**shortlisted for Wattys2017** Technically speaking, I died when I was seventeen. What should have been just another typical day out on the water with my friends, turned ugly fast when a freak storm came out of nowhere and I was thrown overboard. Had it not been for my damned dress, I could have swam to safety, but no, every day had to be a fashion show, and my dress got caught on rocks, holding me down until I drowned. I thought right before I died I would at least get to see a montage of my fabulous life, all the parties and romantic dates with my perfect boyfriend, Asher, but nope again. Instead, all I saw was a hideous sea monster smiling to me as my lungs filled with water. When I woke up in a cave in the middle of the ocean, that sea witch made me an offer I couldn't refuse. I could go back to my perfect life, and my adorable boyfriend, all I had to do was give the sea witch two years of my service, and then she'd free me from my fate. It seemed easy enough at the time, but can the price to live actually come at too high of a cost? Highest rank #5 in paranormal

Percy couldn't take much of the dreams that haunted her in the day, as much as it does in the night. It itched her head and formed illusions in her eyes, and she couldn't escape them whatever she does. It doesn't mean that she fought it to clear her sanity, more like she watched it all the time with straining eyes like a never-ending movie. Just like now, she floated in the middle of a black matter, picture boxes flying by her head yet she never collided with them. It was always the same. A woman, and two very different boys. Or...males... She didn't know what to call those two. For one was angelic, yet something red seeped out of his mouth. Fair-haired, golden eyed, a light grin that could melt butter. And a pair of white, heavenly wings. The red was always there though, turning it into a morbid picture she couldn't look at for so long. The other one however, was a figure swathed in black, a dark mist surrounding him. Raven black hair and incredibly grey eyes that showed so much hurt, eyes that knew enough pain to even describe it in words. Large black wings sprouted from his back, more majestic and regal than the other. And whatever she did, she always chose the black one. Like her fingers were drawn to him, her whole body, her heart, her soul. She always felt a longing to be with him, and when she did, the sound of glass shattering would echo, and the woman would try to yank her back. She always heard the same name. "Persephone!"

Belle Morte is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Wattpad Original Edition and the Wattpad Books Published Edition upon purchase. Thank you so much for your support! ***** Renie Mayfield volunteers as a blood donor for the Vampire House where her sister disappeared, when she's drawn to the smouldering vampire Edmond Dantès. ***** It's been ten years since vampires came out of the coffin, and now they are the world's biggest celebrities. Renie Mayfield is a new live-in blood donor assigned to the most famous vampire House - Belle Morte. Unlike the other donors though, Renie isn't here for fame and fortune. Her sister disappeared inside the Belle Morte House, and she wants to know why. But she isn't prepared for Edmond Dantès, a smouldering vampire who sets her blood racing. She can't deny their mutual attraction, and their dangerous dance begins. With each step into darkness Renie is drawn further into Edmond's influence, and closer to uncovering Belle Morte's secrets. If she has to choose, would she rather lose her heart or her humanity? (Book 1, the Belle Morte Series) [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] The sequel, Revelations, is now in Paid: https://www.wattpad.com/story/97728300