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When Snow Falls by no_kidding
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The kingdom Dulcia has fallen. Dark creatures have invaded the palace, inslaving all those who work there. The royal family--the only ones able to stop the creatures--have vanished into oblivion. No one has seen or heard from them since the fall. There are rumors. Rumors that they escaped the castle, rumors that they are assembling an army to fight the creatures known as Muraes. Only one thing is for certain. No one knows where they went, nor do they know if they will come back. ________________________________________ Every year, Clair's family goes to the king of Arium's palace for of the most lavish Christmas party imaginable. They meet family, old friends, new acquaininces--anyone they possibly can. Clair never enjoys the huge parties. She prefers to be by herself, drawing or dancing. Until, one year, everything changes. Presented with the most beautiful gift she could possibly imagine, Clair is filled with joy. She clings to her wooden doll with her life, never letting go. When she wakes up one night and it is gone, she panics, searching for it. Only to find a hideous creature. When she is rescued by the same doll she loved, Clair is suddenly swept up into a world of magic, lost kingdoms, and lost royalty. But she is also in the world ruled by darkness. ________________________________________ "When snow falls, the kingdom dies. Light will leave, Dark will rise. It can only be stopped by treasure as pure as gold, as light as air, but strong and bold. Only then will the leader rise, out from ashes and hidden from prying eyes." ***** 2018 Wattys Shortlist 2018 Wattys Longlist Featured story Awesome cover by @elphadora ***** Loosely based on The Nutcracker (both book and ballet)
The Island Curse by heater0387
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[Complete] Isla Halloran has dreamed of visiting her father's birthplace, Merrow Island, since she was a child. Her grandfather would fill her head with stories of its beauty and legends: emerald pastures, blue seas, and cliffs that stretched into the sky. She vowed she'd visit one day. She just didn't know that one day would be her junior year of high school, or that the visit would be permanent. Angry with the turn of events, she struggles to find any of the magic her grandfather had described. That is until she meets Kieran Murphy and his friends. Dreamy, dark, and just a bit dangerous, Kieran reveals the hidden wonders of the Island. Wonders that include magic, myths, and a curse. A curse, that for over three centuries, has bound every islander. And now she knows...coming to Merrow Island was never going to be her choice. Her fate was sealed at the moment of her birth. Because she's the key to breaking the curse, and they'll do whatever it takes to keep her there so they can finally be free.
The Necromancer ✓ by witchoria
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Perks of being normal - the dead leave you alone. Unfortunately, Laurel can't catch a break. Being haunted by her dead mom is one thing, but now there's a hot elf appearing in her bedroom offering her a job in the Otherworld. Raise the dead king and make him choose an heir. But when a cloaked figure tells her that the king was murdered, who can you trust?
The Last Philosopher: Part One by NickfEast
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11x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?