Samuel Hicks, a normal nineteen-year-old boy, finds his life completely changed after he's kidnapped and brought to a hidden island. Filled with sarcastic robots, illusionists, people who can control the weather, and man-eating turtles, the island is far from ordinary. Samuel Hicks and the Unseen Island will take you on a brand new YA fantasy adventure. Be prepared for magic, plot twists, excitement, and a touch of humor. You are cordially invited to the unseen island. Your next adventure begins here.

Love and revenge don't end with death. Exiled for her mother's sins, Suzume lives in a remote mountain shrine training to become a priestess. She would give anything to return to her old life at the emperor's palace. When she accidently awakens a sleeping dragon posing as the mountain god, she thinks he is the answer to all her problems. But she gets more than she bargained for when she unleashes the Dragon, Kaito. He has been sealed away for five hundred years and now he is hungry for revenge. The woman who trapped him may be dead, but he will settle for her reincarnation and he chooses Suzume to join him on his quest for vengeance. What he doesn't realize is Suzume is that priestess reborn. Now she must find a way to seal the dragon once more before he learns the truth. ***This is a draft version of the now published The Priestess and the Dragon. The published version has added scenes and content. To purchase the revised version please follow the links on my profile.*** ~~~~~~~A DRAFT VERSION OF BOOK 2 IS NOW BEING SERIALIZED ON WATTPAD~~~~~~~~~~

The palace is a graveyard of dreams and hope. It slowly lures you in with its mesmerizing beauty, giving silky promises of power and wealth. But as soon as you take a step into the mirage, the doors snap shut. Then you realize... The high palace walls are nothing more than a cage of bones. The peaceful lotus pool is simply a resting place for thousands of lost souls. And laughter and smiles are a weapon to kill you before you can even mutter a single word. When lucky, a remain or two may find its way out - a fragmented jade or two bloody teeth, a remembrance that this indeed was history. From her birth, she was chained by the invisible strings of fate. What was the palace but another prison? Her bargain was her freedom, and his bet was the future of the empire. He favored the land over her, so she chose herself over him. But when she finally had the chance to escape, she found that she couldn't. For her hands were spotted with crimson blood.

A fable for struggling writers and dreamers~ Her name was Quiet, and her dream was called Story. With words and a Heart, she must fulfill her dream. But what lies in wait for a Dreamer who knew naught of the world? Pursuing one's dream is never easy, as time has always told. Cover art by Eleonne Moona

I'm pretty extraordinary (read: absolutely normal) for an average guy named Patrick- Patrick Kraker, and before you ask, no, I do not want a cracker; neither does Polly. Polly's sick of crackers. a) My summer job may or may not involve spray painting myself completely silver and standing motionless in the park. Of course not. b) I also may or may not be investigating and communicating with a homeless guy who is (possibly): one, not actually homeless and two, part of a cult of (probably) bloodthirsty satanic worshippers. *** Copyright © 2015 by unfurled All rights reserved #34 Humour Featured as of 28/04/16

Once Bai Feng was a warrior recognized as one of the greatest Martial Masters known. But when he is ambushed and betrayed by those he was called his brothers, even though he defeated them he is left on the edge of death with no chance of survival. Seeing no other alternative he closes his eyes to accept his fate. However it did not turn out to be the end as he finds himself reborn in a new world not unlike his own. But he even retained his memories and experiences from his former life. Seeing it as a second chance, he resolves to make his way once more to the top of the Martial World. ---- This is my own story written from scratch. There will be many changes during its release and i hope to maintain a steady release schedule for the book after the first couple chapters. Enjoy and please leave your constructive criticism to help me improve my writing.

The Empire of Cathay teeters on the brink of rebellion, and only the lost magic of Dragon Songs can prevent the realm from descending into chaos. Blessed with an unrivaled voice, Kaiya dreams of a time when music could summon typhoons and rout armies. Maybe then, the imperial court would see the awkward, gangly princess as more than a singing fool. When members of the emperor's elite spy clan uncover a brewing rebellion, the court hopes to appease the ringleader by offering Kaiya as a bride. Obediently wedding the depraved rebel leader means giving up her music. Confronting him with the growing power of her voice could kill her. THIS IS THE 3rd PERSON VERSION. IF YOU ARE NEW TO THE STORY, TRY THE REVISED 1ST PERSON VERSION! https://www.wattpad.com/story/92740519-the-dragon-scale-lute-1st-person-version

"Shirayuki," he mumbled to himself. "That's a beautiful name." I could only look at him as he contemplated, his sake cup in font of him untouched. The snow outside had turned into a blizzard, the howls of the unforgiving wind blaring, clattering against the terracotta roof. The chill pierced through the wood-and-paper walls, but he seemed indifferent, his gaze still focused on the snow through the wooden shutters. "Thank you," I replied nervously. He finally brought the cup to his lips, and sipped in silence. "Sometimes," he said, his eyes getting slightly hazy, "I wonder how things could come down to this." "Didn't you yourself tell me not to question His Majesty?" I said, giggling. "Indeed I did," he chuckled, smiling at me, "But sometimes you can't just help but wonder." After a short silence, he spoke again. "What about you?" he asked me, "What do you think of all this?" "In my time with you, I have only come to understand so much," I replied, "So I don't really know." He seemed satisfied with my answer, and fell back to watching the snow through the window. I lied. I had lied straight through my teeth. Indeed, I do understand. In an empire of lies, there is no virtue. In a nation of delusions, there is no rationality. -cover edited by me-

DISCONTINUED In a land of white, the plains of ash stretch endlessly, devoid of all life except for one. Alone in this blank world, a boy falls in ink-black despair, having lost everything before he knew anything. In a stagnant town, connections and relationships are made and lost, as the seasons pass from autumn to winter. Alone in this monochrome world, a boy sinks into isolated apathy, having been granted everything, and having rejected everything. Through the machinations of a bartender who calls herself a goddess, those two parallel paths intersect for a singular, straightforward purpose. Change the world by changing a person. And thus unfolds an interdimensional tale of loss, life, and lies.