Looking for recognition? *Hey, don't let the reads deceive you. This contest will be real. All I need is a few Angels to enter and it will grow.* You've got the works, the smarts, and the motivation. All you need is this. I run many competitions as time passes, where there are plenty of opportunities for you to shine. The prizes vary, from a shoutout, votes, recognition, to a official label. Enter to find out what's awaiting it behind these cheesy, closed doors. And have at it Angels.

Love. Betrayal. Hate. Fight.

Looking back, I am still unsure whether it was the pizza stained footsie pajamas I was wearing at the time, or the fact that I am twenty years old with no friends. Though after telling my mom the way I saw the world she set me up with a therapist who needs therapy, and continuously attempts to talk me off a non existent ledge. My new therapist stuffs a cream cheese bagel down his throat every fifteen minutes, and makes me write in a dusty black journal that he found in his dusty office that is covered in old streaks of coke. To feel better about myself, I drew a sunflower and scribbled "Sunny" on the cover of my new journal...oh and that is my name by the way.. Sunny.

He has almost reached the bridge. If he reaches it and crosses it, he will escape me forever, and I must return to the Grandmothers to face my disgrace. But he speaks to me--in my language. Can it be that...we were mistaken? Cover credit to the amazing @kenzie_writes! Author's note: This piece was supposed to be a short story, but the most consistent feedback I've gotten on it is that it feels like the start of a much longer piece. If you have any ideas or insight regarding how to create a sense of closure, please leave a comment or message! Thank you!

Amidst a world built from the ruins of old prison colonies, a trio of women bond while stuck working for the same obnoxious dragon. Before long, they're plotting to teach the dragon a comedic lesson in respect. Meanwhile, an enigmatic and dangerous female gryphon digs deeper into the many secrets buried beneath The Mire. Secrets better off forgotten... Secrets like the one hidden beneath all the treasures and black powder weapons of the dragon's hoard... A bartender. A thief. A runaway princess. Paddles. The Maiden Squad: A fantasy comedy that's never what it seems.

The Nettles Traveling Troupe is out of money and stuck in a town more interested in vulgar spectacle than their art. Ned, Ben, Cici, and the rest of the troupe struggle to raise enough money to get themselves back to a more respectable town. Charlotte Mayworth may be the only girl in town who loves the shows they put on. As her interest grows, the dislike and malice of the rest of the town seem to grow as well... Updates Weekly Cover credits to the amazing Micah Nicole! <3