{WATTY'S 2020 WINNER & EDITOR'S PICK.} Hopeless romantic and aspiring writer Mare Atwood has fallen madly in love with her childhood correspondent. There's only one catch-she doesn't know who he is. When the beaus of Star's Crossing return from boarding school to begin the courting season, Mare is determined to uncover the identity of her writer, flout her family's intentions of orchestrating an advantageous marriage, and procure the life of writing and romance she's always sought. But as in the tales she so adores, it won't be easy. Galas, masquerades, picnics, and hunts-alongside an old friend, a former teacher, and an unlikely ally, Mare delves into an investigation that leaves her torn between three clever, deceptive, and wealthy young bachelors. If Mare can confirm which is her writer and claim his hand before the courting season ends, she'll have her wish: the love of her life, a valuable marriage, and a future of writing romance. But with the eyes of Star's Crossing upon her, a business plot forcing invisible hands, and the unwillingness of her writer to come forward-Mare's future may not end in triumph, but tragedy. Set against the gilded Victorian backdrop of coastal Connecticut and lush with pre-war luxury, fans of Jane Austen, Margaret Mitchell, and Louisa May Alcott are sure to enjoy this lighthearted, lyrical novel of young love, independence, and identity. #1 Literary #1 YA Romance #1 Victorian #1 Lyrical #8 General Fiction

#SurvivalRomance #ForcedProximity #Fast-paced BOUGHT BY WATTPAD WEBTOON STUDIOS FOR PUBLISHING/MOVIE DEALS!!! (Contract expired September, 2025) Winner of the Wattys 2020 Award in Horror/English "This book really hooks you with its intriguing premise. A super fun horror story rooted in Filipino Folklore, with a science thriller twist - think Jurassic Park meets It Follows." -----What the Wattys2020 Team said about Haunteds, Wattys2020 Winner in Horror category Plot: In 1974, the mysterious cult's mass kidnapping and ritualistic killing led to the summoning of the Shade-a paranormal entity of living shadow. Ever since then, starting in October in Bastillio-a city in the Philippines steeped in history and superstition-the Shade would be seen haunting twelve teenagers at night throughout the month, often resulting in their deaths. But the discovery of U.V. lights as a deterrent from the Shade led the government to establish a system to contain the Shade's threat. Fast forward to 2025, twenty years after the system had successfully prevented any more deaths, the media and global firestorm surrounding the phenomenon died down. So when sixteen-year-old Vergil Torres was identified as one of the twelve and was immediately brought to Biringan-the government shelter where haunteds like him would stay for the month-he was more excited than scared for his life. But the gruesome and inexplicable death of one of them during their stay in the supposedly safe house renews the horror of the Shade. Vergil, together with his classmate and fellow haunted, the "traditional morena beauty" Cana Bernardo, decided to get to the bottom of it. The two classmates who were indifferent to each other must now work together if they are to survive through the month.

SunShine Estate is a maternity home for omegas and a haven for children whose omega bearer either didnt make it or had abandoned them. . . . . . . . . . . Arhit Rojnapat met Madam René at the lowest point in his life. When Madam died and left her Estate to Arthit he continued her dream of turning it to a special place for Omegas. But SunShine Estate won't run on love and care alone. They need sponsors. With the pursuance of his alpha friend Forth he held a charity banquet open to all gender. Meeting rich adult alphas wouldn't be a problem right? If only he remembered that Kongpob Sutthiluck fill in that criteria. . . . This is a SOTUS omegaverse story.

"I'm not a worthy person. I do not deserve your attention." "I've lost my functionality as a man. And you have all the women in your harem to serve you." "You are no longer a man. You shall become my woman, and bore me a son, to succeed my throne. No one else can satisfy me, there's only you. And I will only choose you." The photo is an artwork found on google.

Elliot is, and has always been, stuck in his home town. Sure, it's a fairly large city. Sure, all his family and friends are there. Sure, he has a job he absolutely adores. But he still isn't happy. No matter how much he loves working in Auntie Mae's Tea shop, baking cakes day in and day out, he can't find it in himself to be happy. He knows exactly what's wrong; he has a dream. His dream is to one day move to Paris and open his own bakery. Baking is his passion, and he wants to devote his life to it. The only problem is that he can't seem to get away from his current life to start a new one. He once told himself his studies were holding him back. When he was done with those, he used the excuse of renovating the entire Tea Shop. Then, when he finally couldn't find any more excuses, he gave up. He knew he was waiting for something to happen. The problem? He didn't know what. But what about that man who recently started visiting the shop? He definitely wasn't one of the regulars; his face, you would recognize. He comes every evening at six o'clock, and stays for an hour. Could he be what Elliot is waiting for? *Deals with self-esteem issues which I've been told might be triggering*

