Now A Wattpad Featured Story... A collection of short stories where faeries good, bad, and just plain scary roam a world of Rock-n-Roll and Marilyn Monroe. ♛ CONTENTS ♛ 1. Truly Elemental // 1957 2. Barren // 1941 3. Red Cap // 1962 4. Dress Up // 1950s 5. Over Your Grave // 1956 6. The Bleeding Boy and the Bruja // 1946 7. Changeling // 1940s 8. Jack Be Nimble // 1950s 9. Drown //1958 10. The Dryad // Holiday Special

I found this book. It's for dead people. Yeah. I'm a little worried. A short story about what really happens when you die. A Wattpad 'Featured List' story and winner of the 'HQ Love Award' in the 2014 Wattys! I hope you enjoy it! If you do, please check out my new short story collection for Kindle, 'The Good Death Guide and Other Tales', featuring extra passages from the Good Death Guide! http://www.amazon.com/Good-Death-Guide-Other-Tales-ebook/dp/B00SPRQY4Q

Misunderstood and overmedicated, twelve-year-old Lilith Bloom finds the prospect of a grand family reunion decidedly dull... That is, until she discovers that the rose garden surrounding her grandfather's Berlin mansion is, well, completely and utterly carnivorous. Armed with Panther, her talking pet whippet, and the help of the mute boy next door, Lilith must unravel the secrets behind the mysterious estate, all while her family remains gloriously unaware that they are about to be devoured.

I was a young girl living in ancient China during what became known as the Tang dynasty. I was found abandoned on the doorstep of a monastery by the monks that lived there, they called me Nǚhái or girl. My mistress called me Yīnghuā or Cherry Blossom as she found me in my blossoming Cherry tree. My mistress taught me to read, write and do sums from the time she found me and she trained me in martial arts even though it was frowned upon for a girl to learn. She instructed me up until my last round in what would come to be my last tournament, it would be years before I would see her again. With China torn by civic unrest and a gravely ill Emperor, the Crown Prince needed a bride of common blood that could quiet the people of the lower classes. When I was caught competing the Prince saw in me that opportunity and the power to keep the noble class from turning against the Imperial family by possessing the beauty they prized and gain approval from the military leaders for my fighting ability. In the end I was given a choice, marry the crown prince or perish and the latter was not an option.

Set in the late 17th century in the Qing dynasty during the reign of the Kangxi Emperor, Mei Xiang met a prince who stole her heart. At first, it was a challenge to tolerate him and then it become a challenge to be with him. Obstacles were thrown in her way and she tried her best to move past them. Soon enough, she found herself sitting upon the Empress Dowager position. It was then she realised that sometimes the one you love the most becomes the one you most fear. [2/5-304 in HF] [6/5-297 in HF] [30/6-273 in HF] [4/8-266 in HF] [6/8-221 in HF] [9/8-176 in HF] [21/9-155 in HF]

She was as gentle as the rain that fell on the bamboo leaves. Innocent as the summer scent that brushed against the ripening wheat. A princess in ancient china, she would follow myths and legends until she became one herself. She was a rose who would become the gilded fire lily, the symbol of war and revenge. All of creation would know her name as she takes her ranks among the gods. Her hands would signal the rise and fall of nations and the fate of the gods themselves. From chess piece to grand master, Yu Zhu's journey will take her far and across all the realms until she claims her destiny.

When Aurélie is invited to spend the summer helping her eccentric godmother Lena, set up a cookery school in Paris, she just can't resist. Three months in the City of Love with one of her favorite people. There's just the small issue of a very irritating Parisian art student and a very handsome American tourist to contend with. No big deal, after all, cooking is like love, it should be entered into with abandon, or not at all.