Nanowrimo2020 Stories

The forgotten history tells the story of the Goddess of Night. The first Vampire/Werewolf hybrid. She was the true bringer of peace amongst the supernaturals until a jealous god cast an unruly spell filling both sides with hate. The spell severed the Goddess from her wolf form, creating a strain between the two. With the last bit of power she possessed, she willed the impossible. One day a new hybrid will be born with the hopes of bringing the two sides back together. For millions of years, Werewolves and Vampires could never coexist. One species hates the other far more than they should. No one ever knew the true nature behind the feud. Now living amongst humans they have to learn to coexist. Dion Silus Nixon, lived in the Estera Pack, on the northern outskirts of a small town called Brighton. The next in line for the Beta position, he finds himself stuck between doing right by his pack and doing right by his heart. Azaria Jewelle Shaw lived on the southern outskirts of Brighton. Her coven did all they could to ignore the wolves. They kept the peace for the sake of humanity. Azaria wanted to show she was a great leader, yet it was hard to stay away from the wolves when her best friend was one. The fates of these two species change during one eventful night.

What is dark academia? What is a murder novel? How can I write a dark academia book? Here, I'll try to explain a little bit more about the literary genre CAMPUS NOVEL, and how we can write novels with diverse characters and original plots!

Short, unconnected stories written every day of November 2020 for NANOWRIMO. Each story stands alone and is a mix of comedy, drama, romance, self-love, existential crises and miscellaneous other feelings of being. As of now this is a series of one-shots, but let me know if you want to see any of the shorts expanded into a full-length story! Thank you for reading~ **Cover Photo by SEASHELL IN LOVE from Pexels**

Cecily Atwood wants to get her students back to their world, but even Professor Oak doesn't have a clue how this might be possible. Disclaimer - I don't own Pokémon. This is a sequel to Washed Ashore: Pokémon Are Real which is a rewrite of an older story and an Open Novella project for this current year. This is a project for this year, NaNoWriMo 2020. This also fulfills the Open Novella prompt for this year, Radio Signal. "A radio signal is detected, its origins being somewhere in deep space from where no such thing should feasibly originate, unless."

When the Empire sails to Tacree and lays waste to the shape-shifters, there are few survivors. Princess Rosabel will realise her destiny on her journey to save the remnants of her people. ***** Princess Rosabel of the Tacree Kingdom has always known what her duty is; protect her people, marry the prince, and become the greatest shape-shifter to have ever lived since the Mother was created. With her father guiding her and her path set for her, deviation was never an option. But when the crimson and black sails of the Sharlik Empire block out the setting sun on the Blood Ocean, Rosabel's commitment to her duty will be tested, as will her people's faith in her. The young princess will go on a journey to save her people, a goal she may not be ready to undertake. But if her people have any hope of survival, Rosabel will have to realise her power and that she's bound by flame. ***** A book written for NaNoWriMo 2020, this will be very rough and raw as a first draft with minimal planning. This story is a side novel beside the Flame in the Veins trilogy and is based before the trilogy. It's recommended to have read Flame in the Veins before reading this because of spoilers for that book, but this book is a standalone so it's not crucial. Cover made by me.

Arcturus finds his grandson's inquisitive mind intriguing. Disclaimer - I don't own Harry Potter. I stalled a bit on this one because I wanted to make the fact I am working with the headcanon of Regulus being on the spectrum and then I realized I really didn't need to make it super obvious because there are times when it isn't super obvious that someone is on the spectrum.

Life in a world filled with monsters can be golden, so long as you follow the path of Luna. She was said to etch civilizations into cesspools, but from what I've come to know of Eden, the Goddess's grace is not so giving. Luna's gift to all her children is their one true love; their mate. If all one has to look forward to in life is a mate, then maybe living isn't all that much to look forward to. My NaNoWriMo work for 2020.

Restart your life, but there's a catch

Allen Porter's life in Bellum, Washington wasn't perfect, but with the best friends he could ask for, a dream of becoming a musician, and a burgeoning relationship, his senior year wasn't going terribly by any means. Until his best friend goes missing. Sending shudders through the small town, Allen must reconcile with the past, himself, and strange happenings that whisper of a world beyond our own. In the magic-filled, emotional, and winding first installment, Allen learns what it means to love, and not to believe everything he sees.

