Sirius Black told Harry that there were four Marauders. He told Harry that his best friends in school were James, Remus and Peter. He told Harry that there were three unregistered Animagi at the time he was at Hogwarts. He lied. There was another, only one other, who Sirius never mentioned. Perhaps because they had a falling out... perhaps because something happened to her. Rowan Mulciber is the missing Marauder, and this is her story.

After escaping a stalled elevator into a zombie apocalypse, Emily must learn how to trust people again or risk losing everything in this terrifying world. ***** For Emily, every day of the last two years have been a blur. She keeps her head down, takes her college courses online, and only goes out to work at her mandatory internship. But all that changes on the day the office elevator breaks down, leaving her trapped when the screams begin. And when the doors finally open, revealing a dystopian world ruined by bloody teeth and disease, Emily is launched into a terrifying run for her life, caught between the strangers she's not sure she can trust and the man-eating monsters that hunger for her flesh. Now she must learn not only how to survive in this new and dangerous world, but also how to overcome her own inner demons before they cost her something more precious than her life. [[Wattys' Shortlist]] [[Promoted by AMC]] Content and/or Trigger Warning: The story contains some gore, violence, strong language, and dark themes. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

Why do we stay alive? Why don't we go hurtling over the cliff at the smallest problems? It's simple, it's a battle. The joys pull us away from the void, they counter the problems dragging us down. There are strings on both sides tugging and fighting in a never ending tug of war. But these string can break. They wear away, snap, form, strengthen. The scariest is the heartstring. The most powerful yet destructive, it always has a story. All we can do is pray it's a good one.

Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

Tessa Hart has a secret, but she's too scared to tell a soul... ||Mystery Thriller#1||

Blackmail. It gnaws at you from the inside, compelling you to follow. Asher Kennish seems to be the victim of the plot. Forced to spill secrets. Forced to comply. Forced to bow down. Why Asher? Is it because she's easy to attack? Or because she breaks quickly? No matter what, every blackmailer has a reason. Cover made by @-rayofsunshine

Highest rank- #116 in short story Coming out of the closet. That seems hard. But what's harder, is to realize that you are in the closet. Paige is trying to figure out the world. At the same time she is finding herself.

Highest Ranking- #176 It all started when Lily decided to move to London, away from her closest friends, her sister's literally, Larisa and Kiara. Now in London, with new clothes, friends, school, subjects, and then the main thing, guys. Watch Lily blossom into the sweet red rose that she is...

Highest rank - #32 Amelia is a minion. Minion as she believes is someone who mindlessly follows people. All she wants is to be her true bookworm-y, nerdy self, but because of Katelyn the Queen Bee's wrath, she decides to become a minion to save herself from the horrors of bullying. That is until she met Ethan, a cute nerd who has a lot hidden in his past. Read as Amelia's monotonous life takes a turn for better or worse.

REVISED EDITION My head throbbed and I wrung my hands, chewing my food really fast. My head was swarming with thoughts, out to destroy. Trust no one.