[ #JustWriteIt - #WattyAwards2014 - #NaNoWriMo ] Princess Maxine's family suffered the heartbreak of her mother's kidnapping years ago, but it's in the past... or so they thought. There's more to her kidnapping than Maxine ever knew, and it's become painstakingly evident that she's next, especially after a pirate attack that led to her disappearance. If only she knew why. Among the confusion of being forced prisoner, no one dares speak a word to her of what Captain Avarice has planned, and her mother is a topic that none of the pirates would touch with a ten foot pole. It's agonizingly obvious that whatever Avarice has planned, it's far more terrible than anything Maxine would even consider. Crossed between her desire to go home, and a growing appreciation for life on the sea, Maxine finds herself falling for two men at once, befriending the crew, and stuck in a rut where tensions grow high around the conflicts she faces. Amid danger and romance, Maxine's life is about to make a turn-for the worse or for the better? [CHECK OUT THE TRAILER!]

Shannon Adams the ex-wife of the Billionaire, Bryan Myers. She is an intelligent 24 year old, who wants sweet revenge. Bryan Myers, the ex-husband of Shannon Adams. He is the typical 28 year old player, who dates models and celebrities and them throws them out like trash. But what happens when the love of his life comes back? Will he fight for them? Or will she break his heart?

Sang has been haunted her whole life by a sick boy with an obsession. Tired of being on the run she settles at Charleston to see if her fortune has changed.

THIS BOOK IS RATED R READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. IF YOU'RE GOING TO BE A HATER GET THE F*CK OUT. END OF -Blue

Motel 6- where you may find cockroaches in the showers, questionable food in the vending machine, and maybe, possibly, some love along the way. © Copyright 2017. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com.

I watched Reese lips move as he read out the contents of the letter, then I watched everyone's faces as they took in the words that were coming off the paper. As I looked around the small group, I realized that these were the people that I had no choice but to depend on for awhile, and one of them was going to get hurt. It didn't matter if we did everything right, someone was bound to get hurt in this game and I couldn't help but to feel like it would be all my fault.

*This is a fan fiction based off of C. L. Stone's Ghost Bird series. Sang Sorenson is a very perceptive girl, shy and quiet with many hidden abilities and a huge heart. Watch how this little girl walks her own pat in life changing the life of everyone she meets, even if only for a moment.

"Take my hand Kieran... I swear... I promise... I won't let go."

One event. Twelve ladies. Four challenges. Twenty clues scattered through out the castle. Winner wins the hand of the handsome Prince Derrick, and the throne to both the kingdom of Arnaldo and the kingdom of Hester. Evaina was just a slave. A slave mourning because of her parents death. When the event happened she was awaken from her much needed sleep and sent out to find out what made the whole kingdom speechless. An heir was needed. With only one royal member left that could perish at any minute, they needed to find someone fit to lead and the approval of the king himself. The law states that if it was needed King Andrew's 12 best-friends daughters were to compete in a competition that would point out the skills and traits needed to rule, only the true winner of that competition would have the capability to lead, and the respect needed from the kingdom. With Evaina winning the heart of Prince Derrick she's determined to win and will do anything too, but will she?

*Spinoff series off of Incubus!* * * * * * A mysterious boy. Rachel has to adapt to the new secret visitor that only she knows the truth about. A boy and a girl. An unconscious, forbidden love. * * * * * My breath caught in my throat as I looked down at the boy huddled in the corner of the shed, his luminous and electric eyes slowly closing. He didn't know I stood there, open mouthed and witless, watching him. But there I was. And if on that day my mother hadn't asked me to double check the doors on the shed so raccoons wouldn't poop in it again, I would have never discovered him. He would have just disappeared like a ghost. I knew what he was. And he wasn't human even though he looked it. He was far from being a human. * * * * *