A tale in which four kids with trust issues and strange abilities fight the people hunting their kind. ♘ Selected by Hulu as a Story Featuring Strong Women ♘ Ranked #6 in Mystery/Thriller The Siphon Duology: Book 1 © Copyright 2019 All Right Reserved

| Previously Featured | | Book One of the Moon Chronicles | "To hear, one must be silent." The Power of the tongue and intelligence of a human being is what makes them different from God's other creations. It is what makes them powerful, it is what makes the human being rule every other creation. But they forget to listen and that is what will lead them to their doom ------------------------ Ayah Beizeen is a sixteen-year-old village girl with a peaceful and content life. She has loving parents, a supportive elder brother and an adorable younger brother. But she is different: Ayah was born mute. She didn't cry when she was delivered and hasn't uttered a word ever since. Sometimes, she wishes she could - she was envious of everyone who could convey their emotions through words, for she has no other option but to keep them bottled up inside her. However, Ayah Beizeen has a special friend from the age of five, when she was found on her terrace staring at the Moon. She talks to the Moon and it listens. Talking to the Moon is the only way, Ayah knows, to share her feelings. One night, the Moon comes with strange tidings - it says that everything that she knew about her life is going to change. She has somehow stumbled upon a strange path and the destination is uncertain. It all depends on the choices she makes. A tale of love, heartbreak, dreams, failures but above all - redemption. Follow Ayah's journey as she surpasses all odds. Is she the 'living miracle' that the Voice of the Moon claims her to be? [ Highest rank - #4 ] [ Cover by - @MayTijssen ] [ Unedited - First draft ]

In Elemental magic you can be one of four magic types; water, fire, earth, and air. The only problem is Violet is none of these things. Is she what they call a magic dud, or is she something rarer, more powerful, and more dangerous than anyone could have imagined!? Teasers, "Em, most girls sneak out for a boy, you sneak out for a unicorn." I began to cry as it reached for my face."No!" I screamed. "Please No!" I went to pull back the shower curtain, but some nagging thought in the back of my head stopped me. I didn't have a little brother, so why was there a little boy in my bathroom? I gulped and with shaking hands pulled back the shower curtain. "What!? How could that be!?" I yelled, and covered my hand with my mouth. Shouting wasn't such a good idea right at this moment. If someone heard us and came up here to investigate the noise we were making, they would find a boy and a girl, a bloody knife with both their finger prints on it, and a very very dead body. "Don't touch her!" he hissed and lunged at Henry. Running through the night wearing nothing but a flimsy hospital dress, while waving a dismembered hand in his hand, was a strangeness no regular person could hope to inspire to.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

You've never, ever read a book like this. When a sexually-transmitted plague breaks out in Ashley Young's small town, leaving its victims with a bizarrely amplified libido, everything about her life changes. DEAD IN BED is partly a suspense thriller with a strikingly unique story, partly a page-turning mystery about a disease that makes people hopelessly crave sexual contact, and partly a neo-western adventure in the American heartland. For readers who can handle a smart, controversial female protagonist who's willing to do anything -- no matter how difficult or morally questionable -- in order to survive, the series pulls them in like an unshakeable addiction. . . . Bailey Simms, teen author of DEAD IN BED, is stuck at home with a rare medical condition. Writing is her only escape, so she's determined to keep her salacious series hidden from her strict father. Soon an older boy starts to secretly help her, and Bailey finds new opportunities for freedom she's never had. But as DEAD IN BED grows in popularity, and Bailey's fans start to clamor for the sequel, she learns that being a successful Wattpad author may come with a terrifyingly dangerous price.

* First of all, this story is PG-13 and contains swearing... please be mature. This is a young adult fantasy story with philosophy and real-world concepts mixed in. I have edited it- Since I completed it in 2010, I need to update the relevance of my story. There are some silly moments to appeal to younger readers*- End note *Yes, the first two chapters aren't all that exciting, but they're necessary in order to describe all my characters*- End note. All characters are fictitious- Any relation to other people, living or dead, real of fictitious, is entirely coincidental. All Rights Reserved. Description: Three people unhappy with their lives become stuck in a variety of alternate universes without explanation. Until they learn how to use the gifts they believe they never possessed, they will not be able to leave.

I pulled the window open, craning my neck upwards to meet his gaze. "Stop haunting me." I whispered, voice trembling. He chuckled darkly, resting his elbows on his crouched knees. My voice sounded raspy, tired, hopeless. "Leave me alone." He slowly stretched out his right hand towards me, like the time he had done it at the lakehouse. "I'll help you, Charlotte." I looked down at his hand, then back at his face. His features looked dangerous, his eyes swirling with darkness. "How?" I asked. He grabbed my hand, pulling me up onto the window ledge swiftly, into his arms. Then we fell. ************** I used to think the world around me was simple. It was at the moment I was thrown into the supernatural environment that I began to see how complicated the world really was. I feared for my life. Who could I trust? Then I met him. The puppet master controls the puppet. The puppet master chooses the puppet. The puppet master chose me.

Rose Blackwell is the name, and I am just some normal girl. Ha! If only. Except for the fact that I have huge feathery black wings. My parents once told me that they found me outside their house one night. Both of them decided that they wanted to keep me or adopt me. But now I am almost 18 years old. I turn 18 in couple months, 2 to be exact. I just can't wait! I'm still in high school, and this year I am a senior at West-side High School. My school is a private school, because this isn't a normal school for normal people like me. It's for teenager's like me, who have special abilities. I have made two best friends, and they are Rachel and Emily. Rachel has the power of shape shifting, but she can only do people features. And then Emily, she has the power of talking to animals and healing abilities. Until I find out that one of my best friends have been faking her whole story. Finding my soulmate, which I never thought could happen. Full of adventure, love, horror, and death. Read to find out what happens next! First book of the Fallen Angel Series! Please leave comments and suggestions in the comment section!!

When Thea Meyers was only three years old, The Fall tore apart the place that was once called America. The government shut itself off from the world, leaving all of the citizens lost, confused, and afraid. The world became one where only the strongest survive. And those who are trying to help aren't always the heroes. When Thea is "adopted" from a girls' home and taken to a secret facility, she becomes part of a war, a pawn in a game against time to see who will reunite the world or destroy it. Science has found a way to change someone's DNA and transform them into any type of creature imaginable, but only the strongest can survive the procedure. If Thea dies, nothing would change. If she lives, she could save the world. »» Full disclosure, this story has not been updated in a very long time. Sorry.

Madness can only be written in blood. //#1 in Horror, #1 in Action, #34 in Humour and WATTY AWARD WINNER: One of the Most Addictive Stories of 2014 and Featured Story//A Horror Comedy by 8tracks// You can't spell 'manslaughter' without 'laughter'. An adventure in which she takes great pleasure in seeing a whole lot of blood. CAUTION: Contains sick humour and terrifying insanity. Thus, no lighthearted readers allowed. // Are you ready? Because "some say to survive, you have to be Mad As A Hatter." Cover by @xHeyItsAnnax amazing trailer by @carpe-di3m