"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.

In a world where four dominate races struggle to live together and survive, anything is possible. When Araceli was only seven years old, she was kidnapped by a group of Vroulk, a species opposite of her own, the winged race of the Pavox. Taken to live in one of their cities as a slave, Ari's captives give her a new name for a new life: Kyra. Ten years and two masters pass and all is as it always is, struggling to do her job, and try to stay out of as much trouble as possible. Then one day, another stranger comes into her life, her master's nephew. During his stay the manor, Ari can't get over the feeling that something is different about this Vroulk, or human as they call themselves and his kindness towards her is a foreign idea to her. Soon, Ari will be in for the surprise and adventure of her life, where she will come to question all she has ever known in her life, both free and enslaved, Her journey will be one of turbulent skies and learned acceptance. But with a little trust and willingness, anything is possible... even love.

~ a BTS x Harry Potter AU ~ "The Ravenclaw Nine" - a story of love, sorrow, and sacrifice that follows twelve children on their journey to preserve the security of the magic world. The Ravenclaw Nine To their presence, we have been blind Agony and pain, with little to gain They are the devil's bane

*THIS BOOK HAS BEEN REMOVED FROM WATTPAD* Valentina Stone's life as a noble ends brutally at the hands of the royal family. Chasing rumours of dragons and magic, she will have her revenge... ***** Valentina Stone is the daughter of a duchess, forced to don a mask of obedience in a society that treats women like pawns. But when the royal family hatch a plot to stop a mysterious prophecy, Valentina's life is thrown into chaos. With strength, resilience and a little bit of sass, Valentina embarks on an epic journey that reveals the world beyond the palace walls. To get her revenge, she'll need talons, fire and determination. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. [[Wattys 2018 Shortlist]] [[Wattpad Featured Story 02/02/18]]

No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox