Poe/Lovecraft-esque terror (I like to think ;P) Cover image found on weezbo.com.

Visenya is a young girl born into two royal lines of elves. Her father and mother had been at war with a rival realm since her birth thousands of years ago. At a young age her father and mother bravely protects her and her people from the enemy and her father was killed in battle. Her and her mother got away and returned to her mothers kingdom. For years they were safe, until her village were massacred and her mother murdered in front of her. She was saved by her uncle and kept in hiding. A thousand years later her uncle presses for peace and brokered a treaty with the enemy. A contract to join their realms. Visenya is sent away to marry a stranger, the enemy. What happens when she falls for one of the princes? Will she stay the course of peace and marry her betrothed? Or destroy the enemy from the inside?

Dear Reader, It hadn't hit me right away, many things, but especially the fact that I was about to turn twenty years old. It was as if it was just yesterday that I was learning how to make a peanut butter sandwiches, tie my shoes, and draw endlessly with fat crayons--which I thoroughly believed to be a masterpiece. It had to be yesterday, when I was befriending any new person that I met with a dazzling smile. No, those were the years that I was numb--masked from the world and blissfully unaware of the dangers and lingering dark edges of the Chicago city. Life moves fast; terrifyingly fast for some, especially those who try and anchor down each and every day of their existence. For others, it moves drearily slow. I use to be numb, I use to be unaware of the shadows deep within the corners of the earth, the watchful figures around me. I use to draw scribbles, struggle to tie my shoes, and fail at doing the simple things, like tying shoes. I use to make friends with anyone I met and kept that friendship over a promise. I use to do a lot of things, actually. But that was when life was a whole lot simpler, safer, and perfect. That was before I knew about Death. That was before he became my frenemy. Forever and always, Faith Williams *** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

After a prank gone wrong causes her death, Bree Ellis receives a gift from the Grim Reaper and returns to her town a year later to seek revenge upon those who shunned her.

Avery Devon, an elf, is supposedly the Empress of Elfania but Severus Montfort managed to conquer her Empire and other Elven Kingdoms. Upang makatakas, isinailalim niya ang sarili sa isang mahika. Iniwan ng kaluluwa niya ang katawan niya at naglakbay ito sa walang katapusang kadiliman. Nang magising siya, napagtanto niya na ang kaluluwa niya ay nasa loob na ng katawan ng isang estranghero na si Zirrius Radcliffe. Isang tao na walang kaalam-alam sa totoong kapangyarihang taglay niya. An elf. A human. Living inside one body. This was where their journeys begin. Would she be able to redeem her Empire? Makababalik pa ba siya sa katawan niya? That's for them to find out.

PUBLISHED UNDER CLOAK POP FICTION What's dead should stay dead. When you mess with the natural order, things could go horribly wrong. Having a six-hundred year old rotting soul, for example. Or discovering that your boss is the son of the Devil. I am Aramis Rayne. Full-time familiar. Part-wraith. Occupation: prevent the end of the world. Sounds impossible? You haven't seen the worst part yet.

Being stuck forever in the body of a teenager was only one of Nerina's problems. Having a psychopath as her sire was a much bigger issue. She thought she had escaped, only to be drawn back into their twisted relationship marked by death. Running away from her past soon turns into her trying to run away from herself. In search of her freedom, she unleashes a dark legacy she cannot escape. One misadventure after another pushes her closer to the edge. Until she cracks. Until she breaks until it whispers, 'let me in.' ~~~~ Highest Ranking: #10 in Vampires