A short story in which he finally realises that he needs to let her go... #127 in Short Story - 25.02.17 Copyright © 2017 @_illuminating All Rights Reserved Cover by @asterism

Life is a maze, a colourful confusing one at that. Trapped and entranced in my books I never thought I would find a perfect man. No man was like the novels. But I was proven wrong when he stepped one morning into the crowded hallway of my High school. He was art, my dilemma. My mother's dream son. My love... But I never gathered the courage to tell him. And then he was gone for a long, long time. Five years later, I saw him again, standing at the end of the aisle. Waiting for me. His face was dark, all the youth drained off it replaced with sculpted male features. But his gaze was fixated upon one woman. And that wasn't me, his bride, wrapped in white as I walked down the aisle. It was her; it was always her. He loves her. ****** Available on Dreame! Please go support me there!

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.

" he broke up with his supposedly true love, her. she can't seem to do anything but write. " 「 watty award winner 2015 / #1 in short story 」 copyright © 2015 by 13-year-old layla all rights reserved.

As a 'fat girl', Quinn Jones' life consists of problem after problem, leaving her quite insecure. Moving to a new school for senior year didn't help that either. With a new set of people to stare at her, she's terrified. But then, a miracle happens. Connor, the school's toughest guy, decides to watch over her, making school seem more survivable. Watch Quinn's journey of acceptance and love as she goes through her senior year.

"I'm pregnant." and "I never cared." are two deadly sentences that Aerial Mason never wants anyone to say to her. So how ironic is it when those exact words are said by her best friend and the one she loves the most?

A NOVEL ON STOCKHOLM SYNDROME BOOK 2 OF A THREE BOOK SERIES *TRIGGER WARNING* This book contains scenes that some readers may find disturbing... and also slightly annoying. "Miss. Iris, do you believe she has a point?" she asked and returned to her seat once again. "I don't think so, her father and uncle deserve to go to jail." My answer extracted a smile from her like she was proud of my response. "My name is Christine; I am a renowned medico-legal psychotherapist. Been in the business for over twenty years and that is what a case of Stockholm syndrome looks like. In my years of experience, we see situations similar to this but its our job to help the victims realize" "Wow..." I started, really amazed at what she had said and what her work entails. I was only concerned why they locked me in a room with a psychotherapist "it must be difficult at times" I added. "yeah, its difficult every time" she laughed "but today isn't about me, I have a question for you." There was a brief pause in between before she carried on "Does Hunter deserve to go to jail?"

Since the first time the prince of the Underworld can remember, he has been drawn towards Helen of Troy. Hers was the face that launched a thousand ships and started the legendary Trojan war. He grew up believing she was meant to be his and endured the pain of unrequited love in the process. The problem? Thousands of years onwards and Helen is still in love with Paris. Another problem? The Fates, themselves, decree that Helen and Paris are fated and everything is as it's meant to be! Aidon will never give up though. Armed with the power to control time, he goes back through time to find a way to save the gods and goddesses from Erebus. But he also has plans on using the opportunity to make sure that Helen never married Menelaus and never met Paris. But isn't fated love a love like any other and nothing can stand in it's way? Or there's another twist to this story? Maybe someone else is meant to be with the prince of the Underworld? Truly, the only way is to go back through time to find answers and at the same time, figure out how to defy fate. ***Credits to @DarkLeague for the cover***

Aerith always believed she was an ordinary mortal-clumsy, geeky, and completely out of place in the world. But on the eve of her 18th birthday, she discovers a shocking truth: she's no ordinary girl, but the long-lost daughter of the Fates, destined to rule the Underworld as Hades' queen. Thrown into the realm of gods and monsters, Aerith must learn to navigate her new life among immortal beings, where loyalty and power shift like the winds. Tutored by gods, pursued by ancient rivalries, and bound to Hades-a brooding, powerful god who's been waiting for her for centuries-Aerith faces the daunting challenge of learning how to rule an entire realm while still figuring out how to be herself. Can she rise to the challenge of ruling alongside the enigmatic Hades, or will the forces that oppose her destiny tear their fated union apart? With humor, heart, and a touch of magic, Aerith must learn the ropes of royalty and love in a world where even the gods themselves play by their own rules. How to be a Queen is a fun and fresh take on Greek mythology, blending romance, adventure, and self-discovery into an unforgettable journey through the immortal world.

After falling in love with Hades and moving to the underworld, an ambitious, untried demigoddess makes a bid for the position of queen. ******* In the sequel to LEXI'S UNDOING, Lexi ditches her old life to live with her handsome god in his castle of the dead. Actually, the place is not so bad, and she forms a bond with some of the inhabitants who have suffered under the rule of their oppressors. Lexi's compassionate nature doesn't let their exploitation go unchecked, and egos fly when she challenges the gods to change their evil ways. Oh, and there's also the matter of Hades's mate to manage. CONTENT WARNING: This story may offend the sensibilities of those unfamiliar with the sexual exploits of the gods. I suggest you drop your inhibitions at the door and embrace your inner nymph. COPYRIGHT NOTICE: This work is owned by the author. Please do not attempt to plagiarize or Zeus will strike you down with a lightning bolt. IN OTHER WORDS: If you find this story on any platform other than WATTPAD, I did not allow this. You may also be exposing yourself to malware. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe form, do it here on WATTPAD. COVER ART for this story and the rest of the Lexi series was done by @arpeggio-