The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

Skylar King is a girl with a double life. During the day, she is your average teenage girl, then at night, she becomes an assassin. Her life was going pretty well, until a British agent from her school becomes partners with her to save the world from a huge threat, and you'll never guess to who is behind it.

My awkward rants about the cliche books on Wattpad. (The title kind of says it all, but I don't like seeing a blank Description box) I hope you enjoy my apparent ability to make people laugh. Warning: these are my spur-of-the-moment thoughts. Some stuff may or may not come across as being extremely critical or harsh, but I assure you, I'm NOT trying to tell you to do a complete 180 and delete everything cliche in your books. These are merely my thoughts, not a "How to Be a Perfect Writer" guide. Okee dokee? :) Highest rank: Humor #80, Rant #1 !!!!

Months ago, Kyra saved her realm from a very powerful force of evil and ended the great conflict between the humans and wizards, but peace hasn't returned like she had hoped. Even worse is the fact that although the wizards proclaim her as their Saviour, they refuse to accept her as their leader, the greatest of her opposition being in the form of an ever mysterious coven. But with the support of her own people dwindling every day, will she be able to overcome the growing darkness of magic? Book 2 in the 'Soul of Magic' series This is a sample. For the full and complete book, go to Dreame using the Dreame link the ABOUT section of my profile or search the title at the Dreame website.

"SHE FELT LIKE ICE WAS RUNNING THROUGH HER VEINS, SHE WAS LONELY, SCARED, SHE WAS EMPTY. SHE DIDN'T KNOW WHO SHE WAS. BUT SHE WANTED TO KNOW, SHE WANTED TO KNOW WHY SHE FELT LOST, WHY SHE COULD DO SOMETHINGS OTHERS COULDN'T. WHY SHE LIKED ICE, WITH A BURNING PASSION. IT TORE THROUGH HER, IT FASCINATED HER, IT MADE HER LOOSE HERSELF. IT MADE HER HANDS AS COLD AS HER HEART. BUT ALL ICE, WILL MELT. ITS JUST A MATTER OF WHEN AND WHERE, NOT IF. MAYBE, SHE WILL BE FOUND. MAYBE SOMEONE WILL FREE HER FROM THE ICE. MAYBE SOMEONE WILL FREE HER FROM THE ICE THAT COVERS HER HEART. OR MAYBE, THERE WONT BE A TORCH HOT ENOUGH TO MELT THE ICE, THAT SURROUNDS HER. THIS ICE WAS NOT LIGHT, IT WAS DARKNESS. AND SHE WAS JUST WAITING FOR HER ANCHOR WITH A FLASHLIGHT." ~NIKKI NICOLE warning: swearing I don't own Harry Potter, I wish I did but I'm not that much of a genius. Harry Potter belongs to J.k. Rowling