Everyone is hiding from something; a secret, a lie. Mine just happens to be a curse, one bestowed upon me before my first birthday; a curse that says I'm supposed to die before I turn sixteen. But that isn't going to happen, because I have a plan. You see, it's impossible to prick your finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel if you're locked in a cell.

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

*New to Wattpad! Advice needed!* The Kingdom of Azalia has been known for it's many achievements, the conquering of Dralon, the exile of the Regalian's, and the blessing of Rea. Luna and Sol, the King's daughters, are just another achievement. Sol was born with the gift to manipulate everything under the sun. Likewise, Luna was gifted everything under the moon. To all of the other Kingdoms, Azalia is untouchable. It's fortress is made out of grace and beauty, its honor made of thorns, and it's army made of strength. At least, that's what Luna was raised to believe. What the Kingdom never told her was that the walls were made from prophecies, which have long been coming. Luna's fragile world of acceptance and beauty comes raveling apart when a new threat arises, and Luna is forced to leave in hiding leaving behind her Kingdom and sister. With only her wits, her gift, and grace she's forced to find refuge within the Regalian's. A tribe full of mystery with it's own exotic history. Within the tribe she comes face to face with two choices, two fates. An assassin, or a tribesmen. In the end it's all clear. Will Azalia Fall?