"There's no sane way to say 'oh hey! I'm from a century and a half in the future. No big deal, have fun with World War One!'" "A century and a half?" Vincent repeated. "World War One?!" Nathanael cried. "Exactly!" Jane yelled "And on top of that, you're saying that I'm a fucking witch? It's unbelievable!" Jane Wood, a 'normal' twenty year old woman, was just trying to live her life. The last thing she needs is to get thrown 134 years in the past and find out that she's a witch, but fate is a bitch. In the words of our venerable protagonist: "Fuck." Yes, dear reader, I am aware that the description is terrible. I write stories, not descriptions. Please give it a chance anyway.

Tommy Gold's the snarky, gay lit major who still lives in his parents' basement. Jake Miller's the all-American straight guy with only one leg. Turns out, neither of those things is completely true. © a. c. wyatt, 2016

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

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Keeley accidentally swaps cell phones with a rivaling high school's star quarterback. Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there's more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. But when identities are revealed and secrets are exposed, will Keeley's feelings remain? Available in bookstores now! Look for it under its new title, TEXTROVERT.

E-BOOK AND PAPERBACK AVAILABLE ON AMAZON NOW!! - - - MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY - - - When you're born, you are born with an engraving tattooed upon your skin. It is given to you, to determine what man or woman should be your lover. Who should be with you forever once you find them. If you find them. It's a mark that is only half-finished, the other half left on your soulmate's body. Heat emerges on the area of your mark when they're near, and cold grows the farther you are apart. For Anna Cardale, her shoulder is covered in what looks to be half of a wing. A beautiful red and delicate wing. She's quiet, stoic, and doesn't let anyone in. And she certainly doesn't care for a "soulmate" ever since escaping a terrifying past life. But when she moves to a new town and to a new school with a new care home family, her skin heats up. She feels her stomach churn in unnerved expression. It's as if something is yearning to pull her closer. And then she sees him. For it wasn't something that pulled her in. It was someone. And just like her, demons are living deep inside of his soul. Dreaded demons that keep him company. Can she heal him? Or is the other way around? Or perhaps the demons are always the ones who prevail... - - - "I'm sad that this wonderful book is coming to an end. 😢" - LlexieD "This book was phenomenal! I'm in such wow of it." - singingchoirfreak "AHH IM CRYING THIS IS AMAZING 1000/10 YES BITCHH" - BeautyInTheBlackRose - - -

Every town has it's very own bad boy. But, who? You'd usually be able to pick them out amongst the crowd, leather jacket, motorcycle, big and buff. Let's get real people, this isn't be 90's- looks can be deceiving. And that's exactly why 17 year old Emerson Harper ended up with Carter Rifle, the towns 'bad boy?' If you will. A visit to her mother's house, over in the small town of Vana's Bay was suppose to be boring and uneventful. But Carter's like her personal Monster, Helping her through her stay but getting Emerson in some trouble along the way. ___________________________ This book will often contain some language and sexual conduct that may be a little 'Rated R' if a chapter does contain such, there will be a"+" beside it! Enjoy the book! "A Guy Named Carter"

What if there was an 11th Garde that dissapered........

"It's okay... It's all going to be okay." I whispered into my brothers ear, as I wrapped my arms tightly around his shoulders, thinking that some how this would protect him from the rubble and destruction crashing down above us. Our hiding place under the table sounded as if it would collapse at any second. "But, Angel... Where is mommy? And why did Daddy leave us?" His eyes looked deeply into mine, tears spilling over his stained green baby blues. "I... I don't know Eli. I don't know." I held onto him tighter, not letting him see my own tears flow down my flushed cheeks. Everything was falling, the building was collapsing around us and I knew this was the last time I would ever be able to hold him, to see his young and bright face. "I love you, Eli, okay? Never forget that. No matter what." "I won't Sissy." It's here. The apocalypse. Angelica is trying her best keep herself and her younger brother, Eli, alive. But with new threats attacking them each day, from friendly-looking flesh-eating zombies to killer droid machines built by the other worldly invaders, their feature is looking nothing more than bleak.

Pierce and Scarlett are two unique fragments who cross pathways in a low-end motel. He is running away from his haunted past, while she is trying to build a future from broken pieces. As the pair collides in a series of trying events, they must figure out if their differences are worth compromising. Is he worth the pain? Is she worth the risk? This is the story of how two fragments became one. How they overcome their fears and found hope in the least possible place. • Previously Featured on Wattpad •