~A Wattpad featured and Wattys Longlisted story~ Lana can hardly remember what it's like to be free. After nine years as a captive on board a ship ruled by ruthless bounty hunters, sailing across Maris with no clear direction, she's desperate for something to change. Then, as a boy and a new world full of dragons, adventure, and magic enter her life, everything changes, but nothing could prepare her for the danger that comes with her newfound liberation. Skye feels lost. He's the Dragon Prince, surrounded by his people and power, but after being shunned by his own father, he's all but alone. Then, suddenly, there's a girl, a prophecy, and a chance to finally prove that he's more than what his father thinks he is. A century old war between the Dragon Riders and the Morai has awakened, threatening the very world Lana and Skye fight to protect. They are the only ones who can stop the Morai from destroying all of Maris, but destiny, shrouded in mystery, reveals secrets about their past. Some of which might have been better left hidden... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Watty's 2018 Longlisted Wattpad Featured Featured on the Dark Fantasy 'A Kingdom in Shadows' reading list The Fiction Awards 2018 Best Adventure Story Nominee Highest: #23 in Fantasy #93 in Action #5 in Adventure #927 in Romance #1 in Fantasy Adventure

{Completed} Highest Ranking: # 1 in Fantasy (01/28/17) Book. 1 My blood boiled at the thought of one of them in our streets, hidden in plain sight, perhaps even by one of the kids from the orphanages. Would it murder innocent human children? You bet. Would it even think twice about gutting a starving child? Never. What could do this, you're probably asking. But it boils down to one single word. One word that made anger I hadn't known I possessed, roar to life like a pissed off lion. One word that sent a cold chill spider-walking down my spine. Faeries. ------------ Eve Scotts's world is divided by magic - The Order of the Seven who rules over her kingdom with a steel fist and the murderous faeries's she'll be forced to fight when she turns eighteen. Eve is a dueler, a human that dabbles in the elements to fight in underground scuffles for some extra coin to feed her fellow orphans back home. But she has a secret weapon: She can wield ice magic - a magic that is only reserved for the High Witches at court. But she makes a mistake. She exposes herself. Rumors are spreading of a small orphan girl who can wield the power of ice, and it isn't long until the Order sends one of their own to snatch up the bounty. In exchange for the secrecy of her special gift, Eve agrees to participate in the Witches Academy, where humans are taught to wield the power of the elements and become powerful witch soldiers for the Order's disposal. As Eve is drawn further into the Witch world, she risks everything to learn more about her power and her lineage. With her frozen heart melting for the Count of Night, Sebastian O'Neill, Eve is thrown into a cyclone of love, betrayal, and family drama she hadn't even known an orphan could inherit. Soon, Eve must decide: Is love, or survival more important? Word Count: 102,000.

She was a piece of Heaven he wanted to own. And he, was the flames of Hell she wanted to tame. "You must be tired." The unparalleled face softens with an indulging smile, and I nod hastily like a chick pecking at grains. My reason, wisdom, and rationality became words of a foreign tongue when the fingers tangled amongst my hair trail down to my cheekbones, the caresses like the fine strokes of a paint brush that gave colour to my skin. "But next time." His eyes of hellfire narrows, reflecting the features of a iolite-eyed mortal, and crimson lips pull back over sharp canines. "I might not be as easy to tame." ■What happens when the greek god of the Underworld becomes the 'Grumpy Patient' to a kind hearted mortal, burdened by a curse untold, and a gift unrivalled.■ Slow burn ♡ Update schedule : Every 2 days ◇ #1 - Mythology, #3 - in fantasy, #4 - Humor

Join me on my rants about various things I hate about fanfiction! This was originall posted onto Quotev, but I decided to put it on here. Some of the stuff are Quotev based(Like hearts n shit) and I left them there cuz I was too lazy to edit it. Be prepared for a shit ton of grammar errors. Since I am running out of ideas, updates will be scarce!

Mei is the daughter of the Emperor of Qing, Her mother is a princess of a country in Africa who was sold into marriage just to form an alliance between the two countries. She is forced to live in disguise as her father believes that she is in danger. She moves from country to country every few months or years unable to call one place home. She finally convinces her father to let her settle in Silla, where she hopes to find the man whom she loves.

Skin so brown, lips so round, Baby, how can I be down?

For Zari, life on the reef has always been simple. Diving beneath crystal waters, laughing with friends, and dutifully dodging her mother's endless matchmaking schemes. At twenty, she's already past the typical mating age, but she's never truly looked at anyone with longing. Why rush love when the sea already gives her everything? Until he steps in. Aonung, her brother's best friend. The infuriating boy who used to tease her, the skilled hunter everyone admires, the one she's never really paid attention to... until now. But Aonung is off-limits. Surely, he's only ever seen her as Kizan's little sister... right? Caught between duty, family, and forbidden longing, Zari must decide if love is worth risking everything, especially when it's the kind that sneaks up on you when you least expect it. Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar nor Aonung except for my story and my original characters 🤍

▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ❥ Grief can seem like an unbeatable disease. It invades your internal organs till it's all your heart is entrapped by. Although, your family understands your pain, each of them are too overwhelmed to save you, but not Ao'nung. His first priority is always you. He's your lifeline to traverse this new chapter of your life without your older brother. ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ Starting ✰ ╰┈➤ 𝙔/𝙣 𝙎𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 & 𝘼𝙤𝙣𝙪𝙣𝙜 ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ 𝘽𝙊𝙊𝙆 𝙄𝙄 ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃

The time of war had ended. Peace flourished as the remnants of the RDA fled the Western Frontier, only leaving behind scraps of metal as proof they'd ever been there. For a time, Pandora began to heal. She reclaimed what the sky-people had ruined, stitching the wounds of time closed with root and vine. Life moved forward. The Resistance turned its focus to the living world Ewya breathed. Alma settled into her human body again. Ri'nela learned what it meant to carry the weight of a tsahìk's voice. Teylan shaped metal and wires into something meant to protect, rather than destroy. Yet, Tamtey did not find peace. Sleep brought the memories of TAP that haunted her, driving her from her bed night after night. Only the soft wind beneath unfamiliar stars offered any peace. She was rarely alone for long. So'lek always found her there, sharing quiet hours until the dawn chased away the dark, trading dreams and the horrors that kept them awake. Still, the forest shook with unease. Ewya's song wavered, strained by something distant -- quickly approaching. Smoke stained the horizon. Thin and gray, whispering against the clouds. A single flake of ash drifted down, landing on top of Tamtey's bouncing knee. So'lek reached out and swiped it away, pinching it until it vanished. "Ash..." he murmured, gaze fixed on the rising plumes beyond the trees. "And fire," Tamtey replied, her voice unwavering. The forest fell silent around them. Even the animals did not cry out. A new enemy was coming.