I woke up surrounded enveloped in darkness. Where was I? Think, I had to think, I closed my eyes again. The black of the back of my eyelids seemed safer than the heaviness of my pitch black, concealed surroundings. My thoughts were clouded, I couldn't think clearly. I moved my shoulders and felt a sharp pain shoot down my back. I had to bite my lip so as not to gasp. 'Think!' I thought to myself. With two kingdoms in a time of very fragile peace, Rosalie's world is turned upside down as she's being swept along paths she cannot control and would never have imagined possible. She's been captured, rescued and could be taken hostage. Can she keep her identity a secret? She can't see what lies ahead and must use everything she has to keep her head above water.

Born with a damaged heart, Leanna Weston has lived a sheltered life with little chance at adventure. When she hears that Finvarra's Circus is coming to her small town, she sneaks off to witness the magic first hand, sure that this is her only chance at experiencing true magic-even if the frightening rumors about the heartless Ringmaster, Finvarra, are true. Caught by Finvarra, Leanna is given one chance at survival: she must join the circus. As slowly she becomes part of the strange family, Leanna learns that there is more than magic to this circus, but an ancient curse that has tied Finvarra's life to its rings. If the circus fails, he dies. Leanna vows to save the circus, but when a ruthless enemy emerges, set on destroying it and Finvarra, will Leanna be able to save them both, or will her broken heart fail her just when she needs it most? Cover Artist: Lisa Rhodes

Aliens invaded the Earth in 2011. Their intent was not to kill, but to enslave. Eva Moore was apart of the last spaceship sent to Earth to retrieve humans for enslavement. Stripped of everything, she is labeled as a number, 93-11 and assigned to field labor. While Eva struggles to embrace the life she fears she must live, a secret rebellion is going on behind the alien government's watchful eyes. Slaves are plotting protests and riots with hopes of freeing themselves. It's risky business, and Eva wants in. Unfortunately, the leader of the rebellion, Nat Cook (number 94-2), has a strong dislike of Eva and wants no part of her. Chemistry mixes as the two begin to realize that they need each other's help if this revolution is ever going to take action.

There was a time when the king of the human world raged war between humans and dragonkind, forcing their rulers to seal the portal between both worlds and leave the one thing they loved above all else behind. Now, in a land full of turmoil, one huntress learns of her bloodline and how she alone has the ability to harness her dragon's power and save both lands. Will she be able to free the human citizens from their tyrant leader and save her own people from extinction? Or will she fall prey to those wanting to use her powers for their own greed? *Currently working on re-writes of this story. Will be awhile* -3/14/23 *Cover is made by Christina aka Surehuinel from deviantart.com, her work is amazing please check it out http://surehuinel.deviantart.com/

Fiona Pearce is the kind of girl who can never say no to anyone. As long as she can do something to help out, she'll do it in a heartbeat. So when her father faces a problem and asks for her help to find her missing brother, Finn, in a school where he works at, she's more than willing to extend a hand and go the extra mile. She sets off on a journey to find the missing boy in a population of a four hundred and sixty-five. The only problem is, Corner Stone High School is not just an ordinary high school. It is an exclusive school... for boys. Will she find him? Or will she be found out? And as she gets things straight, will something unexpected happen? Tossing the coin of luck and fate, she ventures to find the answers herself.

[ Originally named "13" ]. For most people, thirteen is the good year of your life. You can see the world with different eyes. You can finally be treated like an adult. As a teen, life just gets a little better. Maybe for you it does. In my town, when you turn thirteen, you disappear. Gone. Forever. No one knows where you go. The stroke of midnight, that second when the clock finally "ticks" and you know your gone. But I know about this place. Let me tell you a tale, a tale about the day I turned thirteen. *this may not be updated soon, since I am going through major editing to take out any grammar problems and/or spelling. Also, I may be taking out/adding parts, nothing too big.

(Bfflad- Best friends for life and death) Dear Reader, Let's start at the beginning shall we? I died. Oh no, not one of these stories again where someone angelic and heroic saves the damsel in distress. If only I was that lucky. My heart stopped beating. My lungs stopped working, my soul began to lift away... And then I was saved by a beautiful man with a kind heart and sparkles sprinkled around his head in a golden halo. A cunning, dazzling smile etched his angled features and his hair lay perfectly on his head like...black, sinful layers of pure cynical distrusting evil. Evil that was just waiting to onset a innocent girl as myself and allow her a short amount of time of happiness, and then finish her off when she became older. I'll give you a hint. The beginning of that description was slightly exaggerated. The Angel of Death. One of the only creatures known that was capable of settling the boundaries of heaven on earth. The only creature capable of making one of the Devil's darkest deals to my loving mother; a second chance for her daughter. This comes with consequences of course. Everything you know about Death is wrong. Death is not natural, Death is not normal, Death is not doleful, and Death is far from mercenary. Death blends into the shadows like coal against the most atramentous sky. Death walks the earth with his cursed, monstrous and exotic features, his enticing voice and betraying alluring eyes. Death deceives, scratches, and plays with your mind, until you slowly and painfully loose your grip on reality. He'll make you believe he's a different person, that there's a sliver hope for him. Hope for you. Death is close. Forever and always, Faith Williams ************ DIMBFF FAN CLUB ON FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.1605057011183.80718.1378871754&type=1#!/groups/308207282529485/ **** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075