Gwenwyn is the most miserable princess ever, and for good reason. Merely brushing up against her or touching her exposed skin is enough to cause painful burns, or worse. And if that wasn't enough, she's just discovered the singular reason for her existence - to act as the king's secret assassin, murdering neighbouring...
Reaka is an Aikoade or siren. Everyone hates Aikoade because they can steal the very thing everyone holds most dear, their lives.
Highest ranking: #1 in Teen Fiction -- "Sunshine, what guy do you know has a weird fetish with sign language?" She's the aftermath of a high school party nightmare. Tragedy robbed her of her innocence and stole her voice before she had the chance to speak out. The court called her a liar, and the guilty was set free...
For eleven years, Oakley Farrell has been silent. At the age of five, she stopped talking and no one seems to know why. Refusing to communicate beyond a few physical actions, Oakley remains in her own little world. Bullied at school, she has just one friend, Cole Benson. Cole stands by her refusing to believe that sh...
Born mute Scarlet Solomon has never muttered a word in her life. Relying on sign language, and notes- Scarlet has no issues communicating. What her issue is lays within herself. Some say it's a curse, others gift, or a special ability. Born with the ability to move things with her mind, Scarlet is Blessed. Stolen and...
We've all heard the tale of the kidnapped princess who is rescued by the handsome prince, but let's add a twist: the princess is unable to speak, and the dashing prince is replaced by a simple goatherd. Princess Mirabel, the mute princess of Lucerne. Tomas, the lowly goatherd from Pommern. When Mirabel is kidnapped...
Elenor's life has not been easy. Day in and day out she is forced to clean up other people's messes when all she really wants is to escape the abusive relationship she is stuck in and clean up her mess of a life. Could a stranger in the diner be the answer to her prayers? Note: This piece was written when I was 18. It...
"Why do we march?" I ask my mom as she tucks me in to bed. "There are bad people out there, we have to march to save them." She tells me. Meet Harley, a flower child. From as long as she could remember her mother tied flowers in her hair, she wore dresses with pants and converse, and they marched every weekend...