Dear Reader, It hadn't hit me right away, many things, but especially the fact that I was about to turn twenty years old. It was as if it was just yesterday that I was learning how to make a peanut butter sandwiches, tie my shoes, and draw endlessly with fat crayons--which I thoroughly believed to be a masterpiece. It had to be yesterday, when I was befriending any new person that I met with a dazzling smile. No, those were the years that I was numb--masked from the world and blissfully unaware of the dangers and lingering dark edges of the Chicago city. Life moves fast; terrifyingly fast for some, especially those who try and anchor down each and every day of their existence. For others, it moves drearily slow. I use to be numb, I use to be unaware of the shadows deep within the corners of the earth, the watchful figures around me. I use to draw scribbles, struggle to tie my shoes, and fail at doing the simple things, like tying shoes. I use to make friends with anyone I met and kept that friendship over a promise. I use to do a lot of things, actually. But that was when life was a whole lot simpler, safer, and perfect. That was before I knew about Death. That was before he became my frenemy. Forever and always, Faith Williams *** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

The world is slowly falling into despair. The sand rapidly approaches, bringing everything and everyone down with it. There are only a small handful of safe havens left. Over the past two hundred years, the sand has claimed more and more victims. Avra has always dreamed of seeing the world beyond the city walls. She has only heard rumors of the wonderful land, but those fake stories were never enough for her. She wishes to go there herself -- to the beautiful, peaceful land that she has heard so much about. However, there is a problem. Not one person has went past those gates in hundreds of years. What are the chances that she'll be able to accomplish something that no one else has? Evander is a commander of an army, sent out to discover the mystery behind the destructive sand. As commander, it is his duty to see his job through. He must travel the world in search of answers, risking his and his men's lives for a higher cause. Though, with the team he's stuck with, this may be more than he can handle. In order to save the world, they must be able to work together and find out who is responsible for the exitium's destruction. ------------------------------ Cover by elphadora

A world without death, bloodshed, or social classes. Or is it. The past was locked away, the plagues quarantined, and the warlords murdered. Who will rise to fight. Who will retrieve the truth, and who will keep it secret.

Please understand that due to Death Is My BFF getting published, the original series is on hold!

***Updated on Sundays*** The gods have died and the arkanists have been blamed. Ash and darkness cloak the land, the Evernight, the free folk call it. Daemons rise from the shadows and the nights are long. Alone upon the road, heading to the College at Oldtowne, Hale finds refuge within a book. That book is called, The Arkanist, and tells the story of a boy called Kaedn Fallow. *** Following his father's unanticipated suicide, Kaedn is left alone and alienated throughout the city he has grown up in, faced with isolation, poverty, and questions. He needs to find out why his father killed himself, and starts off by searching through the library, reading the books his father read shortly before his untimely death. While there, he stumbles upon one man's secret, and changes his life forever. Copyright © 2015, Jack Pagliante. All Rights Reserved. Cover Artwork: Marc Simonetti

Beth is always running from love, life and relationships and yet another disastrous break up finds her in a little village in Cornwall. She just wants to be left alone to enjoy the quiet country life and continue her work as a freelance artist. Liam was young free and single, enjoying the sun, surf and sex life to be found living in Cornwall, until tragedy strikes his family and he is left on his own trying to keep the family farm going. Two lost souls not wanting to be saved until fate and a little Cornish magic steps in. NB: AS THIS BOOK WILL BE PUBLISHED ON JULY 19TH, I HAVE HAD TO TAKE DOWN SOME OF THE CHAPTERS. SO LOOK OUT FOR IT ON AMAZON ALONG WITH THE FREE MINI BOOK FROM LIAM'S POV.

This is Book 3 in the Light as a Feather series. Book 1: Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board (available on Amazon & iTunes) Book 2: Light as a Feather, Cold as Marble I would like to extend a giant THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart to all of you who've stuck with these books over the last 3 years.

Watty Award Winner 2011) *ORIGINAL SERIES* This is the first book of the Original Death Is My BFF Series, which won the Watty Awards in 2011! *** Death came knocking at her door. Well actually, he pounded. Faith Williams has always been a little odd, but never before did she think she was one of a kind. Enter Death, the legendary, sadistic, and irresistible Grim Reaper who sparred Faith's life when she was a child. The more she tries to resist him, the more he's popping up in her life and turning it entirely upside down. Death is dangerous with a dark past and a thirst for revenge, and Faith Williams is slowly becoming unable to resist his power over her. Who is the man under the hood? What does he want with her? Most importantly, why the hell does he have a name for his scythe? ** This is the FIRST of the DIMBFF series. *** Fan Made Book Cover uses image from = michellemonique on Deviantart.com! http://michellemonique.deviantart.com/ MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

(A romance set in medieval Scotland) After a devastating war which took almost everything Laird Ryden MacLeod possessed, he was left to die on the battlefield by his enemies. He was hanging on to life by a thread but his faithful warriors refused to let him die. They dragged him back to his keep and thrust the golden, jewel-studded goblet into his hands and forced him to hope and believe in its magic. The goblet was given to his ancestor by a Faery Queen after he saved her from a trap and returned her safely to their world. The Faery Queen said that should his clan fall into peril, they need only fill the goblet with blood sacrifice and one of them shall come to aid. That night, the goblet was filled with blood and as he took his dying breath, he gazed upon the most beautiful lass he’s ever seen. A lass who looked like the one he married years ago who disappeared after their night of passion. “What is your wish? Ask and it shall be yours as promised by my ancestors.” The fae woman vowed in a soft voice. In the Laird’s delirious state, thinking it was not real and it was all a dream of his wife who left, he replied with “Stay with me.”