Those who were taken... They never came back, dragged beneath the waves never to return. Their haunting screams were a symbol of their horrific deaths. Like shadows they lay in wait, the deep blue waters hiding them from view. With sharp claws they attack, Pointed fangs tearing into skin, Eager mouths devouring human flesh. Cally was taken, dragged under the water by one of the vicious creatures. But she was not devoured nor torn apart by ruthless claws--no. She was a captive. ~•~ Water instantly invades her senses. Her eyes sting, her lungs and nose burning. She thrashes, kicks, claws--anything to get away. Her efforts go to waste as her body slowly starts to shut down, the air in her lungs quickly being replaced by sea water. Cally is vaguely aware of arms wrapping around her waist and behind her head before she loses consciousness, submerged in darkness. And so she is taken. Another victim of the mysterious sea. 《Completed》 Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

Everyone thinks Lady Virelle D'Argent is here to cause chaos. Raised by a terrifyingly ambitious mother, blessed with noble blood, and dressed like a villain in a romantic tragedy, Virelle was expected to destroy reputations, steal the spotlight, and seduce the most powerful man in court. She had other plans. Specifically: naps. Quiet corners. Avoiding conversation. But in a world where everyone's playing a dangerous social game, Virelle's refusal to play is the most unpredictable move of all. And when the cold-hearted duke's heir starts spending time with her - not for strategy, but for peace - things begin to unravel in all the wrong ways. She's not scheming. She's just tired.

She was the villainess who died loving the wrong prince. Now? She's got one rule: NO MORE ROYALS. In her first life, she was hopelessly obsessed with Duncan Davenford, Crown Prince of Ashtor. She chased him, humiliated herself, and turned into the girl everyone loved to whisper about. The villainess who fell too hard and crashed even harder. But fate gave her a second chance. This time, she's staying far away from the palace, the crowns, the drama and especially from heartbreak. All she wants is a peaceful, prince-free life. Too bad the universe is a troll. Because now there's another Crown Prince. He's cold, quiet, and way too attractive for her own good. And worse? He doesn't look at her like she's the villain. He looks at her like she's the story. And maybe this time, she is. ≿━━━━༺❀༻━━━━≾ Book Cover Illustrated by Mitoxicity Art Date Started: July 22, 2025 Status: On-going

When she woke up, it wasn't to the sound of beeping hospital machines or the worried voices of her family. No, she woke up to the smell of damp soil, the distant howls of wolves, and the murmurs of a crowd. Something was wrong. The people surrounding her wore ragged, animal-skin clothing, their faces solemn, their eyes filled with something she could only describe as pity. "She survived the fall," someone whispered. "The gods have chosen her," another murmured. Then, a booming voice declared, "Prepare the sacrifice. Tonight, she becomes the bride of the cursed Alpha." ...What. Her mind blanked. Bride? Cursed Alpha? And that's when it hit her. She knew this story. This world. It was an ABO novel. A trashy, over-the-top novel she had skimmed once for fun, where wolves and vampires ruled, and a terrifying, cursed Alpha-also the villain-was doomed to die alone. Except now, she wasn't just a reader. She was inside it. And worse... she was the mentally retarded village girl destined to be sacrificed to the villainous Alpha. Her second death might come even faster than the first. ____ ctto of the cover photo used:3

Everyone loved the "pure and perfect" heroine-except me. I was just a reader who got sick of watching the tragic villainess twin be humiliated, heartbroken, and killed for daring to want love. So, I tossed the book in the trash... and woke up as her. With a sassy system, twisted fate, and a burning grudge, I'm done playing the role of the jealous loser. Now? The villain chases after me like a man starved. The male lead can't stop falling in love. And the heroine? She's not so beloved anymore. I'll rewrite this story-and this time, the villainess gets everything. Watch out, world. I'm not here to survive. I'm here SLAY

'Strands of Death" is a chilling thriller about a serial killer who marks his victims with a single hair plucked from their head, setting a deadly countdown to their death. As a detective investigates the case, she discovers a chilling link: each strand of hair in the wig matches the unique DNA of a specific woman who doesn't exist anymore! As the detective gets closer to the truth, she realizes the killer is far more dangerous than she could have imagined. With every clue, she unknowingly becomes the final target. Why is he doing this? Why are innocent women being marked for death?

Eight-year-old Athena Dimitriou has never known safety. Raised by a mother who loved her but resented her, and a man who hid his violence behind closed doors, she learned early how to stay small, quiet, and invisible. Until the night everything shattered. When her mother is found dead and her stepfather vanishes, DNA results reveal an impossible truth-Athena is the illegitimate daughter of one of America's most powerful Mafia dons. Whisked away to New York, she finds herself in a palace of cold steel and burning loyalty, under the protection of five ruthless brothers who rule a criminal empire. She was born in silence. They raise her in steel. But beneath the violence lies something unexpected-soft hands, warm arms, a family that will kill for her, die for her... and teach her, at last, how to live. Book 1