[PREVIEW ONLY] No one knows the real identity of the hospital's Plague Saint is sixteen-year-old Winter Pierce. No one knows she's a fraud. And no one knows she's a killer. While floods and heat waves devastate the southern lands, the northern cities face blizzards and plagues. Up until two weeks ago, the Plague Saint of Devil's Pass was a real doctor. But when Winter learned he was only saving the rich and planned to let her mother die, she confronted him. And killed him. The death was an accident, but taking his place to save lives was a choice. Then, Winter's forced to kill again to save her brother. Her double life, already doomed to fail, is complicated further when her assistant insists on tracking down the murderer. Attempting to cover her tracks leaves Winter tangled in a political web. All the while, people are getting sicker, and trying to find the cure leads her to an enemy far smarter and more dangerous than she is. Powerful people want to see Winter fail. There's more to the plagues than meets the eye. Winter is rapidly running out of time, but she's determined to save her brother from death and her city from corruption. And she'll kill anyone who gets in her way.

It's the mirrors. Or the shadows that dwell within them... Alice hates reflections. Never being able to adjust to being a twin, she escapes into an insane world of darkness, mad hatters and invisible cats. And she becomes the ruler of it all! What a wonder...! - *Wattpad Fairytale Community's Retelling Awards FCRAs Winning Story!*

I'm CJ Lyons. And I'm a writer.... If you also need a twelve-step program to stop writing, then you've come to the right place. I don't like rules. I don't like people telling me what to do. I don't like complex formulas or graphs or charts that I have to consult because that's the "right way" to create a compelling story. So I've taken everything I've learned about the essence of good storytelling and I've distilled it all into a few simple concepts. Things so easy that by the time you've finished this book and practiced using these techniques, you'll be able to not only craft a great story but also to complete your novel. In fact, by the end, you'll be saying: Wow! This is so easy, it makes so much sense! I can use this every day I write... NOTE: I’ll be uploading parts of this how-to book every Thursday. If you’d like to buy the complete book it’s available on Amazon at http://www.amazon.com/dp/B004XTWZA2 (and was previously published as No Rules, Just WRITE!) There's also a companion workbook available on NoRulesJustWrite.com ABOUT CJ: New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of twenty-one novels, former pediatric ER doctor CJ Lyons has lived the life she writes about in her cutting edge Thrillers with Heart. Winner of the International Thriller Writers’ coveted Thriller Award, CJ has been called a "master within the genre" (Pittsburgh Magazine) and her work has been praised as "breathtakingly fast-paced" and "riveting" (Publishers Weekly) with "characters with beating hearts and three dimensions" (Newsday). Learn more about CJ's Thrillers with Heart at www.CJLyons.net

If there's a next life, i would wish that you wouldn't be so outstanding, it's enough that you're outstanding in my eyes. It's alright even if no one else can see how good you are, as long as i can see it. In next life, i don't hope you have a lofty ambition, enough that your ambition allow us to be together until our hair turns white. In this life, no matter how hard i struggled, it's all in vain. The hurt and all the resentment that we've accumulated in this life, let's erase it all until there's nothing left. This is not a translated story! Not a translated story! Not translated! Important thing have to be repeated three times. This is a story born of my overly active imagination. Warning! Feel train up ahead. If you can't handle all the feels and misunderstandings necessary for the plot, then i'm sorry to say that this story is not for you. I don't even know if it's gonna be sad enough but i'll try my best. All the arts used here including the cover is not mine, credits to all the original artist.

"Helena, I know you are in here." I stopped breathing. Do not breathe. Do not breathe, I chanted to myself. I listened very hard for a sound as to where he was. There. To my left. I heard a faint click. I turned my head very, very slowly. There was nothing there. Had I hallucinated? It wouldn't be the first time I thought. I moved my eyes around the space but only saw darkness. Relieved I made a small sound. Big mistake. I tried my hardest not to scream as his dark figure landed in front of me. His back to me, he stood in front of the window, where the moonlight streamed in and made a soft glow around his lean, slightly muscled body. I saw his shoulders lift as he inhaled. I held my breath and prayed he didn't turn around. My prayers were not answered. As he slowly turned around, I saw on his face, the seductive smile he had. He looked at me with a slightly mocking expression in his eyes as he started towards me. "Why did you run away? Hmm?" he purred as he neared me and grabbed my wrist, "Why would you run away from your dear husband? Why would you little Helena?" He smirked a cruel smile that showed his teeth. His dark eyes seemed to look into my mind and see every secret that I held inside. He looked me up and down, then licked his lips. I looked into his eyes and saw an expression of contained hunger. My conscious was yelling at me to run but my legs wouldn't move. I stood frozen, mesmerized by his dark, pupil-less eyes. "Do you know what I am Helena?" he asked softly. I just looked at him, even though I knew. I knew he was not of this world. Not even of this dimension. He was something entirely different. He smiled that vicious smile and bent down towards my lips.