Hi Guys this give this a go if you think you're brave enough to hunt a Threshakar!!! Crackling embers burst from the top of the fire in the center of the group. There's more to the people sitting around it than meets the eye; the one group are primitive indigenous to the land, the other futuristic and space fairing. Yet here, amidst the glowing red hue, they are equal......

A DYING EARTH The world is but a shadow of itself-the skies as crimson as blood. The land seeping acidic sludge. The people, miserable. Lycan Federation-the only habitable geographical area in post apocalyptic earth, situated in Africa-is ruled by fascist communists called Echelons. Society is split in a caste system; the green Lycan Cities are shrouded in a field that sustains their environment whilst the diseased Fringe Towns cling to the edges of the cities. Distraught. A GRIM PROPHECY Mori (a cyborg) and Aṣa (a magic using Fringeborn) must abandon their daily lives in Lycan Federation to become hunted outcasts on a perilous journey to save an elder witch. A journey that shall end with either the destruction or the repair of earth. AN IMPENDING REVOLUTION The F.R.A. (Fringe Rebel Association) have sworn am oath to snatch the world back from Lycan Fed. They will gladly die to see earth back in its full glory. Lemi (a former Lycan scientist) enacts a curious plan to fulfil the F.R.A.s aims. In the end, destiny will have its way.

The Lonely Someone "No, no no, I'm late again!" I rush past all the people slowly dragging their way around. I looked down at my watch 5:51pm beeps at me. This has happened three times already. I told the people at the meeting that I had to go, but did they really care? No, or I wouldn't had been late again. I huffed and puffed as I took my last few steps to my destination. I really hope I'm not too late; it's like clockwork if you ask me, my whole day runs by and somehow I always end at this very point. I look over the bay's calming water; past the busy buildings towards the tall dark figure towering over everything. Hey Guys!!! So its round Seven of the never ending Battle between Wesley-Skye and Myself. Wesley says that this story is not challenging enough, so guys let me know what you think.

Hey All you Watt pad Lovers, another watt pad user and I are competing in a friendly competition between us and we'd love it if you could please read, leave your suggestions or comments below. Also bear in mind that this is my first short story so Grammar and spellings errors would be found. Thanks a mill guys. My arch competitor user is the watt pad name is Wesley-Skye, so please go read his awesome story called A flower for my love where you can check it out and be a part of an epic writing battle. Enjoy. PS we both used the cover to draw inspiration for our story which just proves how amazing we thinking as individuals. Best of Luck Wesley-Skye!!

Hellos All you watt pad users, round two of the personal competition has began between watt pad user Wesley-Skye and myself... please check out our stories and comment. All thoughts and comments are welcomed. Wishing Wesley-Skye all the best, I hope you ready for round 3... I'm sure I'll kick some Hayes butt then.

Hey All you crazy Wattpad fans. Here is round three of the friendly war between Wattpad user Wesley-Skye and myself. we wrote a short story from the words "Left Behind" so Check out both stories and dont forget to comment , leave sugguestions and tell us what you think... dont worry, Wesley-Skye wont get hurt if you love my stories more. Good Luck Wesley-Skye ... you need it

Lady of the Lake Can I tell you a tale? , no, not just any tale... a tale that is as true as my very existence. A tale that has been passed down from generation to generation and would probably be repeated for many more to come. I do pity the men and women who decide to change this tale as dreadful things happens when you make up stories and I'm not talking about your nose growing big or falling off nor am I talking about going to hell, but yes, dreadful things happened indeed. In my case, I know the truth and it is the truth I am going to tell you today. Many years ago, 51 to be exact, to this very day, our great-great grandfathers set foot on this land searching for some good land that would not only feed our people but would allow us a chance to grow and thrive... Hey All you crazy Watt pad fans. Round four has begun of the friendly war between Wattpad user Wesley-Skye and myself. We both wrote our stories from the same picture. so Check out both stories and don't forget to comment , leave suggestions and tell us what you think. Well Wishes Wesley-Skye

An eerie tune played in the background as I felt a wet and slippery tongue like roughness run along my arm. I tried to pull away but the ropes that were used to bind me were preventing just that, movement. My mouth was gagged with some feign cloth and my saliva soaked into it, causing my mouth to dry out. I could feel my wrist bruising from the ropes above but I didn't care; I would break them if I had to, I would do anything in order to get far away from whoever is doing this to me. Another wet stroke trailed up my neck. Nausea washed over me as the realization of what was bound to happen hit me... It was going to happen again tonight... Hi Everyone, this is the 5th story challenge with wattpad user Wesley-Skye , PLEASE NOTE: ALL SENSITIVE USERS THERE ARE HIGHLY DISTURBING DETAILS HERE IN , SO PLEASE BE AWARE.

I ADMIT IT... I did it because I thought that there was no other way out of this. Trust me, I have tried every possible way to get out of the darn arrangement and every single way pointed in one direction, weather I liked it or not... so what was I suppose to do when this golden opportunity rose ... well, take it that's what... Hi Guys here is the sixth story between Wesley-Skye and myself. Please read, comment and leave all and any suggestions. xoxo Sanjalisha