The world was full of magic until it was not. When the young Empress of Aurora suddenly died a century ago, so too did the world's magic. Since then, the ghost of that power has been slowly fading away from the bloodlines of the empire's nobility with each generation, growing duller like the once vivid colors that paint every building within the city of Prism. Most families are but pale imitations of what they once were and those still possessing powerful abilities are few and treasured. The Salazars' power has faded to a mere trickle. Now, the responsibility of marrying well has fallen on the shoulders of Felix Salazar's well-tailored suit. Despite him having no ability whatsoever, his family has somehow managed to arrange his marriage to the widowed and older daughter of the prominent Van Brandt family, which boasts several powerful magicians within their bloodline. His bride to be, however, is mediocre at best both in looks and ability, and to make matters worse, she refuses to speak to him. The tragic death of her first husband has seemingly left her mute. Felix quickly learns to ignore his incredibly quiet and strange new wife and focuses on enjoying the life of an aristocrat's husband, contenting himself with spending his new family's oodles of money. Until...the night he finally hears her speak. And when she does, her voice is like fire and brimstone, as startling and vivid as the red of her family color. Magic, she reveals, is not just fading with time. Someone...some...thing is stealing it and finding their identity may also lead to that of her first husband's killer. With all of the power she contains, Eleonora Van Brandt means to take back everything the thief has stolen, but with one dead husband already beneath her belt, Felix isn't too sure helping her would prove good for his health let alone this new marriage. Written for NaNoWriMo 2020

Just my NaNoWriMo shenanigans based around a character that's rolling around in my head.

The time has finally come for the annual purge of pages. Challenge yourself to write 50,000 words in the month of November and drop your stories here for motivation.

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Lucius finds himself on a mission with his wife's youngest cousin, yet he finds himself wondering what use the Dark Lord could see in the child. Disclaimer - I don't own Harry Potter.

A shattered world, a sea of sky, and a thousand islands linked together only by the ships that sail beneath the endless blue. Where island kingdoms dream of empire, old allegiances fray under new stress, and old secrets are being unearthed. And into this maelstrom of change, the Ravens' Child is born. They are a clan of four now. Vincent Locklear, cast out of Volante's navy, and carrying the fate of the sky in his heart. Mercy Larkin, giving up finding her place in the world in favour of building it. Anita Hoffman, adrift by choice with one ear to the winds for the family she abandoned. And Leslie Madrigan, stripped of his title by family, and his family by pirates and politics. And in their new ship, paid for by a burden that has shattered islands, they will make their own place beneath the endless blue sky. Children of unkindness, the Ravens' child. And the legacy of unkindness is sorrow. Sorrow, and wings. (Cover art by @rentachi)

Enter a world of desolation and chaos, where the very land beneath your feet is at war. In this new reality, continents shift and the climate changes without warning. Our story begins in the ruins of what was once Darwin, now controlled by barbaric factions ruled by a single 'Prophet.' Amidst this bleak world, we meet our protagonist: a Bacca, a soldier for hire who fights when he's told to and drinks to forget. He may be a hero or an anti-hero, but that's for you to decide. Haunted by his past and the atrocities he's committed, our Bacca wanders the wasteland of old Australia in search of redemption. But as the Prophet's rule grows more tyrannical and the factions' battles intensify, he must choose a side in a conflict that threatens to consume everything and everyone he holds dear. Join us on a thrilling adventure through a world gone mad, where survival is never guaranteed and every decision could mean the difference between life and death. Copyright © 2017 Lee Dawson | All rights reserved. ************************************************************************************************* First original upload - 03/12/17 -- Currently on hold.

Nanowrimo Project of 2020! The night was the worst part. The creatures of the fields and woods screamed out, some even cried in hopes of luring someone in. I was left alone in my room, clenching my eyes shut in hopes that the man in the corner would believe I was asleep. All I had to do was stay still until morning. Everything is harder to notice when the suns out.