"I told you I'd find you." --- Jade lives in a world where everyone has a tattoo identical to their soulmates. Everyone has one...except for her, A crime punishable by death. Jade has always stayed out of the limelight, trying to avoid getting caught by the Authorities but when a special six-foot something sexy as hell prince waltz's into her home and whisks her away, will she be able to run away? Will she discover his secrets? Will he find out she is unmarked? --- Highest Ranking: #4 in Fantasy

EDITING [WARNING: MAJOR cringe ahead! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!] What happens when the Bad Boy says: I love you? What would you do? For nerd Maya Granger, she did the second thing that came to mind - the first thing being ogling his perfection - she punched him. However, instead of leaving her alone like she thought he would, the Bad Boy, otherwise known as Ryder O'Connel, continued to stick around, determined to show her just how sincere his words are. #21 in Romance 10/05/16 Copyright © 2015 by awkward_tumbleweed

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked Xander, my voice void of any emotions. I was in my warrior stance in front of the whole pack. Back straight, hands folded in front of me and feet shoulder-width apart. I know I looked composed because that's my training. Be composed; don't lose control. Don't lose the battle. But all I wanted to do was run into his arms. Beg him to reconsider. Promise him that I would be the best for him. "I, Xander Valverde, Future Alpha of The Nightfall Pack reject you Anala Rozinov as my mate." With those words, I felt our bond begin to break. It was agonizing like being whipped and have those wounds have acid poured on them. That burning sensation started in my heart, and I felt it spread throughout my body. I took a shaky breath but remained cold and emotionless. I needed to leave quickly; I need to find somewhere safe. "I, Anala Rozinov, Daughter of Beta Keone Rozinov accept your rejection as your mate," I replied my voice, surprisingly even and cold. "You are now free to join the Alpha King's Army. Please go pack your things and report to my office. The King will be sending someone to collect you." He said, his voice rough with emotions. "Sorry Alpha. But I have decided I will go rogue." There were gasps among the crowd. The Alpha looked appalled this wasn't a part of the plan. No one refused the King. But I refuse to be another playing card for another pack. No more. I want my freedom. If my mate isn't it, I will find my own way. PS: I do not own any of the images used within the story; they have been borrowed from Pinterest or Google and belong to their respected owners. #TheLitAwards2019

Trackers. With their duel colored eyes, that tattoo on their faces, and their unusual gifts, its not a surprise why normal people are scared of them. Lady Scarlett, or better known as Dark Tracker Scarlett, is all too familiar with others being afraid of her. Her freedom was taken from her because of her special powers that came on that horrible night. However, her fate of forever being feared and caged changes as Death comes and gives her a kiss, sending her to Death's Academy. She didn't die, she was just recruited into the all male school to train with the most deadliest of trackers. Trackers that are to work for the hidden Prince of Death himself; if they can make it. As soon as Scarlett steps into the academy, trouble is already stirring. From the group of boys that she meets as soon as she opens her eyes to the mysterious Tracker Isaac, her fate is just starting to be spun. New and old Kingdoms are going to war, taking more and more trackers to destroy each other. Death is ready for this war. However, something unknown is stopping him. He continues to stay hidden from the world, nobody knowing his face; yet toying with everyone all the same. Follow Scarlett as she journeys through the twisted game called fate: meeting friends, foes, and old enemies that all want one thing... Death's little assassin; then Death's ending itself.

**SPINOFF TO SHADOW** Being surrounded by Supers when you're not one yourself is pretty strange, to say the least. For one, they're always running off to save some damsel in distress or rescue a kitten from a tree. That means that I have to share my notes from chemistry class with them when they miss school. For another, they might start talking about things that you can't relate to. "Oh, man. The feeling of a bird crapping on your face while you're flying three hundred miles per hour over the thousand foot skyscrapers? Horrible." Lastly, you kind of get left out of the Super loop. You know, that gossip of the Round Table that's only shared between Supers? Yeah. I'm that outsider. But the difference is that this time, I think I didn't just know a few things that could help the superheroes out. I knew enough to become a spy for them. My name is Cameron Knight, but the rest of the world will know me as Inferno. _________________________ Cameron Knight had a rough childhood, sculpting her into a slightly reckless teenager when she grew up. When she was taken under the cloaks of two superheroes eight and a half years ago, she got used to the fact that her life wasn't normal and it never would be. She was surrounded by Supers wherever she went, between her adopted parents and her best friend. She didn't think her own apartment would fall victim to another Super, or that it would be a villain. "I never wanted to be a superhero. But I guess being a regular old hero every once in a while isn't so bad."

I live in a pretty screwed up world. I mean, we all do, but mine's a little more screwed up than your average American city. First off, I have that cliché sort of crush on my best friend. The second part of that cliché is that he's interested in every other girl but me. Second, we have superheroes. A lot of them. Flying everywhere like annoying insects, teleporting like it doesn't scare the crap out of the rest of us, defeating bad guys like they're the new Mr. Incredible. The whole works. The third thing is, I'm one of those superheroes. My name is Kiera Knight, but the rest of the world knows me as Shadow. _________________________ Kiera Knight has been saving Cryptic City from her nemesis, Blaze, for two years now. As soon as she thinks she's got him under control, the wildfire spreads chaos through both of her lives-as Shadow and Kiera. But she soon finds out that masks can't hide every secret, and she might have been helping guard a secret that could put Cryptic City in ruins. "I hate supervillains. But after being a superhero, I think I'd prefer to be a supervillain now." _________________________ (I seriously didn't even think of Keira Knightley when I made up her name. Just thought I'd let you know.)

Ri likes a quiet life, without drama, and certainly without all that mate crap that the world seems to revolve around. To her exasperation, it seems to be all anyone cares about, looking for, finding and then claiming their mate. Well, that won't be her. She has a secret. She has managed to suppress her scent, so her mate can never find her. She has other plans and they don't involve having her head and heart messed up by hormones and matehood. Because she knows who her mate is. Damian, warrior and son of the Clan leader. Her friend. And if he ever finds out...

Dragons like princesses. Everyone knows that. But the kingdom of Teana is pretty lacking in maids of the royal variety - which must be why Alannah finds herself tied to a pole, surrounded by sheep, and in the most ridiculous white dress she's ever seen. Only she's not a princess; she's a witch. And she's not interested in being another notch on this dragon's belt. All she wants is get back to her Grandmother's shop, and back to her normal life. But she's days from home, and her only assistance is a blundering knight-in-training, a recently captured slave - and the dragon, who follows them around like a curious puppy. A large, dangerous puppy that can look human whenever it chooses - yeah, she's definitely in trouble. BETA/DRAFT: All rights reserved. Visit www.lemedlock.com for information on upcoming stories.

Siena can heal wounds with a touch of her hands. A captive since birth, she is used as a tool of war by a Plainsmen tribe. A chance escape into the forest proves successful... and deadly. Rescued by the Forestfolk--a group of people she always thought were nothing more than bedtime stories--Siena remains on edge. Trust does not come easily when persecution is all she's ever known. Keeping her abilities a secret seems like the right thing to do, until a tragic accident renders two Forestfolk spiraling toward death. If she chooses to reveal her abilities, she risks being subjugated again. Treated as no longer human. Maybe even sent back to the Plainsmen. But keeping her talent to herself means ignoring the injured around her, even allowing them to die. The choice seems obvious to Siena, but living with the repercussions of that choice is another matter altogether. A journey of self-discovery, a bit of adventure, and a splash of romance. On the Wattys 2017 Shortlist!