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"Morning, sleepyhead You've been resting for a while I swore that you were dead When you washed up on my isle Did you know you talk in your sleep? Tell me, though, who's Penelope? She's my wife Anyways, I've got all you could want here All you could need here Just you and me, my dear, my love for life Soon, into bed we'll climb and spend our time I'm not your man I'm what you want here I'm what you need here Just you and me, my love in paradise Now 'til the end of time From here on out, you're mine, all mine Hell no, I could kill you where you stand I'm no pet, I'm a married man Oh handsome, you may try But last I checked, goddesses can't die Goddess? You're adorable Bow down now to the immortal Calypso, here to entertain But fear not, I bring no pain 'Cause we've got All we could want here All we could need here Under my spell, we're stuck in paradise No one can come nor go, my island stays unknown No, no I don't belong here There's something wrong here I won't be drawn to love in paradise Not 'til the end of time, there is no way You're mine, all mine" Rose Cooper, the deaf daughter of Calypso and Newport socialite Jimmy Cooper, has spent her life balancing the glittering world of Orange County with the dangerous reality of being a demigod at Camp Half-Blood, where she slowly falls for Percy Jackson. After nearly dying protecting him during the Battle of Manhattan leaves her permanently deaf, Rose must navigate grief, identity, and love in a world that suddenly feels farther away than ever before.

"Please, miss I...I don't wish to die," he pleaded whole heartedly. She could sense the wobbliness in his voice as he swayed lightly on the extravagant porch. "Please." She hesitated for a moment and weighed her options. "Come quickly," she demanded. Cathleen was in a state of shock to say the least, but didn't want any man's blood to be on her delicate hands. ___________________________________________ Cathleen Atwood was raised in a loyalist home, which greatly disliked any of the rebels: whatever their cause may be. Very opinionated, Cathleen wants nothing more than to get the silly rebellion over with. Henry Chantley was partial to the American cause. A soldier at the age of 18, he was cocky and stubborn. He never dreamt that he would be stumbling up to the house of a loyalist, imploring the help of a rather prestigious girl. Both find themselves in trouble, and have to escape the grueling hand of the British. How will they survive this one?

When a national treasure results in a world war, seven siblings are left fatherless and struggling to survive. Sometimes, the root of your problem is also your solution. #Dear2114 contest submission.

The long-awaited new novel from Margaret Atwood. The Year of the Flood is a dystopic masterpiece and a testament to her visionary power. The times and species have been changing at a rapid rate, and the social compact is wearing as thin as environmental stability. Adam One, the kindly leader of the God's Gardeners—a religion devoted to the melding of science and religion, as well as the preservation of all plant and animal life—has long predicted a natural disaster that will alter Earth as we know it. Now it has occurred, obliterating most human life. Two women have survived: Ren, a young trapeze dancer locked inside the high-end sex club Scales and Tails, and Toby, a God's Gardener barricaded inside a luxurious spa where many of the treatments are edible. Have others survived? Ren's bioartist friend Amanda? Zeb, her eco-fighter stepfather? Her onetime lover, Jimmy? Or the murderous Painballers, survivors of the mutual-elimination Painball prison? Not to mention the shadowy, corrupt policing force of the ruling powers . . . Meanwhile, gene-spliced life forms are proliferating: the lion/lamb blends, the Mo'hair sheep with human hair, the pigs with human brain tissue. As Adam One and his intrepid hemp-clad band make their way through this strange new world, Ren and Toby will have to decide on their next move. They can't stay locked away . . . By turns dark, tender, violent, thoughtful, and uneasily hilarious, The Year of the Flood is Atwood at her most brilliant and inventive.

Robyn Atwood is the daughter of internet prankster, Roman Atwood. She has everything she could ask for: a 3-storey house, a garage full of fancy cars and a loving family. But she's not happy. She is told very little about her real Mom, except that she died a while after Robyn was born. But Robyn wants to find out more. What will happen when Robyn finds out the truth?

I am Zoe Maxwell and my parents, well I don't know who they are. I have lived in a orphanage my whole life and this is how Roman Atwood changed my life.

Sam, a businessman with questionable integrity, is the last person seen with a female serial killer. With the help of Detective Mariano, Sam's wife, Gwyneth, attempts to find Sam . . . and answers. We first meet Sam in Margaret Atwood's, "The Freeze-Dried Groom," and now it's Gwyneth's chance to voice her marital displeasure. And she has some secrets of her own... *To celebrate the success of this fan-fiction crime thriller, the story now concludes with an EPILOGUE **Freeze-Dried Fiction Contest RUNNER UP, #FreezeDriedFiction Cast: Gwyneth - Anne Hathaway Detective Mariano - Eric Bana Sam - Gerard Butler Rebecca Donovan - Elisha Cuthbert Sebastian - Javier Bardem

In the home of a Gilead official, a Handmaid secretly undergoes warrior training under the watchful eye of a enigmatic Martha. For the #MyHandmaidsTale contest.

Love is forbidden, people are being murdered, and we're caught in the middle of it. I don't know how I ended up here, in love and on the run. This is my story. The story of a generation.

#MyHandmaidsTale In Gilead, Noelle retains a small part of herself. And it gives her hope

This is a fan fiction story about Roman and his dog Zeus. Please give this book a try.(this is made up)

Sun comes through the fanlight, falling in colors across the floor: red and blue, purple my face, distant and white and distorted, framed in the hall mirror There's someone standing in the hall, near the door to the room where I stay this is a man, his back to me; he's looking into the room, dark against its light. he hears me coming, turns. heistantes. walks forwards. towards me. what do I do now? I stop, he pauses, I can't see- his face, he's looking at me, what does he want? it wouldn't do to stare. he steps to the side to avoid touching me I can see now, It's the commander, he isn't supposed to be here. But then he moves forward again, inclines his head, and is gone. something has been shown to me, like the flag of an unknown country.

From the coasts of the peaceful islands of Ione, a wall of dense smog of the Nation looms from the distance, threatening the island. Queen Ailani had always dreaded the day her island will be mercilessly devoured by the Nation and her people will succumb to the rule of their own leader. But when it was too late, they had already obtained a strong grip around the island and were slowly suffocating it more and more with each passing day. Now she looks at the constitution in front of her with a pen in her hand and a gun pointed at her head. For years she was forced to watch as these foreigners slowly took over her land and her people. Her own people are divided from loyalty to their nation and their Queen or to the illusion of wealth and power of the Nation. Armed with the dangerous combination of greed and impatience, the foreigners staged a coup throughout her island. She stands at a crossroads: sign away her island or her life. This story is inspired by Queen Liliuokalani, the last reigning monarch of Hawaii, who stood against the rising world power of America to protect her sacred lands and beloved people. - Wattpad selected me to be part of a campaign on behalf of Hulu for Margaret Atwood's "The Handmaids Tale". From its sole focus on feminism and women empowerment, I was inspired to create a story from such values. In a time when women are still undermined, the world needs a flood of more literature to spread this. So I'm honored to be part of this opportunity to contribute my writing to the feminist movement.