Living in the aftermath of a vampiric invasion is not easy, especially if you are human. But if you are human, and you find out you posses some sort of magical powers, it's even worse. Even more so if the vampires find out, and rest assured, they will. Emily Carthwright has been on the move most of her seventeen years. After being yanked away from the life she's always known, she must now try and survive, as she discovers who she really is and what her real purpose in life is, in a world where all seems lost to humans. Highest rank: #21 in Vampire Cover credit goes to @-rayofsunshine - She's incredible! Finalist in the YA Book Awards hosted by @youngadultreads © Copyright 2012-2014 All Rights Reserved.

WATTPAD FEATURED BOOK Highest Rank: #2 In Werewolf WARNING: NON CLICHE. "Move or I'll put soap in your eyes." I warned, as Ocean continued to block every step of mine. "You're the one who's in MY way... YOU move." He commanded with a hint of amusement in his voice. "If you don't move I'll nipple cripple you..." I threatened making him bring his arms up to cover his chest. "Why would you want to violate mine when I always take good care of yo-" I slapped my hand over his face before the word left his mouth. ---- A pack surrounded by tall walls. No one could come in, no one could get out. An Alpha notorious for using guns instead of claws. Why? No one knows. Since Naya first met Ocean, she knew he's been hiding something from her. What? She was dying to find out. After all, she was an Alpha herself. It was uncommon for two Alpha's to imprint on each other. But, nothing about Ocean and Naya was normal. They had extraordinary secrets and with extraordinary responsibilities. But they must figure out their purpose quickly, before time runs out. Before someone else much more powerful catches up to them. Someone who's been around for centuries. --- ~ Warning: This is a NON CLICHE story that doesn't normal werewolf trope on here. There are no rouges, no cliche packs or pack wars or crazy over brooding Alphas. This is a high fantasy werewolf novel. It will not follow the usual werewolf rules nor is it set in this world.~ Editor: Zoriey and Sweet_Lovexx

"Our next is a girl of eighteen summers. She has smooth, unblemished skin and has been schooled in the arts of love and seduction. But most of all, she is untouched." my auctioneer and captor said as he paraded me in front of the men. They eyed their fill of my body but they were forbidden to touch. "Bidding starts at two hundred pieces of silver." I was returned towards the stage as the men stated their prices. I was a rare commodity: a slave girl yet untouched, eighteen, fertile when the land has been struck with a plague that left women barren. The price for me reached eight hundred silver coins and many have already backed down. "Two hundred gold coins!" a man spoke up. It was he, the man who stared at me with passion and desire in his eyes moments ago. That was quite a sum for a slave! "Two hundred gold coins going once, twice... Sold to the King of Ivaris!" the auctioneer shouted. There it was. My fate was sealed. I am a love slave and it is just my luck that I am sold to the same cruel king that destroyed my kingdom. *A story of love, of gods and goddesses, of reincarnation and magic, intrigue and betrayal, of kings and war...*

I'd Like to think I was a good person, before it all began. I didn't cheat on tests, or steal. But throughout my entire life, I was treated if I were a monster. At the age of five, after several agonizing tests, I was diagnosed with Reactive Attachment Disorder. But not even that title could describe just how strange I was. When another kid got hurt, I would cry. Whenever someone else was told a funny joke, I would laugh hysterically. People looked at me as if I were crazy- and for while I agreed with them. That was until I, Caddie Jones, was exiled to Nox Haven Academy, a school for truly special kids. Not the mentally ill, psychotic kind of special but the magical kind. Like witches, vampires, fairies and werewolves. Call me crazy if you want, you wouldn't be the first. But the stories are all true. The supernatural did exist and I was one of them. Life there was cool until suddenly, I was faced with two-faced witches, egotistical princes, hormone driven werewolves, and an army of evil warlocks who were threatening to destroy the world. ... Maybe Nox Haven was a school for psychos after all. ---------------------------------------------------------- Highest Rank: #2 in Paranormal 1st Place winner of The Night Shift's Killer Competition 4/10/16 Illustration by: Stephanie Pitino (www.ClairObscur.fr) (1st book in series)

"He who was born from the darkness and forged in light, an eclipsed prince with both sun and shadows on the palm of his hands. He will rise to claim the crown, beware, the night king will come." ✧✧✧ cover by @weeknder #195 in Fantasy

"To trust someone is to place your life in their hands, either a blessing or a curse. And if I were to be cursed, it wouldn't be by you." A tragedy unforeseen. A death written by destiny. Dawn and Dusk Willows' lives are turned upside down one fateful night when their mother is murdered by a mysterious man. The peasant twins are torn apart, stranded on different corners of the world. Different kingdoms, different upbringing, different fates. She's a mere commoner; he the future king. Her flames seek out her long lost twin, his ice crystals carving out a path for him. Her temper knows no bounds, his calm attitude perfect to play tricks on others. Dawn enlists a band of outlaws' help to search him, while Dusk longs to avenge his mother one day. Their paths had converged long ago, yet remained intertwined in the intricate web of fate. Now they shall meet once more. Fire will clash with ice. Blizzards will blaze. And the embers of frost will fall again. ~ Slow and sporadic updates ~