Over 2000 years have passed since the Great Wall was built to keep those deserving (or rich) safe from a zombie hoard. Histories have been rewritten and beliefs have changed. When the wall is torn down, a war erupts, causing the horrific deaths of thousands. From the Inside, one ordinary man is sent on a quest to discover the source of the zombie infection. In the Outside, a very special boy, along with his Gargoyle, is tasked with the same by the enigmatic Toymaster. And a witch, dead, must unite them both. These strangers must face fields of death, spirits, silent warriors and the undead to unite their two worlds. Can any of them be the true hero they need to be? *** The Source follows on almost 3000 years after the events of HERO, where Thomas is the only boy in a world of superpowers who has none... ANd HERO is the spiritual successor to Cell, where a trapped man with no identity or memory, becomes the spark for a new future. *** The Multigenre Mashup Smackdown, hosted by @LayethTheSmackDown, is a writing chalenge aimed at Wattpad writers of all genres, and features a variety of prompts for flash fiction and short stories. I started out by wriitng the various stories and poems for their prompts, and each one has become a new chapter in an ongoing fantasy horror!

Call me the girl that no one ever noticed. Call me the girl that no one ever cared about. Call me the girl that you can pass in the hall and not give a damn. Call me the forgotten Her name is Gabriella Charlotte Phoenix. Not only did she have a dark past however she also is suffering now and even in the Future. The tree is where all her amazing memories remain her refuge from her abusive cruel world. Whether at school or at home she finds out she's not safe anywhere. And her brother only chose now to disappear when she needed him most. She doesn't understand. He promised. Will someone come to her rescue? Will she ever find out the truth? Where is her brother? And why did he leave her behind?

A 2018 WATTPAD FEATURED STORY, for those who enjoyed Harry Potter but who seek a feisty, determined female protagonist. -Midwest Book Review. Sixteen-year-old Tessa seeks to restore her father to life by stealing the most prized magical artifact of the wicked conjurer, Lord Fellstone. She's joined by Calder, searching for his lost love, and Ash, whose growing attraction to Tessa distracts from his plan to avenge his murdered twin. A coming-of-age story about a girl who finds great power, only to learn it comes at a terrible price. Reached the Top 100 (#96) in Fantasy after only 8 weeks on this site. 2017 Bronze Medal Winner for the Wishing Shelf Book Awards. "Celebrates life and love the way only the best fantasy tales can." -Kirkus Reviews This is a sampler of the opening chapters. To purchase the complete novel as an ebook or paperback, follow this link to Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Dreadmarrow-Thieves-Magic-Book-1-ebook/dp/B0BNNKYSG2

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.