An aspiring eighteen-year-old author realizes she is a character in an unwritten horror novel and must use her storytelling knowledge to survive. ***** Eighteen-year-old romance writer, Ima Jean Paige, questions the afterlife following the recent death of her brother, leading her and her friends Zeke Garble, Felicity Weiland, and Atem Tahir to the remote Ayahuasca forests for a private spiritual retreat. Although her search is for the meaning of life and beyond, she discovers an odd story outline in her notebook detailing and predicting the night's unsettling and bizarre happenings. Realizing they are characters in an unwritten horror novel, she must rely on the notebook and her storytelling abilities to not only gain control of her life but somehow steer the narrative toward a happily ever after. For fans of The Cabin in the Woods, Midsommar, and The Babadook! ***** TRIGGER & CONTENT WARNING: For references of suicide, drugs and alcohol, and mild sexual content ***** || Wattys Awards 2022 Wattpad WEBTOON Studios Entertainment Prize Winner (for film and/or television adaptation) || || Wattys Awards 2022 Horror Winner || || Wattys Shortlist 2022 || || AmbyAwards Horror Winner 2022 || || Editor's Pick 2022 || || NaNoWriMo Winner 2021 || - - Copyright © 2021 by L.L. Sanders

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

Fina is a Enforcers Daughter, she's been harshly trained by her father all her life. On the night of the change, to which you could find your soul mate- Fina finds hers. He's of course the soon to be Alpha, however he doesn't want her. Its not sweat off Fina's back, she's more worried about her Family finding out then being rejected. Her feet carry her to a deeper part of the forest, one she shouldn't of gone into. When things twist and stories become a reality Fina will have to pick what side she wants to be part of.

Isla Holbrooke wakes up everyday knowing she's different. She accepts it, she embraces it, but she's not sure she quite understands it. Her scars are mental, not there to be seen but to be felt. So when her friend signs her up for a matchmaking service, everything begins to change after she receives an anonymous text. What starts as a conversation leads to life-changing events. She no longer finds pity in her dull life anymore, no longer dreads the visits to her psychiatrist. Now, there's somebody to talk to and somebody who listens. Ash Castello has just come back from Italy. Forced to take over his father's business, he's already begun to hate the job his first day. The coffee machines are broken, profits are falling, and the designer he's supposed to work so closely with, despises him. But there's something that helps shed light into his day. Every morning, he finds himself waiting for a text from a girl he's never even seen before. He doesn't know the colour of her eyes, but knows that her favourite colour is silver. He doesn't know her name, but knows what she calls her Turkish Siamese But he definitely doesn't know that she's the same girl he works with everyday. The girl that hates him, is also the same girl who listens to him whenever he has something to say. No... definitely not. Cover image credits go to the rightful owners! :)

Magic is supposed to be easy; there's Black, White, and Green Magic, and once a Witch picks a path, that's really all she has to worry about. But for Darlena Agara, things just keep getting harder. She's torn between her best friend's choice of the Black path, and her on-again, off-again boyfriend's choice of the White path, so she tries to stall, waiting for divine inspiration. Darlena isn't expecting the form it takes, though. Hecate, the goddess of witchcraft, shows up in her living room and pressures her to choose her path, and Lena does something stupid; she declares that she'll be a Red Witch, something that doesn't exist...or does it? Daughter of Chaos is the first book in the Red Magic series, and I'm happy to share it here with you! Enjoy! If you want to read the rest of the series, book two is called Gods of Chaos, and book three is Triumph of Chaos. Both are available wherever books or eBooks are sold.

[COMPLETED] Since Nellie's 13th birthday, her family noticed her changes in behavior. They were terrified because they believed that she had been possessed and corrupted by a blood-thirsty demon. They were wrong. It was far worse.. Nellie's family abandoned her, thinking they could escape her terrorizing wrath. But, they soon realized that they never should have left. Nellie now fights to control the monster that captivates her. No one can ever know her secret, and she thinks she's under the radar. Until she meets a clever, persistent and curious boy..

Centuries of political games killed most of the female werewolves. Now only a few survive, and the Elders work to change the old ways of thinking. Winter, the only daughter of the SilverPaw Alpha, finally meets the soul Gaia has chosen for her: Sterling, the cold, demanding, and entirely-too-human Alpha of the tiny SnowFang pack. Thrust into a world of human wealth for which she was never prepared, Winter must become Sterling's flawless wife and Luna from the moment she arrives. The city is full of threats, both werewolf and human, and Sterling's past is full of secrets best left undisturbed. When they are betrayed by those closest to them, Winter and Sterling embark on a dangerous game of brinkmanship that will change their lives, and the future of the werewolves, forever.

He was the Moon's Dark Comet, and served Her anger. For the accumulated sins of our kind, he had been unleashed. I was an Oracle, the Balance-Keeper, to see that the Comet did not sway from its intended trajectory. We had always been these things, and we were those things before we were anything else. Complete trust and faith were for fools. /********* This is now a sample of a published book. *************/