"What if the one that got away came back?" Sometimes, a second chance at a perfectly imperfect love presents itself when you are at your most vulnerable state, and you can't help but remember that nothing worth keeping comes without a price. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • THE ROYALS SERIES, pt. 3 Shevon L. presents the much awaited sequel to The Lonely King, the first book of The Royals Series. Copyrighted. Model on the Cover: Auguste Abeliunaite, who plays Alexandra Knight in the novel.

"Ignore their stares, they do nothing but remind you that you are alive." When Alexandra Knight was offered a rare scholarship to attend the most prestigious boarding school in Europe, she didn't have to think twice before accepting it. It doesn't take long for her schoolmates to notice that she is different from them, and Alexandra quickly becomes the centre of attention when she runs, quite literally, into the most popular boy in school- just not in a good way. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • THE ROYALS SERIES, pt.1 Copyrighted.

[Watty's 2015 Winner] one lie. one fake relationship. one million problems. © 2016 Virgo Rose Edwards. trailer made by @novemberdreamer

"You do realize a journal is an extremely personal thing right?" His voice was raspy, low and threatening, making me take a step back in panic as he continued, "so my only question is why the fuck are you standing with mine?" - first book - - instagram acc: @thejournalofficial - - for extra material: arietem.wix.com/arietemx - All Rights Reserved 2013 © arietem

Zelda Stacy gets sucked into a life she was born for, a life she has no choice but to fight in. Defiant exterior and creamy interior. Zelda was immediately taken out of her typical life and tossed into a world called Night. There there aren't any rules except "don't fuck up". Unfortunately for Zelda, she goes against the grain for a living. In this world there are seven species: Humans, Vampires, Demons, Werewolves, Shifters, Angels, and Witches/Warlocks. No rules? Oh, this is paradise. "Not really sure if you're really a bad girl or not," he taunted with a small grin. "You don't want to know if I'm a bad girl." she snickered leaning into his face, she inhaled his minty scent and felt his body temperature spike. "Bad girls don't give in to idiots like you." his lips twitched. She got up and walked away. Lynn came up to her with a raised brow. "You've got all the inhuman boys after you," she said shaking her head. "This will be interesting." "They can chase all they like, I don't believe in this bullshit." Lynn only laughed. "Boy, oh, boy you are in for a rude awakening. One of these days you're gonna be all pinned against a wall by one of these beasts holding on to your dear soul as they suck the life from your body in all sorts of ways. They're quite the creative ones." "I'd kill to see them try," she said with daring eyes. Lynn snickered. "Oh, you'll see them try, girl."

Completed! This isn't the first time love had a roommate. It's been five years since the death of her parents and 19-year-old Lillian Camel still mourns their loss while battling with mental illness. Cooped up in her aunt's house, she embarks on a one-girl mission to survive university and get her bachelor's degree as a fashion designer. But she is not going alone. She will need the willpower to face the demons that are coming along with her. But a breakdown in the dormitory system sets Lillian off to a decade-old abandoned dorm to room with the mysterious Noah Sky. Friendly, observant, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trait of secrets with Lillian - secrets that haunt his past. However, they're not the only ones. The dorm has a few of its own. [[Word count: 90,000 - 95,000]] Content/trigger warning: Contains semi-mature themes, language and sexual content ©All Rights Reserved

Watty Finalist: Mystery/Thriller, On the Rise I see him vividly in my head. Him. The guy who calls himself A for whatever reason. The guy dressed in a black cloak with a hood that makes his face look like an endless sea of darkness. The guy whose voice is like velvet; so smooth; yet so deep and dark it sends chills down my spine every time he speaks. The guy whose simple words and actions are enough to send my heart into a frenzy. The guy whose black-as-night eyes captivate me day and night. The guy who enjoys teasing me and making me angry, like it's one of his new hobbies. The guy who has the power to make my legs turn to jelly in an instant. The guy whose past is so deep, dark, and bottled up that it scares me. The guy who spends most of his time stalking me; visiting me at night. The guy whose arms hold me so tight and securely. The guy who evokes feelings in me that honestly scare the hell out of me. But he's not just a guy. He's a criminal. The criminal that calls me cupcake.