Nova can't escape the rich town of Riverside, where a tragedy follows her every step, but she can work to uncover who's been lying to her all these years. ***** When seventeen-year-old Nova Nightingale returns to her late mother's hometown the last thing she expects is to be public enemy number one, but the rumors surrounding her mother's sudden disappearance fifteen years earlier follow Nova everywhere she goes. And to top it all off, the local rich boy, Isaac Royal, is adamant about making her life hell. Surrounded by rumors, lies, and a secret keeping the town on edge, Nova has to figure out why she's hated and why the boy hell-bent on making her suffer seems to be the only person she can trust. Content/Triggering Warning: this story contains themes of suicide and violence [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

I opened the rectangle and saw in chicken scratch lettering the name, ‘Thor’ and that’s where it all began. From the moment I opened the tiny piece of paper I was sucked into a world where I finally found answers. By one word I was thrown into a world that held the answers my mother had kept from me for almost eighteen years. That word was Thor.

"ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ - ʜᴀᴜɴᴛ ᴍᴇ, ᴛʜᴇɴ! ʙᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ - ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀɴʏ ꜰᴏʀᴍ - ᴅʀɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴍᴀᴅ! ᴏɴʟʏ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀʙʏꜱꜱ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ꜰɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ!" Sophie Swan, a quiet enigma, always wears her gloves and sketches people she's never met. Reluctantly returning to the slumbering town of Forks, she seeks to vanquish demons and reconcile with a past shrouded in mystery. However, she does not expect the underlying darkness that has manifested itself beneath the small-town facade of Forks, nor the tangled web of lies that she stumbles upon, discovering her sister fixed at the heart of it. Surviving unforeseen events, Sophie unearths facets of her own soul previously concealed. How will she navigate the horrors without tipping off the edge? Returning to her hometown, there may be just the right person to gain Sophie's interest-one with the potential to unravel the intricate tapestry of Sophie Swan's hidden life. ------------- AU-ISH. {Warning!} This book was used as practice for my writing, so the writing gets better as the story progresses. The first few chapters are unedited, therefore cringey and full of typos. Disclaimer! The Twilight Saga does not belong to me! My original characters belong to me like Sophie. Other Characters that you do not recognize belongs to me, characters you do recognize belongs to Stephenie Meyer. All of Twilight Saga belongs to Stephenie Meyer. {Warning!} Excessive amount of blood, gore, and death with explicit detail. Mature scenes will come up, and it is kind of AUish.

Laura is trapped in an elevator. She has been there for as long as she can remember. The elevator is going down. She doesn't think she's alone. . . --- A short HORROR story from the author of CUPID'S MATCH and DEVILS INC. Previously featured on Wattpad. Find me on Instagram @LaurenPalphreyman

[WINNER OF BEST HISTORICAL FICTION STORY IN THE FICTION AWARDS] There is a story that has been whispered into ear after ear across many countries. It's a sad but hopeful story, the story of The Lost Princess of Scotland. You should know that the story I am about to tell you is true. The horrific events within said story are real, however I should inform you that some details have been altered and exaggerated over the passing years so believe as much as you wish... ~~~ Seventeen years after the tragic attack on the Scottish Kingdom, Rosalie is leading a simple life with her Aunt and Uncle in England. Their lives are soon turned upside down when an unwelcome visitor calls upon their cottage. Running for her life Rose stumbles upon the help of Georgiana, Princess of England. Introduced to a whole new way of life, Rose finds herself falling for Georgiana's older brother, Alexander. Lust and power are a dangerous combination and Rose soon finds herself caught in the middle of a treacherous plot. The Kingdom may not be the safest place to stay after all. [[word count: 50,000-100,000 words]]

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...