Why is life nothing more than a constant battle? Always has to be survival of the fittest, always that constant battle to the top. That's all that really matters, no many how many people you have to push down you have to come on top. Well there's a place where all can be equal and no one has to fight up the ladder. A place that is more beautiful and peaceful than life. ~*}DEATH{*~

In a dimly lit market place, surrounded by hagglers and merchants, thieves and magicians sat a lone and beautiful girl. They call her Ophelia (although that is not her real name) and they say she can see the future. It's a lie, of course - a trick - but they do not need to know, for the truth is much crueler than the illusion. She is a Deathwitch. Ophelia lives a life of dark spells and black magic. She is a finder of lost things, a musician to the dead and a teller of tall tales. And yet she, herself, is a part of a much bigger story, a story of sleeping witches in glass coffins, of bottled souls and undead bandits. She is a Deathwitch and she is going to save the world.

Hey guys it's Dylan. I got really inspired to do this horror/romantic story lately. So there's not a lot much to say, so here it is.

In the unused railways beneath the streets of London lives a peculiar sort of folk; the outcast; the overlooked. Valerie Glass wasn't always a Sewer Rat. She remembers the days of splendour, dinner parties and extravagant gifts. She was to be a Lady, envied for her beauty and cleverness. One night before her very eyes her future unravels. Her mother is murdered by wildling vampires, her father's body torn to pieces. It would have been her fate too had it not been for Cordelia: a vampire who still sees the beauty in humanity. Valerie escapes with Cordelia to Underlondon where they remain hidden for a decade. With no warning strange things begin to plague the city. Harlots go missing only to turn up several days later with their throats torn out, hearts missing. Thieves are found wandering the dark streets above eyes glazed over and mumbling an archaic incantation. A war is coming and a boy with eyes the colour of jade believes he is the key to Valerie's survival.

[Camp Nanowrimo Project] They watched him grow up from the gaps in the floorboards. They waited for his dreams to die and his hope to wither. They fed on his dying childhood. They. The monsters.

They say I’m a beast-bred for destruction. That I would be a God-a king-among the human pawns. They say that I would be the key. The key to unlimited power. They trained me. They molded me. They made me into a killing machine, ready to attack at anyone. But I've still got a mind of my own. One that doesn't like where my life is headed.

"My Mama hates me. She's jealous of me. She hates me. She hates me." Read at your own caution. This is a dark story.

The Gemini knew that there would be consequences to breaking their underworld deal. They just didn't know how big said consequences would be. Really fucking big, as it turns out. [Paranormal #79 - 12/29/13] [for NaNoWriMo 2013]

•Snow White, a high class, bad-ass vampire who seeks vengeance towards her still living after a millennia, vampire hunting, jealous prone stepmother by seeking for a poisonous apple that can make any wish come true. •Jezabelle Beast, or Belle, is a werewolf royalty who ran away from her pack after being banished because she refuses to be mated with another werewolf that she never met. She leaves with the impression that a magical rose can change her fate. •Aurora is a shapeshifting princess who has been hiding in a small cottage in the woods with her aunts. During the time she has been hiding, her aunts called her Briar Rose to protect her. One day, her aunts were attacked and she came to the realization that the bedtime story they have been telling her is about her and her own curse. Now, she is searching for revenge and a chance to lift her curse. When these three misunderstood princesses cross paths, they are thrown into a massive chaos that only the three of them working together can overcome. With their own goals to fulfill and their own villains to conquer, will they ever get their monster fairytales?