When Elizabeth Ledford was ten years old, her father was accused of committing treason against the crown. He was arrested and labeled as a traitor, then promptly executed. Elizabeth was forced to watch her father die, and had to face the wrath of those who framed him. Nine years after her father's death, Elizabeth returns to the court of King Owen, the man who had her father killed, although he knew that he was innocent. She pretends to be the daughter of a woman who taught her what really happened to her father, and convinced her to enact revenge on those who helped to frame her father. Elizabeth embarks on a dark journey, unsure of what to expect, but believing that she'll be able to dispose of all those who wronged her and her family. Along the way, she make unexpected allies, meets old friends, and finds out just how much revenge she can handle without losing her mind.

I glare at him, yanking at the bonds. He laughs softly. "Oh princess, you're so delicate. Do not struggle, we wouldn't want you to break, would we?" He whispers. I snarl at him but he's right, I'm sick and weak at the moment and the cold rain isn't helping matters. I turn away, coughing and choking on blood, but swallow it quickly, not wanting anyone to know my state. He smirks slightly. "Why are you so cruel?" I ask curious at his behavior. In the Castle I was kept away from the outside world by my parents, who told me of the dangers that lurk in it. However the servants and the cooks, who lived outside the protective wall of the Castle, always seemed like good people. "Cruel," he scuffs. "I am not cruel. Your kind is. Sitting in your castle, while families starve, homes burned to the ground because the blasted taxes are too high to pay. Cruelty, my dear Princess, is a word you and your family are all too familiar with." His words felt like a slap in the face. He can not be speaking truth. The kingdom loves my parents and they would never allow their people to starve. #384 in Historical Fiction 3/27, #361 in Historical Fiction 3/28, #312 in Historical Fiction 3/30, #291 in Historical Fiction 4/8, #287 in Historical Fiction 4/9, #285 in Historical Fiction 4/10, #265 in Historical Fiction 4/24, #256 in Historical Fiction 5/7, #225 in Historical Fiction 5/13. #218 in Historical Fiction 5/15, #119 in Historical Fiction 5/17, #112 in Historical Fiction 5/26, #95 in Historical Fiction 5/27, #83 in Historical Fiction 5/31, #67 in Historical Fiction 6/1, #53 in Historical Fiction 6/15, #26 in Historical Fiction 6/23, #20 in Historical Fiction 6/25, #16 in Historical Fiction 6/26, #13 in Historical Fiction 7/2, #10 in Historical Fiction 7/8, #5 in Historical Fiction 7/10, #12 in Historical Fiction 9/2, #13 in Historical Fiction 9/4, #7 in Historical Fiction 9/5, #5 in Historical Fiction 9/6, #7 Historical Fiction 1/8

In Elemental magic you can be one of four magic types; water, fire, earth, and air. The only problem is Violet is none of these things. Is she what they call a magic dud, or is she something rarer, more powerful, and more dangerous than anyone could have imagined!? Teasers, "Em, most girls sneak out for a boy, you sneak out for a unicorn." I began to cry as it reached for my face."No!" I screamed. "Please No!" I went to pull back the shower curtain, but some nagging thought in the back of my head stopped me. I didn't have a little brother, so why was there a little boy in my bathroom? I gulped and with shaking hands pulled back the shower curtain. "What!? How could that be!?" I yelled, and covered my hand with my mouth. Shouting wasn't such a good idea right at this moment. If someone heard us and came up here to investigate the noise we were making, they would find a boy and a girl, a bloody knife with both their finger prints on it, and a very very dead body. "Don't touch her!" he hissed and lunged at Henry. Running through the night wearing nothing but a flimsy hospital dress, while waving a dismembered hand in his hand, was a strangeness no regular person could hope to inspire to.

Mankind is evolving. Some love it, some fear it. Some embrace it, some envy it. For Zoey, the evolution of man has always been in the darkest part of her closet. A place no one touches. Only her family knew of her secret, and her stepfather never let the fact that Zoey was different disappear. But with mankind evolving, Zoey will soon figure out her own evolution is about to change more than she wants it too.

❝You and me, darlin', we're gonna have a whale of a time...❞ Shortly after her sixteenth birthday, Tamsyn James has her first encounter with the Fae - a deadly group of beings from a place called the Otherworld. Not long after finding out she's one of them, Tamsyn falls under the radar of Westley, a Sorcerer that wants nothing more than the destruction of Titania, the Ice Queen, and ruler of the Unseelie Court. With one foot in the Human realm and one in the Otherworld, Tamsyn struggles to find her place as she uses her new powers to handle the Fae and track down a killer loose in Harbor Village. Will her gift be enough to bring down her enemies? Or will Tamsyn fall prey to what calls from the dark?

When Thea Meyers was only three years old, The Fall tore apart the place that was once called America. The government shut itself off from the world, leaving all of the citizens lost, confused, and afraid. The world became one where only the strongest survive. And those who are trying to help aren't always the heroes. When Thea is "adopted" from a girls' home and taken to a secret facility, she becomes part of a war, a pawn in a game against time to see who will reunite the world or destroy it. Science has found a way to change someone's DNA and transform them into any type of creature imaginable, but only the strongest can survive the procedure. If Thea dies, nothing would change. If she lives, she could save the world. »» Full disclosure, this story has not been updated in a very long time. Sorry.

I dreamt of a lion, and everything changed.

I never expected this to happen. But it did. Who knew that rescuing a broken winged canary would lead to me being able to transform? It would seem like a blessing to most, and in a way, it is. Except for the fact that I'm kinda, sorta... On the run. Sometimes, people refer to me as the girl who speaks to birds. And I guess I am. ***Highest Ranking: #95 (8-28-15)*** I wrote this when I was 11 - 12, it definitely has its flaws, I am aware of them. All the same, people enjoy this book, so I'm keeping it up. Keep on reading, friends.

Just one drink of dragons blood. That's all that's needed to alter your DNA forever. One drink of blood will allow you to change into one animal at any point. But only one. Your spirit animal. "I take a sip of the red liquid in the golden cup and the crowd gasps. I instantly feel the change. I look down at my scales and wings. Does this mean I'm the same as these monsters?"

Ten years ago, the humble town of Lysia was said to be attacked by a dragon. No one was killed. No one was injured. But everyone heard the roars of that terrible creature as it descended from the heavens. Now, ten years later, the sister of the only victim from the attack finds herself with an opportunity for revenge at the dragon that killed her brother. But as she faces it down she finds a peculiar truth that turns her world upside down. Her brother wasn't killed by the dragon, her brother became the dragon. And when the two of them come together they set forth a long foreseen prophecy that could destroy the world. This is a collaboration with @Pennator ! Disclaimer: Anything used here in this story belongs to it's rightful owners.