A magic-addicted spy trapped in the queen's service must track a princess-turned-assassin in order to earn her freedom, but things get complicated when she falls for the princess she's supposed to capture. ***** Weak. Cursed. That's how seventeen-year-old Kayden Branimir, the realm's deadliest assassin, views herself. Some believe she could save the world with her rare healing magic, but she gave up on her powers long ago after failing to save her best friend. Her life changes when she receives a letter from her supposedly dead twin brother, Alaric, begging to be rescued from rival territory Leodia. For the first time since her friend's accident, Kayden is determined to be the hero, but she must learn to embrace her magic--and herself--along the way. Strange. Unnatural. Those are the words whispered about eighteen-year-old Zara Tait, a Leodian spy addicted to soul-stealing magic. Forced into the queen's service, Zara wants to escape and return home, but she has nothing to offer the queen in exchange for her freedom. When Kayden arrives in Leodia, Zara sees the quiet girl with unique magic as the bargaining chip she needs. But the more she learns of Kayden, the more her feelings grow. Now, Zara must choose between her freedom and the dangerous assassin she hadn't meant to fall for. [2020 Watty Award Winner] Content warning: This story contains mature themes of violence, addiction, abuse, self-harm, and mental illness. Cover by Faera Lane

| Previously Featured | | Book One of the Moon Chronicles | "To hear, one must be silent." The Power of the tongue and intelligence of a human being is what makes them different from God's other creations. It is what makes them powerful, it is what makes the human being rule every other creation. But they forget to listen and that is what will lead them to their doom ------------------------ Ayah Beizeen is a sixteen-year-old village girl with a peaceful and content life. She has loving parents, a supportive elder brother and an adorable younger brother. But she is different: Ayah was born mute. She didn't cry when she was delivered and hasn't uttered a word ever since. Sometimes, she wishes she could - she was envious of everyone who could convey their emotions through words, for she has no other option but to keep them bottled up inside her. However, Ayah Beizeen has a special friend from the age of five, when she was found on her terrace staring at the Moon. She talks to the Moon and it listens. Talking to the Moon is the only way, Ayah knows, to share her feelings. One night, the Moon comes with strange tidings - it says that everything that she knew about her life is going to change. She has somehow stumbled upon a strange path and the destination is uncertain. It all depends on the choices she makes. A tale of love, heartbreak, dreams, failures but above all - redemption. Follow Ayah's journey as she surpasses all odds. Is she the 'living miracle' that the Voice of the Moon claims her to be? [ Highest rank - #4 ] [ Cover by - @MayTijssen ] [ Unedited - First draft ]

"Ist doch klar. Die perfekte Clique!", schreit sie direkt an meinem Ohr. "Wir haben alles; Den Bücherwurm, die Sportskanone, den Aussenseiter, die Zicke", sie wirft Brit einen Seitenblick zu, die noch immer ihre Nägel feilt. Und wenn ich mich nicht täusche, mit den Zähnen fletscht. "Die Unsichtbare", sie deutet auf sich. "Und den Clown.", sie zeigt auf mich. "Du hattest genug, Ellie!", kichert Avery und die Gruppe fällt mit ein. Heute, an diesem Abend, sind wir einfach nur sechs Freunde. Und genießen die Zeit, die uns noch bleibt, bevor der Wind der Zukunft uns in alle Richtungen verstreut.

There is no night in the Everburning City. There can never be. ***** For four hundred years the Everburning City has withstood the advance of the life-strangling fog known as the Gloam. Its walls have held back five invasions, but on the eve of the sixth, the city's inhabitants know things have changed. Golems are coming out of the mist, and the bodies of the dead are rising at the Gloam's bidding. The city's last and most desperate line of defence comes in the form of the Crafters, individuals who can channel the power of fire, though they risk their sanity each time they do. The brightest of these valiant heroes are Tabitha a'Loria and her apprentice Gerald Reath. Risking their lives, they mount their airships, determined to save the last bastion of humanity - the Everburning City. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

Max Caulfield recently found out she had the power to turn back time, the ability to change anything she wanted. But once she realizes she has feelings for her best friend Chloe Price, that seems like the least of her worries. And it is one thing she can't change by going back.

What if Max never got her powers and Nathan didn't kill Chloe? What if Chloe and Max simply reunited one day and have been working on their friendship ever since? Well this is the fanfic where that scenario happens. Yet Arcadia has a dark secret. Max and Chloe are doing everything to find evidence en expose the bastard who's been drugging students. Ofcourse this couldn't be a Pricefield fanfiction if there was no romance. Trust me there's more romance then actual crime fighting enjoy! The art used for the cover isn't mine if someone knows the artist please tell me so I can give them credit!

Drabbles based around Pricefield shipping and friendship. Some will contain more fluff than others. None of the chapters are related in anyway (unless mentioned), it's just easier to put them all in one fic.

Marshall Lee x Reader high school AU~ It all started when the delinquent new kid Marshall Lee got assigned as my partner for a sex-ed project. And then he wouldn't leave me alone. And then I somehow ended up being his roommate. *will contain swearing and smutty-sexy-time 😉 so beware*

Die Elbin Linwë schuldet Gandalf dem Grauen noch einen Gefallen. Dieser Gefallen bringt sie zu der riskanten Unternehmung von Thorin Eichenschild. Auf dieser Reise trifft sie die Liebe ihres Lebens, doch was will sie eigentlich? Das ist mein erstes eigen Projekt. Ich freue mich auf jede Art von Feedback. [Cover by Sailine]