*Winner of @theCRYPTIC_'s Herculean challenge* https://www.wattpad.com/360142228-the-herculean In a dead world, machines have kept civilization alive for centuries. But when those machines suddenly stop working, a young boy is thrust into a dangerous game of survival. Hunted by demonic assassins, he has to uncover the truth behind the dormant machines before everyone's time runs out.

Siena can heal wounds with a touch of her hands. A captive since birth, she is used as a tool of war by a Plainsmen tribe. A chance escape into the forest proves successful... and deadly. Rescued by the Forestfolk--a group of people she always thought were nothing more than bedtime stories--Siena remains on edge. Trust does not come easily when persecution is all she's ever known. Keeping her abilities a secret seems like the right thing to do, until a tragic accident renders two Forestfolk spiraling toward death. If she chooses to reveal her abilities, she risks being subjugated again. Treated as no longer human. Maybe even sent back to the Plainsmen. But keeping her talent to herself means ignoring the injured around her, even allowing them to die. The choice seems obvious to Siena, but living with the repercussions of that choice is another matter altogether. A journey of self-discovery, a bit of adventure, and a splash of romance. On the Wattys 2017 Shortlist!

Sagas have no beginning or conclusion! They begin long before we know and continue even after they have ended. Mahishmati, a kingdom in ancient India, has witnessed the ugly face of ambition, power lust, manipulation, jealousy, crimes against humanity, a vicious cycle of deaths and vendetta for the sake of its throne. The whole kingdom has seethed and raged in this smoldering cauldron for twenty-five years. The rightful heir of the kingdom, Mahendra Baahubali returns after twenty-five years and avenges his parents and saves his motherland from the evil clutches of the tyrant, Bhallaladeva. Under the watchful eyes of Kattappa, the royal retainer of Mahishmati, the wise and enlightening counsel of the Queen Mother, Devasena, and his Royal Consort, Avanthika's constant and unwavering support, Mahendra learns the ropes of kingship and begins ruling Mahishmati. A short grace period of peace and prosperity ensue. Mahendra has become the proud father of a bright and vivacious daughter, Bhagiradhi and is eagerly awaiting the birth of his next progeny. At this point, things start going terribly wrong for this royal family and kingdom. In a world continually in flux, a world where what appears in not what is true, where the strongest of relationships are forged out of grand lies, can the siblings stay true to themselves and their inner spirit? Can the younger generation step into the shoes of their illustrious forefathers and reinstate the former glory of this once proud kingdom? Follow their journey in life as they leave their imprints on the sands of time and annals of Mahishmati's history. Note: This is the first draft of this fanfiction. A lot of things can be fine-tuned, polished and improved during the editing process. But since this is a fanfiction, I am going to leave the story in its first draft. Imperfect as it is, I am hoping the mistakes are not too distracting. Wishing all of you a happy reading!

Marcie is an oddity in her village, the daughter of a widower with both village and outsider blood in her veins. She cares for her drunken father, and struggles to fit in with the rest of the village. Everything changes when she comes across two dragons, a mother and her new born, and unwittingly becomes the Tamer of the baby dragon when his mother dies. This new unlikely bond completely changes her life and opens doors to her future that she would have never thought possible whilst also causing her pain and heartache.

#ProjectWomanUp This time, she will fight for honour; he will fight for his honour. *** Behind every village God or Goddess in India, there is mythological tale. But what if behind this village Goddess there is a tragic past. The past that is 500 years old. The past where foreigners had started their invasion. It all started with Durga and Rudra entering a grama-devi temple. In her dreams, Durga saw Kanyaka. She saw how a rajadasi becomes queen of Sahasyabhumi. She saw how a rajadasi holds one of the greatest secrets of this famed empire. She saw a skilled woman warrior who can be shrewd. Life threatening calls, near to death experiences, stunning revelation of 500 year old truth, can Durga and Rudra ensure safety of an important secret? *** Sequel to Durga; do read Durga before you read this story. *** [Completed] [Third person POV] *** Updates: Two updates each month. *** ©2017 by Likhitha Reddy

"You'll do anything will you?" Keeley smirks, a mischievous glint lighting up her brown eyes. "I dare you, Jade Elsie Brooke, to break into Trystan Woods house and steal a pair of his boxers without him finding out." Jade Brooke was the dare devil who had never turned down a dare, no matter how bad it was. So when a simple game of truth of dare ends up flipping her life upside down in the form of a dare, she has no one to blame but herself. Trystan Woods was the boy out of reach for most, who stood at the top of the high school food chain. Everyone loves him, and he was the football team captain. Jade had never interacted with him, until the day she was dared to break into his house and steal his underwear. The only flaw in the plan? When he catches her in his room holding his boxers. || Humour #1 || // this story is in major need of editing and sucks quite badly so read at your own risk you have been warned \\