Ever since my brain figured out the realities of life, I knew I was different. Not magical, exactly, just that I was a four year old girl who loved to play with wooden swords instead of Barbie's. At the age of 11, I loved to fight instead of experience with makeup and fashion like most girls. I hung out with guys throughout most of my childhood. I'd like to play Angels and Demons with my friends, a made-up game where one of us was the Angel, one of us was the Demon, and one of us was the little human who always could conquer whichever one was in the wrong. Sometimes it was the Angel, other times, the Demon. But the human would always win, every time. I was obsessed with the Supernatural, and I believed in it too. There were several occasions where I would have experiences with ghosts, where everyone I knew thought I was being dramatic, or looking for attention. But I knew, with my own eyes and heart, that everything I saw was real. That's why the experience I had with the Winchesters didn't surprise me all that much. At first, I was happy someone believed me... After a while, I learned I wished I was crazy. ***** I read every comment, and they're all appreciated. I do not own any part of Supernatural. Thank you all for reading and getting me to where I am :) Sequel: Through the Supernatural

Young Sidon, a merman whose slightly vane and has recently been captured by pirates, develops a crush amongst one of the humans. It isn't until a stormy night that the tides begin to turn.

"They claim that you are.. promiscuous, and unashamedly so." I said boldly, as we were alone in the vast hall. "Promiscuous?" he chuckled, a sheepish grin crawling upon his face. "No, Ms Devereaux, I simply dip my cup where there is plenty, and my dear, the world's pleasures are undoubtedly plentiful." he stated, lowering his voice. His eyes - full of mischief as he tossed the apple, catching it in his palm as it fell. "If only you are willing take them." He placed the fruit in my hand and with a nod of his head, he turned on his heel and left me without words.. {cover creds: robbie-idkay on Tumblr}

Kiylee Summer-Rain Elphonze has been adopted by a elvish sorceress after she is found to have Venatio Noctem blood. Venatio Noctem are Hunters of the Night, they serve the Council responsible for protecting the Kingdom's magic realms and the human world. After Kiylee's dark early childhood Kiylee's adoptive mother, Arwyn, builds up the young adult while training Kiylee to fulfill her destiny of protecting those that cannot protect themselves. As the magic in Kiylee's blood strengthens so does her usual gift known as 'the Sight,' a rare ability that gives her visions and glimpses into the future, which she soon discovers comes with a cost. At 17 Kiylee is teamed up with Jaysen Kazimir (the level headed soon to be alpha of the Kazimir werewolf pack), Brayden Ashford (a British accented Seeker who is half water fey), Joey Smith (a sarcastic and sexist hammer wielding Venatio Noctem), Kallai Mason (a flamboyant fire elf from Africa), and Zeeza Nadyezha (a spunky and wild Russian sorceress that enjoys pushing buttons and crossing lines). The strange mix of loud personalities causes trouble for the young heroin who mistrusts a lot of close knit relationships and at times people in general. As Kiylee & Jaysen's team and relationship grows so does an unsettling darkness that is harming magic blooded and the Ungifted (humans). When Kiylee finds out about her connection between the legend of Noxa and Solia, the first priestesses of Dark and Light, as well as the mysterious Kirra who shares Kiylee's face, the young protagonist is forced to discoverer a strength within herself she didn't know she possessed (as well as a bizarre ability to actually get along with people and make friends). However, Kiylee still questions if she is strong enough to combine the 7 elements that uphold the Kingdom & its realms. But someone has to stop another great war from happening…

Bree is thrown into the glade like everybody else. In a dark metal box with no memory of her past life. She soon comes to realize that her new life in the glade isn't the best one. That is, until she finds Newt. Featured in the official Wattpad fanfic Maze Runner fanfiction reading list! Book cover by soldtheworld All characters and settings are owned by James Dashner. I only own Bree, and a few other select characters. *Please keep in mind while reading that I wrote this when I was fourteen. (:

On a night in late December, in the winter of 1942, Marion Parker responds to an ad in the paper for an all boy jazz band. After she cuts her hair short and fills a suitcase with her brother's clothing, she boards a train to Chicago and hopefully, success; unaware if she will ever return to her hometown of Cincinnati. Marion's secret goes unnoticed by the rest of the band and the city of Chicago. That is until the leader of the band, Thomas Sangster, beings to suspect the truth..

The world as we know it ended 209 years ago. From a desert wasteland springs a single kingdom, ruled by a tyrannical King and trapped in an endless war against the shadowy desert warriors. As a desperate bid to save what remains of humanity, society has been split into two distinct classes, nicknamed the Court and the Commons. For an oppressed population on the brink of revolution, a common thief could be the last hope. Up until now, Kay has survived by her wits alone. Reckless and impulsive, wanted by the King's guard, Kay has become known as the Runner. Using the city's rooftops as her personal domain, she manages to keep one step ahead of the King with one hand buried in the purses of the courtiers. Driven by the plight of the commoners and the unjust death of her family, Kay seizes the chance to graduate from small-time thievery to full-scale rebellion. Her opportunity comes in the form of Will, a wealthy ex-soldier with a dark past. Plucked from the streets and thrown into the shimmering palace court, Kay must use her every strength to blend into a world where she doesn't belong, closer to the enemy than she ever thought she would be.

Let Me Go ➝ The Maze Runner [1; Newt] ✓ 2014 Winner of the Wattys 2015 Hot Genre Award: The Fanfiction Feels! Also featured in the official Wattpad @Fanfic Maze Runner Fanfiction reading list. #470 in fanfiction - 03/10/15 Waking up in the Maze with no memory whatsoever, Rowan finally escapes the irrational creatures haunting the walls, to find herself lost amongst a civilisation of boys. Following an odd trail of events, Rowan comes to learn she was an experiment; operated on by an organisation called WICKED, she was given strange, telepathic powers and visions of what's to come. But as WICKED return to take Rowan away, Newt and the Gladers battle to keep her in the Glade. Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of James Dashner. The main characters (Rowan) and the story plot are my property, along with other names and locations. No copyright infringement is intended.

"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"

The Year Rules were simple. Year 1- Crawl Year 2- Walk Year 3- Talk Year 4-Start learning second language Year 5- Start school Year 6- Anything not completed on time from Years 1,2,3,4, or 5, result in Abandonment A/N- The synopsis is like a flashback, once chapter one starts, Felisha is 17 :) As of April 14th 2015- #31 in Science Fiction As of August 29th 2015- #59 in Science Fiction {#Wattys2015} {#Wattys2016}