A collection of poetry For any teenager Who feels alone, And ugly. This is for the ones who just need a rant session. This poetry collection Is for the outcasts, And for the goldens, Because here we are all anonymous. Well, except for me.

"How did you find this place?" Zia asked the King, speaking for the first time since entering the tent. "I've been searching for the location of your Headquarters for months- years, really." Donathan admitted. "We only found it when we got wind that two new recruits would be coming here today. My men tailed them here this morning and sent for me as soon as they were certain of the location." The tent was silent. Finally Arch said thoughtfully, "You say you come to negotiate?" The King nodded. "Very well, then," Arch said, "I will oblige. If I do answer your plea, can I insure that this camp and all those who live in it will remain protected and untouched?" Donathan nodded thoughtfully. "Yes, I believe you can." "And," he went on, "can I trust that this place will remain secret to the outside world?" "My men are sworn into secrecy," the King assured him. Arch fell silent once again. This quiet seemed to last longer than all the others. Zia wanted to know what he would say, and His Highness and Jay appeared to be in the same boat. "Very well, then," Arch said, stretching forth his hand for the King to shake. "When shall we sort out the details?" Cover made by the incredibly talented @italychick

As an important pawn in her father's game of chess, Violet Alexander has one simple job: smile pretty for the press. But even this proves too difficult. Her mood has seemed to be permanently dampened by her father's perpetual need to lock her sexuality in a box that not even she is granted access to. Brooklyn Frank has spent her entire life worrying about how she'll get by- where her next meal will come from, how her next bills will be paid for. Moving from job to job, criticized for something she can't change and won't lie about, Brooklyn can't seem to catch a break. But the two have yet to meet. And when they do? Who knows ~ things change. ~NOTE~ This is a modern retelling of the Russian fairytale "The Princess Who Never Smiled", written for the lgbtq contest 'Once Upon A Time'.

"What happened?" he asked sternly. She sat still and made sure her hood was covering her bruised cheek. He noticed her unease like no one else. "Nothing." She answered. He mentally noted the scratchy sound in her voice. He carefully walked towards her while shaking his head. "Who is hurting you?" WARNING: Adult content, strong language, violence, and a lot of sexual content. This story is graphic and may be too intense for some readers. I suggest readers 17 and older. Read at your own risk.

A collection of poems by an artist and her colorful mind.

Life couldn't be more mundane for sweet, kind, and naïve Kiara Reeves, who has been bussing tables to make ends meet. Until she unexpectedly finds herself in the arms of a handsome billionaire. Blue-eyed, dark-haired, and enigmatic, Jasper Lockhart comes from a world of wealth, power, and sophistication. Despite being worlds apart, Kiara is drawn to him, enthralled by his presence. And soon, their friendship blossomed into something more. But fate has other plans for them... ...and now Kiara is knee-deep in trouble. And like a knight in shining armor, Jasper comes to her rescue. But little does Kiara know that Jasper's help comes with a price THIS IS THE REWRITTEN VERSION. NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON and Radish fiction Copyright © 2019 by Kashmira Kamat * * * NOTE*: THIS IS NOT A CLICHE BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE. CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, AND A PSYCHOTIC MALE PROTAGONIST. THIS IS AN UNCONVENTIONAL ROMANCE, NOT EVERYONES CUP OF TEA.

He was the prince who got away. He had it all - power, fame, glory, honor. (Did I mention the unlimited supply of money, alcohol and women?) Yet he chose the human world. She wasn't shy, quiet or even remotely sweet. She wasn't your girl next door and she certainly was not a princess. When Victoria is hired to kill a mysterious stranger, she didn't know she was dealing with royalty. Of the immortal kind. Their worlds are about to get intertwined in a way neither could've foreseen. Welcome to a place where pretences are everything and everyone lies to get what they want. There will be scandals. Conspiracies. Betrayal. Love. Vampires, angels, magic and smoking hot men. And of course, a whole lot of "What the hell just happened?" *** Current ranking - #1 on Fantasy Wattpad Featured book Fiction Award Winner 2017 Completed

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.