Watty winner + Featured by @GoosebumpsMovie THE FAIRYTALES ARE REAL, deals are bound in blood and debtors come to collect, with interest. When the clock strikes twelve, nightmares return. Doris McQueen has her whole life planned out until she is thrown into the world of magic, quests and curses. Ten impossible Herculean tasks, there are lives at stake and betrayals around every corner. Bloodbinds cannot be broken. She has three days and a not-so-worthy team to help her through- a questionable fairy godmother with motives of her own and a slightly hysteric fairytales expert with a secret he will guard with his life. Can Doris complete the quest? Or will the clock strike defeat her? [© circularities, 2016]

Street-savvy Meg kickstarts a rivalry with her ex when she agrees to waitress at his competitor's diner. ***** After a fun-filled year teaching abroad in Barcelona, eighteen-year-old Meg returns to her hometown to find everything has changed. Now friendless and jobless, Meg takes a waitressing job at a new local diner, counting down the days until she sets off to college. But when she learns her ex, Nate, has bought the diner downtown, it kickstarts a rivalry, forcing the pair to go head to head while fighting off unresolved feelings. It's a battle of the diners-and of the heart-but which of them will come out on top? Book 2 in the Bottom Dollar series. *If you aren't reading this book on Wattpad, it has been stolen. Please report the website!*

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.

How very noble of you, Mr. Lockhart. I don't need your help. I can do just fine." I retorted. "I'm a lot of things, Victoria." Tyler said leaning against the banister. "But noble is not one of them." "After today, I'm not even going to argue with that fact. They should have named you Lucifer." He smiled, not kindly. "Think of it as a warning from the devil himself. I will not warn you a second time. Throw yourself at me, Vicky, and I'll take what I want." *** Victoria Lane and Tyler Lockhart have been best friends since they were kids, and the two have been through thick and thin together. Tyler is fun, charismatic and makes Victoria weak in the knees. What Tyler doesn't know is that Vicky has been in love with him for a long time. Tyler Lockhart has been hiding some skeletons in his closet, he is a billionaire and comes from an influential family; the Lockharts' have been cursed with a life long of bad omen and while Tyler's mother has tried hard to keep him from showing his true nature to society, sometimes, all it takes is one small mistake. When Vicky finds out the truth, things turn from bad to worse and Tyler is forced to leave town. Vicky's life comes crashing down when Tyler steps foot in town almost ten years later, and he's come back with a motive; to stay and to win Vicky back. *** Cover made using Canva WARNING: Story contains profanity, sexual tensions and abuse. May also contain topics sensitive to nature. Read at your discretion. Copyright © 2019 KittyKash92

A 21st century covert ops agent, Cybelline found herself transported to a medieval world of magic and war without a clue of how she got there. Fine, she'll consider this as early, early retirement and try to have a quiet, peaceful life. Maybe she would buy a farm and raise some ducks. She didn't plan to have royalty fall over her doorstep and demand marriage for "taking his innocence". Granted, she tripped him first, but he deserved it. If her idyllic life had been undisturbed, she could even ignore the war between humans, the Fae, and the Folk. If they had left her alone, perhaps she would have never discovered power so potent that it could destroy the world. Perhaps she would have never become the most feared person in the realm.

The only sure thing in revenge is the beginning, the ending is uncertain. The truth can surprise you in ways you could never have imagined. A sequel to His Booty Call.

What do you do when you wake up pregnant and without memories? I woke up after the car accident unable to recall who I was, where I was and why I was in the hospital in the first place. There was just him. The dedicated husband who stood vigil the whole time I was confined. But why is it that no matter how hard I tried I didn't see myself falling in love with such an intimidating man? And why was he unwilling to talk about anything before the accident that took my memories? Why won't he help me remember? Highest Rank in: ROMANCE #5 as of 7/19/2019 ROMANCE #10 as of 3/13/2019 GENERAL FICTION #1 as of 6/14/2019