What do you think would happen if you started seeing glimpses through your soulmate's eyes, knowing you're due to meet them in a week? [Book #1 of The Soulmate Series] © felicitate | 2015

What if the thread you're holding on to finally breaks? What if you had enough? What if you just can't take it anymore? Juliette is a werewolf but not just any normal one. No she's not alpha or beta or omega. She's special because she was born in a family of brilliance, not the parents but the kids. Considered as a failure compared to her siblings, she's treated like trash ever since her 6th birthday but never has she thought of running away.She loved her family even if they can't love her back. Heck, even her own mate rejected her and she's still hanging around though she does try to escape but somehow she always ends up back to her mate. She's learned to live with the hurt but an unfortunate incident leads her to the point of breaking. One night, during a Hunter Attack, she was taken by them and was never heard of again. But there is an old saying that the past will always catch up. --cover credits to asterism --this story has not been edited so grammatical/spelling errors shall be present. You have been warned.

Dominique Weasley knows she’s ugly. Unattractive, unappealing-just positively un-everything. She doesn’t have the same Veela look as her siblings, nor can she pull off the red hair like the rest of her beautiful cousins-she’s the odd one out, the sore thumb-the beast without her own beauty of a prince charming. Now in her seventh year, Dominique swears it’s going to be different-so she says goodbye to chocolate and sweets, hoping to look even a little like her sister and mother, with their willowy figures. Soon she cuts out everything, but it’s not working; Dominique is still ugly, and her sister is only the more beautiful. No one seems to notice Dominique wasting away, how her heart and soul along with body is slowly starving-except Ben Wood. Ben tries to reason with Dominique, but all she wants is for one person to call her pretty.

In every stupid and cliché teen fiction story, there's always the blonde cheerleader that people think is a complete bitch and acts as the sinister antagonist of the story. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm that blonde cheerleader that people think is a complete bitch and acts as the sinister antagonist of the story. Is it my fault that I was born with this hair color or with the blue eyes? Is it my fault that I worked hard to be the leader of the cheer team? And how come there's always this goody-two-shoes who comes in and rains on my parade? Let's list off the criteria: Blonde? Obviously. Blue eyes? Like, as you say, "a reflection of the ocean" Cheerleader? Complete with the uniform. Bimbo? My grades beg to differ. A bitch? I'm not even going to deny it. Antagonist? Well, I'll let you be the judge of that.

"Every princess needs a prince charming." "Or a knight in shining armor." Sophia Heart Valentine makes all her fans scream by the mere mention of her name. She's Hollywood's Princess after all - the singer and actress that can make anybody fall for her charms. She's struggling with the life in Hollywood while attempting in vain to stop the changes it brought to not only her looks, but her whole personality. Throwing in her father's engagement with a girl she never met, a summer visit from her best friend that she has a crush on, and a movie deal with the arrogant Hollywood's Prince, she knew her life is just about to become ten times more complicated.

Seth's Place: serving dessert, coffee & hugs around the clock. ++++ He cautiously lowers himself down in the seat next to me. I use the sleeves of my sweater to violently rub the tears out of my eyes. If only they'd just stop. My breaths are ragged and I choke on my own words. "I-I I don't need a-anything, t-t thanks." My face is wet and my vision is blurry, but the look on the stranger's face tells me that he isn't going anywhere. "I'm sorry, miss." His voice is calm and soothing, as if he deals with situations like these all the time. "But it's only my first day, and it's my job to make sure that all my customers are happy and satisfied when they leave." I laugh humorlessly. "A-as if food could m-make me f-feel any b-better." I raise both hands to my face, a failed attempt at trying to cover up my hideous state. "Perhaps not," he admits. He counts on his fingers, ticking off one. "So maybe food isn't such a good idea. But how do we feel about coffee?" I finally make eye contact with him, and I can tell that he's genuinely trying to make me feel better. He's not just doing his job. I take a deep, shaky breath. "No, I don't think coffee is going to help me e-either." The stranger frowns slightly, and his brown hair falls in front of his face. "Okay, no coffee either." He ticks off another finger, leaving only one left sticking out. "So as it stands, you've said no to both desserts and coffee, which leads to the only other thing we serve." I blink back tears. "And what's that?" After everything that's happened today, I'm actually quite surprised at how well I'm doing, considering the circumstances. "Do you need a hug?" And that's all it takes for me to fall apart. ++++ In which Seth Wright spends the night trying to piece together Harper Quinn's broken heart. (cover by @SurroundedByThorns)

"Ignore their stares, they do nothing but remind you that you are alive." When Alexandra Knight was offered a rare scholarship to attend the most prestigious boarding school in Europe, she didn't have to think twice before accepting it. It doesn't take long for her schoolmates to notice that she is different from them, and Alexandra quickly becomes the centre of attention when she runs, quite literally, into the most popular boy in school- just not in a good way. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • THE ROYALS SERIES, pt.1 Copyrighted.

Where a naive girl with lots of baggage and a rockstar that can't seem to think of anyone but himself fall in love over the span of 24 hours

[COMPLETE ✓] Rumour has it that a new guy is joining our class this year. All the girls are going crazy, imagining all the case scenarios from cliché YA books: mysterious, rebel, bad boy, werewolf, fallen angel, even vampire! The worst part, I don't even think they have read the books; they only watched the films. However, it doesn't make much difference to me, it's not like he is going to see me. No one sees me. Oh but don't worry, I got used to this and I learnt to enjoy it. Believe me, being unseen has its perks. I'll show you. ⋙⋘ Illustrator: Sarah Bochaton