On the second jump, Claire's bad leg gave way and she felt herself tumbling forward. A cry of surprise escaped her and Claire was certain she was about to topple off the side of the train. Alek, however, moved quickly, catching her mid-fall and keeping her upright, and alive. Claire lifted her eyes to meet his which were wide with alarm. The expression was fleeting, lasting for only a moment before it was replaced by a frown. "You could have fallen," he said pointedly. "I know," Claire breathed, finding her thoughts drifting to the strong arm wrapped around her waist. A flush rose to her cheeks and she was grateful for the biting wind that masked her reaction. "Thank you." "You need to be more careful," he continued, his eyes locked on hers, bright and haunting in the silver glow of the moon overhead. "I will," Claire assured him, her heart skipping in her chest. "I promise." ------ 1st Place in the Chaos Awards 2nd Place in the Mystic Awards 2nd Place in the Stella Luna Awards 2nd Place in the Talent Awards 2018 Highest Ranking #1 In Steampunk Found on the official Wattpad Fantasy account featured reading list "Wintery Worlds"

Cass has no memories of her parents, only impossible dreams of waves and orcas and, sometimes, her mother's voice. When she and her adopted aunt return to the Pacific Northwest island--where her parents died twelve years before--Cass hopes the place will trigger long-buried memories. Instead, she discovers that the impossible is real, and that history is about to repeat itself. Unless she can stop it. ***Teaser*** The water hit with such a shock of cold that Cass thought she was going to pedal up and out of it again like some cartoon character. Instead, she flailed and splashed and smashed one arm against a piling as salt water poured into her raincoat & filled her shoes. "How do you like it?" Jason yelled. She spun until she could make out his form, black against gray sky. "What?" she sputtered. She dragged one arm from the water long enough to shove wet hair from her face. Jason became clearer: black hair dark above his yellow raincoat, arms crossed over his chest. "What the hell are you talking about?" "I asked how you like it, going for a swim in this water." She was open-mouthed with disbelief. It was a bad idea; a surge lifted her and slapped salt water into her mouth. Bile burned her throat as she coughed and all the while she was still flailing at the water, fighting the drag of shoes and clothes to keep afloat. She should kick them off-that's what you were supposed to do if you fell into the ocean with your clothes on-but she was only a dozen feet from the dock. Besides, it was her only coat. Jason watched her the way she'd watch a barracuda. "I know you're following me." "Following you?" What. The. Hell. She gave a mighty kick and tossed her coat onto the dock. Jason just stood there. "I nearly drowned last week, you know that? Now you show up as if nothing happened." "Last week," Cass said slowly, "I was in Argentina." Whatever he'd seen, it wasn't her.

Sixteen-year-old Mara Westray has just lost her mother, and now, being shipped off to live with the father she doesn’t know is not how she imagined grieving. She’s already counting down the days until she turns eighteen and can leave the tiny island of Swans Landing. But from the moment she steps off the ferry, nothing is as ordinary as it looks. Whispers of a haunting song on the wind make her see impossible things, and she isn’t sure she can trust her judgment about what is real and what isn’t anymore. Maybe she can’t even trust her judgment about quiet Josh Canavan, whose way of speaking in riddles and half-truths only confuses her more, luring her deeper into the secrets hidden beneath the ocean’s surface. As she tries to unravel the events that led to her mom fleeing the island sixteen years ago, Mara finds that the biggest secret of all is only the beginning. SURFACING is currently available in ebook format from Amazon.com, BarnesandNoble.com, iTunes, Smashwords, and other ebook retailers. Available in audiobook from Audible, and in print at Amazon. Visit my website for more information on the Swans Landing series and where to purchase the ebooks: http://www.shananorris.com/surfacing/

A story in which a warlock who always thought he preferred to be alone falls in love with a mortal who is tired of living a mundane lifestyle and wants to explore the world--but ends up exploring a different one entirely. Remy Morgan has found a key, as black as night, washed up on the beach, unknowing that it has the potential to unlock an immense amount of dark magic. Meanwhile, Maksim Opal is on the search for his brother, who has become a dark warlock hell-bent on never returning to his home. When Remy and Maksim's paths cross repeatedly, Remy is quite literally thrown into a world of magic and darkness, but will she survive the forces that act against her relationship with Maksim? #168 in fantasy : 26/01/2018 [COMPLETED]

Stephanie Sy never expected that her curiosity towards her estranged grandma will lead her to a series of bizarre--most of them silly--misadventures. Prompted by the dead woman's diary and accompanied by the annoying but charming Erik, what can she find in this quirky journey of self-discovery and love? *** Bratty, city chic Stephanie Sy never expects she'll go through mishaps--and more--when she ventures to an unfamiliar place for her grandmother's wake and funeral where she discovers the woman's old diary and a supposed upcoming meeting with a man from her past. Never knowing her grandmother, Stephanie decides to visit the places Corazon went to and meet Antonio, the first man to break her grandmother's heart. What follows is a spontaneous adventure Stephanie sets for herself. Joining her is Erik, a man with the heart of a child and a few secrets of his own. Entangled in a series of unfortunate events, Steph will have her own journey of self-discovery and love. Status: Published Under Bliss Books DISCLAIMER: This story is written in English.

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A body positivity movement, in which Belle Moore emphasises the beauty of our birthday suits.

Harry doesn't believe in coincidences. Neither should she.

maybe he can help me touch.

❝I- what? What are you talking about? Who is this?❞ ❝Well the bathroom stall says that this number is the gateway to a good time, and unless you're trying to say that a bathroom stall is lying to me, I think I need a little more information to be sold. Do you have like a yelp page I could look up? Past customer reviews? How many stars out of five?❞ ❝What are yo- oh my god, I'm going to fucking kill Marie.❞ (alternatively called: a lot of people shit with pens) written in dialogue // cover by xhemmingshugsx