Random thoughts of a weird individual.

Annabeth was a quiet girl. Now she's and outspoken billionaire. Percy was a detention regular. Now he's a special agent for the FBI. Piper was always unpopular. Now she's a rising star. Jason was always popular. Now he runs his own lawfirm. Leo was the class clown. Now he's the prime suspect. Frank was the failing athlete. Now he's a football star. Hazel was an artist. Nothing much has changed. The last time they saw eachother was at their high school graduation.

"I have to go." "But I'm not asleep yet," he mumbled out, squinting his eyes to see me in the dark. "I can't stay here the entire night Ash," I said, flinging my leg on the other side of the open window, shivering from the cold air. I was halfway out of his room when his voice stopped me, "Why not?"

As if in slow motion he snakes his arms around a very tall stunning girl who looks like a goddess herself. Then all of a sudden he smashed his lips against hers... My chest tightens as I can feel my heart drop and break into pieces down by my feet. There it is my fear completely unfolding in front of my eyes. (the description is not very good but pls give the story a shot ) Cover by: ME edited by: SareenaDaredia #8 in HUMOR 06/07 #39in TEEN FICTION (04/29/15) © All Rights Reserved 2014 kreachermuch

Seventeen year old Kacey Aspere isn't ready for marriage. Especially to her childhood friend who she hates. Can she handle the heat her soon-to-be-husband throws her way or will she burn in his flames?

Highest Ranking: 2 in Historical Fiction, 30 in Fantasy I looked up and saw him for what Father truly was. He looked tired and for the first time I saw how little he cared about them. His thoughts were elsewhere as he looked longingly at his two rings on his ring finger. Pharaoh was suppose to resemble a god and as I looked upon him now he was but a mortal, lost and weak. "This seems very important to you Father," I said carefully. He looked at me with sad eyes. "This alliance is very important to me, Kamila. It shall benefit our country. Orbus is a very powerful country, probably the most powerful in the world." I nodded in agreement even though I knew nothing of the extent of Orbus' power. "You may not understand now Kamila, but you will soon. You are smart, the smartest and most favored of my daughters. I need you to learn and study as much as you can for the good of our country. I invited them hoping we could unite our nations..." he trailed off and played with his gold ring. "And you hope to unite our nations through marriage?" I understood it all now. The question is who was he going to offer to Prince Atticus? Heat began to rise within me. "Precisely," he smiled slightly. There was no one in the room but us. It was empty where no one but a few servants could hear us. "I intend to marry Jamila off to Prince Atticus." That's when my heart sank. -------- Kamila... a name that suited the princess of Ancient Beliba for she was perfection. She was born with beauty from the gods, but when she meets a godly prince she must learn from their encounter that beauty is not only what a princess needs. A princess needs to be clever, and a fourteen year old such as herself was not so. Well... she was until she met him... Her ancient kingdom is becoming a place filled with snakes trying to snake their way to the crown. Will Kamila fill the prophecy of the gods to unite two powerful nations? Or will she fail?

Just when the world is about to get hectic between rouges and packs, the goddess promises a saviour to rescue the innocent and punish the evil. They will face many hardships with their friends and family, to help them through this the goddess also promises a guider who will stay beside the saviour and assist with these problems. They will have the power to know when this Great War will come. The saviour will be granted 3 random powers which will assist them which will be develop depending on several situations they are put in. The saviour and their mate will be the most powerful pair no-one will be able to go against their command, not even the strongest alphas or even the king and queen of wolves, but this will not happen until they have mated. They will risk their lives to save the weak. If they succeed in saving the wolves, They will be given the choice of leaving the world and becoming the next god/goddess or to stay on earth with their loved ones. An event will happen which will make them doubt their own heart, and depending on their answer they will be greatly rewarded. This will come true as it was prophesied. They will be unique and distinctive as the saviours coat will be white. The only true white wolf that will live during this time. This is the legend of the White Wolf. ______________________________________ Avery didn't find her wolf spirit guide like any other werewolves would. She was born without a inner wolf causing her to get bullied by members of her pack. During her 17th birthday she has a dream of a magnificent white wolf. White wolves were suppose to be extinct due to hunters hundreds of years ago. She finds out that this wolf is now her spirit guide and she can now transform into her wolf form. She must now find out the secrets of the legend of her white wolf and the hidden ending of an intense battle... Copyright © 2024 Willowtree147 ™ All rights reserved.

*Wattpad Featured Story* While forbidden fruit is said to be sweeter...it usually is. Elliot Monroe always found herself tangled when it comes to love and relationships. Hunter Graham is no exception. He is her secret. And it's beautiful

She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.