The guardian of dreams. He's wreathed in shadows but bathes others in light. Traveling by closet he takes the form of a little boy---but he is far older than he appears.

Nothing much is going right for shy, bubbly nineteen-year-old Ashleigh Apple. The first guy she ever felt she loved has a brand new girlfriend. Her family never take her seriously. Her best friends are moving away... and sometimes they don't feel much like friends to begin with. Everyone around her is moving on with their lives while she stays exactly the same. Until one night, a chance encounter with an exciting boy shakes her up and makes her realise there is more to life than being the safe, predictable Ash that everyone knows and loves. But sometimes people don't change for the better. And sometimes it's easy to miss the people who are best for us. --- FIRST LOVE, WORST LOVE is the third story in the "Love Story Series" (First two titles are "Reasons To Love A Nerd" Like Me and "Could You Love An Apple?") - but can also be read as a standalone for those new to the series. Thank you so much @Avylinn for the cover :)

Araenia. A country located in the northwestern region of a mythical world. Home to its four major cities in the southeast---the four Draiis, including Ainendrais, the capital and the main base of operations for the National Protection Agency---Headquarters. The grand stage for events to unfold that would change the fate of the entire country. Dragons. A dying race in Araenia. Two of them are major players in this twisted game---actors in an intricate playwright. A missing princess. There's more to it than it seems...Is she really who she says she is? Held hostage by a mysterious captor, her role ties into the mysterious scheme in more ways than one. The elemental crystals. Highly guarded and highly sacred, containing the raw, pure essence of the eight main elements. It is rumored that through them, one could speak to the deities of each element---the goddesses and gods of lore and legend. The only problem? They're all gone...without a single trace. A mission. "Journey to the lost Elemental Isles. Recover the sacred elemental crystals. That is your main objective." If not...who knew what chaos were to arise if they were to fall into enemy hands? Or rather, remain there? "Do not fail." A scoff. A wry chuckle. As if they would. They had sworn as protectors of Araenia to fulfill their duty, no matter the cost. "Agents...the fate of the Araenia is resting on your shoulders."

She blew a kiss sealed with a promise, to the wind, the vibrant sky, and beyond, hoping with all her heart that it would reach across, uniting hearts and minds wherever it went, beyond and beyond. sol·ace (noun) 1. something that gives comfort, consolation, or relief A cafe and a business of crystalline craft and glass sculptures, and its inhabitants tied by the strings of fate (tangled and knotted, a complex web,) interconnected with the mystical world and the midnight hour. (Or: when people break, the pieces don't fit quite the same way as before. It's more difficult to fix people than to fix something of broken glass---Serenity tries to put the sharp shards of souls back together again, but they pierce her skin and leave scars on her delicate hands, even gloved, and her soul within, and it's hard. So unfathomably complex. But really, there's nothing else she would like to do. And she hopes that in the process perhaps she can put the pieces of herself back together again, too, despite how foolish the wish.)

Cupid here! Need tips on how to attract someone? Don't know how to end a relationship? Don't know how to ask for space or how to stand up for yourself? A boy in need of tips to seduce a girl/ boy? Need tips for beauty and hair? Hesitating between shaving and waxing? Any questions you may have, no matter how silly you might think it is, ask! I'm here to help with tips! Note: you can comment or send me private messages containing questions that will then be published in the book. (Unless you do not want it to be or if they are inappropriate).

evanesce (verb) [ev-uh-nes, ev-uh-nes] • to disappear gradually; vanish; fade away. • pass out of sight, memory, or existence. -------------dictionary.com The perfect word to describe our lives right now.

hydrophobia. Kai has always been afraid of the ocean, of drowning in its infinite depths never to be found again and drift, forever by the ebbing and flowing tides. It allures him, in a twisted sense, by its magnificence, its roaring and shushing sound lapping at his bare ankles, terrifying yet soothing all at once. He hates it with an overwhelming passion. He loves it the way it calms his turbulent thoughts. He's afraid, so, so, terrified the way it calls him with its siren song and the way it would claim him, forever. He's afraid because he's died before at the choking hands of the sea, a fate his mother couldn't escape, nor his father, a naval officer at sea who is said to have perished in the event of a tsunami, the aftermath of an earthquake that struck Japan, leaving devastating destruction in his wake. He's died yet he's still alive and he's not sure why. Too many bad memories are left behind, phantoms, ghosts lingering upon his home country and he's sent overseas to his Aunt Mai in America for a new beginning. A curse has been plaguing his family for generations, and it's all linked to the ocean and his latent power of manipulation of water, and the gods of the sea. He has to control his greatest fear... before it kills him first.

Her world has been an illusion, so many lies among hidden truths. And one day...her world shatters, and secrets beyond her imagination are revealed---taking her to a new world where she will discover her powers....of the elements. * original chapters 1 & 2 written by AnnatheBanana01, rewritten/edited by me The rest is written by me.

Perierat, et inventus est. Things lost and things found, and the mystery behind it all. "When one finds oneself, one also finds that one was never lost to begin with." Cerise finds that she could never understand this, and probably never would. That's fine for the high-ranking mercenary (freelancer) that occasionally----well, now and then----collaborates with the Central Headquarters of the Agency. (Their goals coincide, crossing paths, she supposes.) And this time, it's good that she has comrades that have her back because she's far in over her head, with conspiracy spanning the entire kingdom of Araenia---ensnaring the royal family within its sinister web. (converges with Crystalline, another of my stories)

"Rise like the dawn," he whispered gently, brushing her frozen tears away, "Rise above your troubles and soar above them." "It may not be okay but maybe someday it will be okay and I'll just hold you for now anyway." Co-written with PeriwinkleFrost.