Three clans inhabit this enchanted city: Wolves, Huntsmen, and The Red Hoods. However, the Red Hoods have been declining in numbers. When the famous "Grandmother" Anastasia Volkov's murder broke out, the news shook the very core of the city itself. Hunter Investigations appointed one member from each clan to find out the hows and whys and by whom, using any means necessary. The chosen members will face hardships, agonizing decisions, betrayals, and deceits as they investigate Volkov's death. The stakes have never been higher. (For #OnceUponNow) ------------------- Cover by @Abyss-of-Crazy Edited by @SkarlitDawn

"After that night I realized I can't just be friends with her." Can't Be Friends © emmalilius Cover By: @indigogalaxyjas (This story idea came from the very creative mind of @thatsonarryy)

A story of a boy that loves a girl one thin wall away. This story isn't going to be about how a boy fixed a girl, but rather the realization that she could pick herself up without anyone else's hand to help.

I loved her, even if she never knew my name. She was my Ariel, and I know I am her Eric. No matter what she says. #1 in short story on 02/07/18 This beautiful cover was a gift from @Kmbell92! If you somehow haven't yet, please check her out!

❝Brown hair that is nurtured in its tresses, the chocolate brown eyes that keeps me searching for answers, every smile you send my way stresses every question of mine that is left unanswered.❞ Love, Adam Thomas Beaulieu -+- Sometimes facing your fears might mean falling in love... with silence. A boy with striking blue eyes and long, dark brown hair doesn't always have to talk, he could be the quiet kid that spends his days taking care of himself and his sister who has cancer. He could be the beast, the nightmare of your fears. Adam [a-dem] noun. A boy who never spoke... After the tragic death of my first love, I had always found my nose in a book. However, facing my fear of falling in love again was something I never imagined having to do. Fairytales kept me grounded and I had to learn to face the beast alone. After realizing that an invisible connection of no words and only thoughts was how I would confront my beast, things seemed to look up for the best. Defining a silent person is no easy task and trying to understand their life is harder. With silent moments I shared with Adam, the memories we have defined us. From stories, a rose, discovering his story, a dinner and dance, changed the entity of who my silent beast was. ~~~ This story is NOT a fanfiction; characters in this story have their own personalities, stories, and live separate lives than the characters of Belle & Adam from Beauty and the Beast. From OnceUponNow to the Wattys, it's been everywhere! Please consider supporting this story; after all, the live-action film, The Beauty and the Beast, starring Emma Watson is going to be out in March 2017! Vote, comment, share, and enjoy this story! :) #theaccepters #wattpadbooksarerealbookstoo #thepeopleofsociety #wattys2016 #justwriteit Cover: @StrangerSight

~*Neverland is home to lost boys like me And lost boys like me are free*~ ═════════════════════════════════════ In which a boy named Peter helps a girl learn to love herself. HIGHEST RANKING: #24 in Short Story (03-14-18) Amazing cover by @John_Schorwinson ©Lightning_Stryker 2016

Thank you for checking out my #OnceUponNow entry! All votes and comments are greatly appreciated! Amira and the Red Bottom Shoes The war changed everything. My life unwound like a ball of yarn tumbling down a flight of stairs. The streets that were once filled with laughter and children playing were soon replaced with the sounds of war. Gunfire, bombs, and the wails of mothers who had lost their children too soon became my new normal. In October, my school crumbled to the ground. My brother had been lost in the rubble. Mother and Father died on their way to collect his body. In an instant, I became an orphan. The call came three days later. My father's sister offered to take me in. She lived in America. Even in a time of great sorrow, I can still remember the first time I said the magical words out loud, "I'm moving to America." The butterflies in my stomach started fluttering at that very moment and didn't stop until I stepped out of the airport and into my aunt's outstretched arms. But, like most fairy tales, mine new life was not what I had expected nor would it be easy. Would I live happily ever after or would my new life in American turn into a living hell? My name is Amira and this is my story.

{Highest Ranking: #2 in Short Story} One collision. Two strangers. One unorthodox way to pay off her debt. Three weeks of late night conversations. One Date.

"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."

"Help me," a frightened voice whispered. "STOP CALLING, especially at 2AM! It was fun but nothing special, a o-n-e n-i-g-h-t s-t-a-n-d." "Wait, what happened last night?" The boy stifled a laugh, through tears. "Superman lost his spandex's-wait who is this?" "Batman." - A boy made it his mission in grade eleven to add everyone in his grade as contacts. They all had a emoji for their contact name, unless they held significants to him. e.g: :) = 04 982 562 789 Now, two years into college, life is killing him. Literally. So he calls someone in his contact list, not knowing who, just asking for help because he was holding a bottle full of sleeping pills. He was the top jock, quarter back on the football team. Now he's no one.