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Eighteen-year-old Rose Davies is a fresher at the prestigious Cambridge University. She dreams of punting on the river, reading Shakespeare in the famous library, and getting to know a town steeped in history. But Trinity College's newest professor, Christian Howard, is a dream of a very different kind - and, impossibly, the image of the man who saved her life when she was only six years old. Soon, Rose is swept into a world she never expected to find; filled with angels and demons, a war raging eons, and a discovery that will change her life forever... She is the key to ending the Eternal War, but Heaven & Hell will do whatever it takes to ensure the other can't have her...

I felt the sweat trickling down my face, my breath was barely there. Lance was far ahead, his endurance surprised me, what motivated him to run so painstakingly fast every time? What... Motivated me? The snow fell from the heavens, a remnant from two years ago. When I passed the old willow tree, I remembered Grace again, like I remembered her yesterday and the day before that, and the day before that one. She was the only reason I had for putting up with that hag's ridiculous routine. I gathered my strength and trained my eyes on the horizon, picking up my speed after finding my stamina, I sprinted to Lance, just like I had done everyday. Without any words passing between us, we both ran our hardest toward the same goal. - Here is Marie Eloise Ashwinter, at just twelve years of age she's catapulted into a world of magic and mayhem after the supposed death of her dearest friend Grace. Along with her companions, unique in both ability and personality, they will set out on a journey riddled with danger. From a lecherous warlock flanked with an army of maids, to the foreboding keep of the Winter Witch that sits at the heart of the Northern Mountains. Learning in love, mistakes and friendship, Marie fast approaches the threshold of adulthood as a fistful of obstacles lie in wait. With the loss of her parents plaguing her past, the absence of Grace consuming her at present, and a world of adventure awaiting her future, she will blossom into a woman who shall inspire a generation. Credit to @hunterarc for this beautiful cover! But seriously, I highly recommend their cover shop; Ray's Graphics

"*Completed*"I froze the first boy I ever kissed. And I don't mean he got cold feet..." Megan is pretty unhappy when she's forced to move to a tiny, freezing town in Canada. It's going to be totally boring, right? Things heat up when she discovers that she possesses a growing power that's becoming more and more difficult to control. Not only that, but the power has attracted some interesting people. A smouldering young man who claims to be her rescuer, and his icy but attractive enemy. They're both claiming to be the good guy, so who exactly is she supposed to trust? Megan finds herself embroiled in an ancient battle between two kingdoms, slowly discovering an identity she never knew she had. Cover designed by Marie Tilmant

Cathellyn Anders is born in the Outlands during a night of winter- a birth that is rare in her land, doomed to be a peasant ever since she stepped into the world. Though the fate was inevitable, she fought and manage to gain knowledge of hunting from her father who she loves to death. At the age of twelve, she was a fierce hunter, providing food for her family and keeping them alive. Also, at that age, she was already fatherless. Great grief struck her as her father was taken and executed by the Valarians, the nobles that lay comfortably in their gold-riched land of Valaria. Three years later, Cathellyn grows cold and alone in the forest. Her days becomes still and unmoving, falling in a routine of; hunt, kill, provide. Hunt, kill, provide. Hunt, kill, provide.Until one day, she met someone that she thought she would never meet in the forest. Valarians were normally stoic, nose-high-in-the-air kind of people and uncaring of the people of the Outlands. But this one is... different. She decided she would take her chances with Ethan, the prince of Valaria. In the Outlands, the flame of hatred towards the nobles have been bigger than ever. Curses are being shout out and blood threatens to spill. It doesn't help that Cathellyn's twin sister has a strange habit that she doesn't knows about. In her life, friends are made and lost like the wind in the forest. But this 'friend', she wants to keep.

The kingdom Dulcia has fallen. Dark creatures have invaded the palace, inslaving all those who work there. The royal family--the only ones able to stop the creatures--have vanished into oblivion. No one has seen or heard from them since the fall. There are rumors. Rumors that they escaped the castle, rumors that they are assembling an army to fight the creatures known as Muraes. Only one thing is for certain. No one knows where they went, nor do they know if they will come back. ________________________________________ Every year, Clair's family goes to the king of Arium's palace for of the most lavish Christmas party imaginable. They meet family, old friends, new acquaininces--anyone they possibly can. Clair never enjoys the huge parties. She prefers to be by herself, drawing or dancing. Until, one year, everything changes. Presented with the most beautiful gift she could possibly imagine, Clair is filled with joy. She clings to her wooden doll with her life, never letting go. When she wakes up one night and it is gone, she panics, searching for it. Only to find a hideous creature. When she is rescued by the same doll she loved, Clair is suddenly swept up into a world of magic, lost kingdoms, and lost royalty. But she is also in the world ruled by darkness. ________________________________________ "When snow falls, the kingdom dies. Light will leave, Dark will rise. It can only be stopped by treasure as pure as gold, as light as air, but strong and bold. Only then will the leader rise, out from ashes and hidden from prying eyes." ***** 2018 Wattys Shortlist 2018 Wattys Longlist Featured story Awesome cover by @elphadora ***** Loosely based on The Nutcracker (both book and ballet)

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."