Elizabeth Anahita is a Wingless. Born with no wings in a world of winged humans, she is destined for a life of hardship, discrimination, and hard labor with no opportunity for a better life. That is, until she is sent to the capital city Cerus of Ellipia and becomes a slave as punishment after she takes the blame for her father when he is framed for a murder. She is thrown into a world of politics, drama, and romance and she finds that the world is not so black and white. As she delves deeper into the complex life of the Royals, the elites that rule the nation Ellipia, she grows into the reluctant leader of a new war against an enemy she never saw coming. Cover made with Canva

"Everybody has secrets. Some are just silly imaginings, embarrassing habits or private thoughts. Others are dark things that weigh heavy on the mind. My secret is the latter...if it were released, they'll kill us all. My life and those of my friends and family would be forfeit. Can you keep a secret?" Bianca is running from a world that burns behind her. Hiding in a small town, she meets Dane and Bran who offer her a semblance of protection and the opportunity of a new life. But when a series of surprise attacks occur along their journey, Bianca soon realises that everyone she encounters is looking for the secrets held in one precious item...The Empirical Journals.

Paris Dayton, a novice writer, has always had an excruciatingly ordinary life. But that's about to change. She finds herself flung into the land that she created, face to face with her own characters, slowly starting to fall for one of them. Juggling different realities might be just as complicated as it seems. FANTASY|| ROMANCE || ADVENTURE #72 in fantasy

HR: #360 in werewolf Winner of the Eminence Awards, the Aspiring Authors Awards, the Realist Awards and the Blooming awards. As I was in awe by his perfection, I didn't notice that he was already standing in front of me. Snapping out of my trance, I was starting to tremble under his intense gaze. I heard his deep and husky voice speak. "Beauty can pierce one like a pain. But pretty girls who are unaware of their looks are more attractive than gorgeous girls who flaunt it." He touched a strand of my hair and tucked it behind my ear. Then, he turned around and and told my parents. "I want her. I choose her as my queen." Mother let out a gasp. I couldn't understand. It was almost as if my brain had been short-circuited and needed to be rebooted. Around me, everything was in fast-forward while I was in the middle of it. How could this happen? ❝Open Up. There Is Nothing You Can Hide From Me. I See Everything, I Heal Everything. I Bless Nothing. Nothing But Him. A King Is Nothing Without His Queen.❞ ... Rosaline Cassia Ava is, or was a normal princess. Until the feared King of Orion comes to claim her. Parting her from everything she has ever grown up with. She fears the worst to come. She knew nothing of herself. What she was to believe. The only person she can trust is, the person who brought her into this mess. Little did she know the true horrors of the world. Cover done by the amazing @-albutt ( ˘ ³˘)♥ just so you guys know, most of the shit here is from descriptionari cause i'm an fucking ass hoe

I curled under the jungle gym and cried my eyes out. Suddenly a shadow hovered over me. I looked up saw a boy about my age staring at me with a Unknown expression. He bent down and wiped away my tears with the pad of his thumbs. I immediately stopped crying and looked into his bright Emerald eyes. "Why are you crying?" He asked and I looked down. "Because I know that'll never make friends here" I said quietly. He was quiet for a minute before finally speaking up. "I'll be your friend" he said quietly while looking into my eyes. I smiled a toothy grin. "Really!?" I asked and he nodded his head. "You'll be mine" ~~~~ Ranked # 2 in Werewolf on 7/13/17 Beautiful cover made by: kaori_nakahodo STARTED: JUNE 28, 2015 FINISHED: AUGUST 22, 2016 EDITING: ON GOING

|| The Global Awards Winner: Best of Awards: Teen Fiction || ❝It's your turn to prove just how much you love him.❞ What I didn't know was I might have been too late already. All I said was, ❝I don't know how.❞ Then and there, I had my answer. ** One summer. Seven Friends. And a road trip they'll never forget. Friendships are fun. Especially when there are more than two of you. Seven to be exact. But what happens when you lose one and is replaced by another? It was supposed to be the only seven of them for Harper. And when her boyfriend and best friend died, he was almost immediately replaced by none other than the new boy in the neighborhood-Adam Pierce. Adam Pierce is your typical 90s bad boy. He's got the looks, the attitude, you name it. A true-to-life arrogant prince that most hopeless romantic wants. Hell, even his name sounds like it. But even princes keep their owns secrets. And this one got more than you can count. Harper Woods wanted nothing to do with him. Adam wanted everything that has got to do with her. They think it'll be easier than that, but everything is different when you start all over again. Created on: 3-12-17 Finished on: 6-25-17 PSA: This is still unedited. So, please excuse the mistakes.

He's in heaven. She is hoping. Hoping that he reads her letters. Her letters that she sends to him in heaven. In heaven he watches how the letters disappear everyday. The letters disappear everyday, she was shocked. She was more shocked when her letters were answered. Letters to the Boy in Heaven All rights reserved © cxarmel 2017 Highest rank: #731 in Teen Fiction Category 06/23/17

A collection of little thoughts and poems about hope and about catching stars. (credits to djkyle87 for the photo)

|1st Place Diamond Winner of the Gem Awards 2017!| A quiet knock shook her out of her gloom. She hesitated on the door knob, before pulling it open. Bash. His eyes shone in the candle light, and yet he could find no words. He pushed open the door haphazardly, melding his lips to hers in an instant. Her door clicking shut behind him. He pressed her against the worn oak, his hands remaining steadfast on her waist. It was everything he wanted and everything he couldn't have.