Even from a young age, Lindsay Weaver always had a voice in her head. But unlike everyone else, who's conscience was always a voice in the back of their mind, Lindsay's mind was filled with other people's voices and thoughts. She heard their worries, felt their emotions, and experienced their memories. She had always believed that every other person felt the same things as her, as everyone she asked had a voice in their head. What she never asked was whose voice they were hearing...and how many.

"One spark started a uncontrollable fire." - President Coin Quinn Maverick had a rebellious spirt. A spirit that New Panem would always thank for their freedom. Quinn Maverick is the spirit of Panem. ______ The FINAL instalment of the Rebel series is a work of Fanfiction. Cover by @Carkann

"Just give them a show they can't forget." - Orion Snow ______ This is the third book in the REBEL SAGA, it is a work of fanfiction with original characters! Please enjoy! Cover by @CarKann

"The worst has yet to come." ~ President Amla Coin ______ This is a work of fanfiction, based off of the wonderful Hunger Games Series! This is the second book in the Rebel Victor Series! If you want the full backstory, and want to get the full experience please read the Rebel Victor!

"There is never just one spark, Ms. Maverick, and one spark can start a fire." ~ President Snow Quinn Maverick, the first spark of the rebellion. __ Featured in the official Wattpad @FanFic Hunger Games Reading List!

A BAD BOY STOLE MY BRA is published and no longer available on Wattpad. It is available in multiple languages, including English, French, German, Italian and Indonesian as paperback and e-book internationally. It is also available as an adaptation on the app Episode - 'It Started With a Bra.' This copy has the first 3 chapters ONLY. SPIN OFF SEQUEL (Same characters): The Anti Delinquent System is fully available on Wattpad! It follows Chase's love story, with large amounts of Riley, Alec, Joe, Violet and Dylan! Picture this: You wake up in the middle of the night, swamped in your star wars covers and completely and utterly groggy to the extent that you look like something from the Monsters Inc. movie. You hear a sound, so you sit up and turn your lamp on, and that's when you see it. Your new neighbour, clambering halfway through your window (Still managing to look like some sort of a Greek god, I may add) holding your MICKEY MOUSE BRA. What do you do? Well, you scream obviously. Then what? Why, you get revenge of course. Romance #1 Humour #3 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Cover and Official Trailer made by @moonxriver

Lyra knew that one day she would be set into an arranged marriage like a chess piece. She had been preparing for it her whole life, and she was almost alright with her fate. But she never thought that her father would choose the man that he did. That decision changed everything. The King of Whales is ruthless, more than twice her age and surrounded by tainted gold and loads of unsavory rumors. There have been many wives of his before Lyra, with no explanations to the untimely deaths of the previous five. With each dead Queen came more money from their kingdoms, straight into the King's portly lap. Disguised as a young man, Lyra runs from her duty as the only Princess of Nordic. She cuts her hair, takes her steed and disappears into the night with her father's men hot on her heels. Enter Kaladin's team. Occupation: Mercenaries. Lyra uses skills taught to her by a close, childhood friend and plays herself into the trust of the dangerous strangers until they accept her, or rather, "Navani", into their group. What will happen to her once they see through her web of lies and tricks? Will Lyra give herself up as Princess when she is reunited with her long-lost friend, or will she carry on as a boy with the mercenaries? Follow Lyra to see what she will do when she comes to realize that things have gotten far too big for her to handle on her own. There are assassin's out for her head, king's thirsting for her blood, and an underground network of people who live for her ruin. But there is also an unlikely Prince to defend her, who has some tricks of his own to rely on. The Princess soon sees that she is not nearly as alone as she may have once thought. What will Lyra do when she comes to terms with her destiny? Will she face it this time with her new friends, or will she chose to run away again? Cover made by @-rebellixus-

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

This is a mash between two popular book series, the Percy Jackson and the Olympians and the Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel. If you like it, please vote so I know to keep adding chapters! - Excerpt- "Who are you?" she asks Scatty and only gets the response of, "I am the Shadow." Her answer is true, but the girl isn't satisfied. "You know I'm going to need a better answer than that. If you won't tell me who you are, then who are your friends?" she questions Scathach once more. I can see Scatty relax slightly and I tighten my grip on Clarent. It's obvious to me that she's deliberately loosening up to test if anyone will make the first move and then the big, pug- faced girl leaps at the Shadow, holding her spear sideways to attempt to hold her down. Scathach is too fast for her, she deflects the girl's spear with both of her swords, catching the attack in mid-air. She looked into to the girl's surprised face and genuinely smiled, revealing her two pointed fangs.

Falling, falling, falling... It never seems to end. Every time she closes her eyes, she is met again with pure darkness and the same lurching feeling in her stomach as she falls. Never knowing what dimension she'll find herself in. {Currently in progress, so I truly apologize for how it jumps around. I really appreciate anyone who sticks around until the story's complete!}