Alright young man?' He said to the kid without looking down at him. 'Everything would be if you hadn't told him in the first place!' The boy shouted at his face. It was all too much for Mr Rostwood. He looked hard at the boy and without thinking, he landed a heavy slap at his cheek. The boy was shocked and fell down from the severe momentum. 'Where do you live?' Mr Rostwood asked like nothing happened. 'I...I live in the orphanage there, sir.' He answered and lifted a small and trembling finger to show him the direction he had come from. Mr Rostwood had heard some things about that place-bad for the most part. He said nothing and remaining with his hard expression, walked away trying not to put too much weight on his right leg. ~~~~~~~~ Follow the story of an 11 year old orphan boy who accidentally encounters a hard-edged man. They develop a unique relationship and together they embark on a journey in order to find some information about the boy's family. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 2nd place in the Royal Awards 3rd place in the Retrogrande Awards

"What did you just call me Hazel?" "A Thing of Beauty." She whispered softly. Come get lost in this exotic voyage of Hazel as she sets sail to find true love. Watch her fortune tossing around tons of troubles her way during this quest. Reticent Michael and rueful Alex overcome their frailties and recognize their capabilities through Hazel. What happens when the two fall for the magnanimous lass? Things get heated when the two indulge themselves in a silent tussle to claim the Damsel in distress. Striving through strained relations, sour truths and bitter realities, the troublemaker trio is determined to unfold each chapter nevertheless. Little do they know that each one is obliged to accept his/her catastrophic fate. A Thing of Beauty is what they've been seeking but will destiny comply with their desire? #TheIndianWriterAwards Highest Ranks #3 - Moods (06/07/20) #64 - Youth (12/10/20) #2 - Theindianwriterawards (10/12/20)

**Previously Featured in Wattpad Picks, Undiscovered for now.** Earth. Two hundred years after the fall of civilization, the remains of mankind have divided into two groups: those that wish to carry on some sense of civilization live inside one of the great Walled Cities, while others prefer to live outside these cities in the vast wilds. Compared to these wilds, the Walled Cities is a sanctuary for polite society. Seventeen year old Z is one of these outsiders. Due to his heritage and choice to live outside the Walled Cities, he is seen as untrustworthy by many. All he wants is to help his sister in law, his brother and their two children, survive and run the small farm they live on. To do this he hunts and traps the wild animals that roam the wilderness, and sells their skins to the merchants of the Walled Cities. They are the only ones who have the money and supplies his family needs to survive each year. Without them or the cities and ports, his life would come to a grinding halt. Z has always tried to respect the laws and customs of the Walled Cities, but an encounter with a guard goes horribly wrong. Fleeing from the city and one of the few men who trusted him, Z encounters a stranger under unique circumstances. He and the stranger will have to work together as Z knows the stranger will not survive alone, and he will have need of their talents soon. Between them, they will undertake some of the hardest trials the world has to throw at them. Lives will be lost, cities will crumble, and Z will have to make the hardest decision of his life. #754 in Science Fiction 10/17/17 #571 in Science Fiction 10/19/17 #434 in Science Fiction 11/13/17 #347 in Science Fiction 11/19/17 #203 in Science Fiction 1/24/18 #158 in Science Fiction 1/26/18 #142 in Science Fiction 2/6/18 #123 in Science Fiction 2/9/18 #59 in Science Fiction 2/22/18 #50 in Science Fiction 5/7/20 First published in October 2017 Images used are not mine, Copyrights belong to respective artists.

They say that the heat of the barrel comes from the kinetic friction between the bullet and the inside of the bore. And if handled improperly, you get one thing. A smoking gun ready to burst any second. In many ways, Aaron Joshua Russo is a smoking gun himself. Ready to go off any second, with destruction in his path and future. Coming from a wealthy family and living a perfect prestigious life in Florence, Italy- Aaron is l o n g gone when he opens himself to AJ- a side of himself he never even knew existed until he touches down all the way across the world in Brooklyn, New York. There, Aaron soon becomes a part of a world he's never even dreamed about, packing enough heat within himself to start a war. ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2013-2014 All Rights Reserved.

Moving to a town called Whitesville, Georgia in the middle of her senior year was not how Gwen Watson imagined her final year in high school to go. Spending the last half of her senior year as the only black girl in her school was even farther than what she expected. Even when Jake comes in, not caring at all what race she is, she still can't feel more uncomfortable... Even though to Jake, Gwen's skin color is just another shade of grey.

Time was standing annoyingly still and I think I may have forgotten how to properly breathe. "Panda you have to come sit down pacing is not going to-" pushing my hand out I stopped him from saying anything. I stopped him from confirming the knowledge that there is nothing I can do to make this better. I pulled at my hair ripping a couple of strands out in the process. I hated the white walls and fluorescent lights that adorned this place. The squeaky sound that could be heard whenever anyone walked and right now I was causing a lot of squeaking. The strong smell of disinfectant burning my nose but none of it matter right now not any of it. "Where is he?" I heard the voice and my blood immediately started to boil. "You did this" was the last thing I said before I flew and was on top of his mom hitting her wildly. So much for not liking confrontation.

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

We don't know what can happen to us in the next minute. We might smile, laugh, cry, hurt, or even die. But what you don't expect is to be transported into another dimension on the way back from school and be crowned the Queen of a magical nation called Eponine. "I now proclaim, Katarina Silvus Floarea, as High Queen of Eponine!" I hear as I feel the diamond-studded crown that I once admired be placed on my head. I stand up, holding the scepter, and the Golden Borat in my hands, and look at the crowd. These are my people. And I am their Queen. The most powerful Queen, ever in the millennium history of Eponine. And my friends stand beside me; I can see the pride in their eyes. To think, my name was Karen Hill, and I believed that I was a normal human is crazy. Because I was abandoned by my own father. Because finding the Borat was never easy. I found myself, I found my love, and I found the depth of my friendship with Iris and Kevin, and lastly, I found out what is betrayal. And it all started with a magic mirror! ***** First Draft | Beginner Story | May contain strong language | No sexual content | Slight Violence is depicted | |Fantasy | Romance | Mystery | 100, 000+ words

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.