** Formerly a Featured Wattpad Story ** Seventeen-year-old Crystal White is the new girl on Starfish Island. Dragged to the remote community by her environmental activist father, she is eager to find fun that doesn't involve touching fish guts or listening to local folklore. During a midnight swim with some new friends, Crystal is pulled out to sea by the waves. Convinced she's going to drown, Crystal is rescued by Llyr, a handsome stranger. As she searches for him in the following weeks, she finds there may be more truth to the Starfish legends than she thought. Over a sizzling roller-coaster summer, Llyr introduces Crystal to magic she'd only ever dreamed of. But as Crystal comes to love Starfish Island, it begins to drive her family apart. A nearby power plant is devastating local marine life, and her parents are stuck in the middle. As the magic and mundane parts of Crystal's life converge, she finds herself risking everything to save Llyr, her family, and herself. © Copyright 2014, All rights reserved

[Zeus x Hera] (Note: Rake is an old term for player) For thousands of years, the Queen of the Gods has put up with her philandering, arrogant, conceited and uncaring husband. She became known as a jealous and vindictive queen. But turning your husband's mistresses into a cow was justified, right? But what happens when she reaches the end of her rope? Hera, the Queen of the Gods who also happens to be the Goddess of Marriage decides that she's had enough. She leaves Zeus and all of Olympus behind so that she could go to the Mortal Realm and experience a different kind of life. She reinvents herself and finally gets to do the things she longed to do. Finally, she was free! But as they say: you don't realize what you have until it is gone. Zeus, the King of the Gods, wants Hera back in his life. This time, he decides to turn all his charms to wooing his wife and gaining her back. But will Hera be his wife and queen again? Will she be able to change the set ways of the King of the Gods and reform the rake in him? ***Credits to @DarkLeague for the cover***

[COMPLETED!] (Sequel to How to be a Queen) Aerith and Hades already have their fairytale ending. They've also been blessed with twins: Aidon and Aurea. I'm Aurea by the way and this is my story. When I was born, the Fates declared that me and my brother will live a difficult life. And I guess they were right for we were both born with no powers. We were two new immortals who cannot be a god and a goddess for we had no powers. Is this a curse? Nah. Maybe we were just born this way or maybe we were just late bloomers? I sure hope so. Oh, one more thing. When my brother and I turned eighteen, the Three Fates came to our party and allowed us each a question. Being a naive little girl, I asked. "Who will I share eternity with?" They answered with: "You are meant for death." Well what did they mean with that? Am I meant to die? Will I ever get my powers? Will I ever find someone who'll love me? Will I get the fairytale ending my parents have? ***Credits to @DarkLeague for the cover***

If you can see them, then you're already dead. If you can hear them, then you're not far from it. If you can smell them, like the forest they live in, then avoid danger at all conceivable costs. Because they're the monsters in the shadows of Harvey Hill's forests, and their king needs his queen.

Religion rules Constantine's world...and she has been condemned as the Spawn of the Devil. She is a Champion, a human being blessed with superhuman abilities by the deities of her world. However, her patron happens to be the Lord of War and Strategy - and women were never supposed to be Champions of War. In order to survive in a world that would rip her apart, she disguises as a boy, training to fulfil her supposed destiny. But fate has other things in store for her. An ancient evil is rising - and only Constantine may have the power needed to fight it. Along with a brash warrior and a too-perceptive scholar, Constantine begins to unravel secrets of a prophecy foretelling the end of the world. Now, she must learn how to fight evil with nothing but a magical knife as well as powers she knows next-to-nothing of. The real problem though? She may have been the one to call the great evil in the first place. ************ Now a Wattpad Featured story! Highest ranking: #1 in Fantasy Cover by @seventhstar Previous cover by @TrafficCop Original cover sketch by @MissBookNut, colours by @AFlyingPug

In the night when the kingdom of Incantasi has been conquered by the tyrant Henry, Cassandra Monfort is born-a girl who could save the kingdom from the evil ruler's hands. When the seal appears on her twelfth year, her whole life changes. King Henry orders the execution of her parents, and it happens before her very eyes. But luckily, Cassandra is saved by a group of bandits who takes her in their care. She vows for revenge, an oath to make the tyrant pay for her parents' unjust death. Bryce, the leader of the bandits, hides her identity by making her dress up like a man and trains her to be a fighter under her new name, Miles. A plan is all she has. But things get shaky when she meets the Prince of Incantasi, Lancelot. The once driven Miles finds herself falling for the man who is the enemy's son. Will she choose her heart or the fate of the kingdom that lies in her hands?

"Here you go." He said, putting the plates in front of me. He gave me a fork and knife, along with butter and a small bowl filled with syrup. I looked at him, and raised an eyebrow. "If I die of food poisoning, I'll make sure my family sues you." I said, seriously. He smirked. "Touché." _________________________________ Arranged marriages are messed up. Many people think so. So it's bad when a person who agrees to agree that arranged marriages are wrong, suddenly finds out that she is in one. Really bad. Especially for me. I hate arranged marriages. But if life is a pain, you got to expect something, right? Well, I thought I've already had my stuff from Sherlock. But reality isn't like that. Instead, the weight put on my shoulders was unacceptable. I am supposed to be legally bound to a big-headed, careless, man-whore, billionaire, by the name of Daniel Stevens. I, Samantha Chris, am in an arranged marriage. _________________________________ Copyright © 2014 TheInfiniteImaginer

I bursted through the doors that lead to top of the roof, I was crazy I knew it. i walked to the edge of the roof and pushed myself up so I was standing on the edge of the roof. I looked down where I could see cars speeding by and small dots of grass that just looked like a giant green meadow from here. I finally removed my right foot from the roof and stuck it out so it was over the edge of the roof then I took one tiny step forward, and then I started to take another, but two arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me back onto the ground. Daphne has been haunted by the man that killed her mother right in front of her, while she hid behind a near by rock and watch from afar. That dream that haunted Daphne for 9 years of her life, now with her new life going into high school in the middle of the year and going back to school for the first time sense she was seven. Daphne is scared of a simple brush of the shoulder or hand thats until she meets Derek, Derek is the badboy of the school and its hard for her to believe that he is the one person she's not scared of, he could brush her hand or shoulder and she wouldn't scream in fear or flinch away. Derek wants to help Daphne, but Derek has one thing going for him and thats his image witch he cant ruin so he decides against helping Daphne and keeping his badboy image untouched. Sure Derek thinks it will be easy just don't go near her, but once the unthinkable happens he knows he has to help Daphne weather he looses his image or not. This is my first story on Wattpad. Hope you like it :))))

PUBLISHED UNDER CLOAK POP FICTION I am Aramis Rayne. Immortal. Full-time familiar. Short-term goal: Rescue my boss from total annihilation. And how to do that? I'm going to need a miracle.

PUBLISHED UNDER CLOAK POP FICTION What's dead should stay dead. When you mess with the natural order, things could go horribly wrong. Having a six-hundred year old rotting soul, for example. Or discovering that your boss is the son of the Devil. I am Aramis Rayne. Full-time familiar. Part-wraith. Occupation: prevent the end of the world. Sounds impossible? You haven't seen the worst part yet.