Thepenawards Stories

A collection of poems grown from myth and mind. Gods, monsters, and mortal men in a variety of poetic forms. Narratives and allegories as deeply rooted in the psyches of modern humanity, as in the civilizations that planted those seeds. Songs from deep within our souls to celebrate and lament, to reflect and to heed. From Arthurian heroes like Galahad and Merlin to misunderstood monsters like Medusa and Grendel, each poem tells a tale. The turmoils and challenges of each archetype provide insights into our own lives. The lessons learned span the range of human experience. The songs sung aim for our hearts and souls and strive to entertain. They are written for us all to appreciate, but most of all, to enjoy.

Enemies follow, no matter where in the world you go. Knotrium Calussa knows this better than most. Estranged from her family for falling on the wrong side of a coven war, Knotrium runs from enemies both old and knew, trying desperatly to protect the small handful of people she loves. But she's hurtling towards destruction with every new person she sinks her fangs into. As she hops country borders and leaves a trail of bodies in her wake, the covens are closing in with each step, and Knotrium is thrown farther and farther and farther into a war she didn't mean to start. _________________________________________________________________________ "It doesn't matter. I'll be with you." She shook her head and laughed, a bitter, broken sound. "Then you're a fool. Blood is everything." _______________________________________________________________________________ First place winner of the Comet Awards, Second place winner of The Boredom Awards, Second place winner of the Mystic Awards ______________________________________________________________________________ *This is the good version of our first story, The Blood Flame. This is not a sequel. **This book contains some cussing. We apologize if it offends you. You have been warned. ***Fight us, haters. Our egos are steel.

She was bruised. She was broken. Her powers were slowly going away. 'The desired leader of peace.' That's what they called her. She was not what people wanted her to be yet she manged to keep her mask on. __________________________________ He was a leader. He was feared. He belonged to a family of monsters. " A psychopath killer" That's what they called him. He was not what people wanted him to be but he managed to keep his mask on. __________________________________ They both had secrets. They both had nightmares and had gone through severe trauma. The both were polar opposites but their heart were pieces to a single puzzle. They both had been lied to and left alone with deep scars which would never fade away. And now they crossed paths only to realize that they needed each other more than they could ever imagine... Highest rank - #40 - 14/4/18 | Paranormal *******************************************************************************************

Ivypool starts to feel unloved when her sister has her kits. It's only when a mysterious cat shows up that she starts to realize where she truely belongs.

Pennyworth Compton has always wanted to play Odette in Swan Lake. Maybe now will be her chance, but what happens when jelousy poisons relationships and her costar becomes something more than just another dancer? Amazing cover made by @DisposableVillian

Highest ranking #17 in paranormal #74 in immortal What you don't know could kill you...... ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★ 16-year-old Katelyn Barnes is not new to the concept of the supernatural but then she starts getting episodes of images and memories that were new to her. When she encounters a few special people, she understands that it had more meaning to it than she'd expected. She is nearly killed for her lack of knowledge of her family's past. When she digs into her family's past she comes to know about.....a place called Ardelia. And it is not pleasant. ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

parents love is unconditional

15 April 1912, 1:55 am: I watched as the greatest ship of all time start slipping beneath the ice cold waves of the Atlantic Ocean. I was holding on to a jacket that was given to me as I watched debris get thrown in to help those who couldn't get on a boat. The man that I fell into a deep romance, maybe even fell in love, with was sitting next to me on lifeboat number 5 as we watched the unsinkable ship slip into the bottom of the ocean. I felt my tears freezing up as I cried. How did this happen? How did the unsinkable ship sink? (Book #1 of the My Story Series) **** Cover by: my mother HIGHEST RANKING:#158 in Historical Fiction on 22/7/2017 #246 in Historical Fiction on 7/7/2017 #445 in Historical Fiction on 30/6/2017 #448 in Historical Fiction on 29/6/2017 #517 in Historical Fiction on 26/6/2017 #527 in Historical Fiction on 24/6/2017 #761 in Historical Fiction on 23/6/2017

Lia Rover found out about her fire powers when she was 8 years old. All this time she ran away from city to city to find out where she really belonged. Can she ever fit in?

Placed #410 in Chicklit This story is a fictional, but historically accurate story told through the eyes of a woman who finds feminism. I researched all of the geography, created elaborate backstories for each of the characters, looked at time period specific cars, homes, prices, jobs, wages, median marriage age, popular first and last names of men and women, women in in the workforce, average household income, monthly expenditures, average family size. And that was just to write the first few pages. All of the businesses - the paper and the bank - are real and were open at the time of my story. I had to research massive woman's feminism timelines and go to the library to look at slang. I watched I Love Lucy and other time period specific stories to get a feel for how she was going to speak. I looked at hundreds of advertising campaigns, clothing, and sex appeals in advertising to use with Sharon's obsession with fashion and indoctrination by these ads in her favorite magazines. Pretty fun to write and learn about this time period in history. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it.

Emotions conveyed in words... poems that flows from my mind and out of my pen... Copyright© 2017

{[(COMPLETED)]} ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "It all started with one night," Sarah said to the investigator. She glanced at me in the corner and stepped closer to Brendon. I took a break from chewing at the chains binding my wrists to hiss at Sarah. She looked towards me and yelled, "Leave us alone!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cover made by the wonderful @CriminalBands Inspired by @Beebo_trash_

// He appeared, "the beautiful miltonic Prince of Darkness with golden hair" and grasped her hand, pulling her to the raging sea. // Blair Hendry has watched the Axwell Manor her entire life, sitting among the rolling hills, and waiting for a glimpse of the elusive Darrow family, who have inhabited the medieval mansion for decades (and even centuries). The Darrows are thought to be mysterious immortals, illegal arms dealers, and everything in between. It is not until Blair ends up with a borrowed invitation to a strange and sudden ball where she can finally have the answer to who (or what) the Darrows are. But, she stumbles into an even more intriguing mystery when she meets Evander Darrow, heir of Axwell Manor and his spellbinding gaze she cannot resist. Is it true what they say about the Darrows, that once you cross their threshold, you are now theirs? Blair must find the truth and unlock the secret of Axwell Manor, through unexplainable occurrences, strange and fiery emotions, and the real reason the Darrows lock themselves away from the outside world. A retelling of Eros (or Cupid) and Psyche

This is a fictional autobiography of an award-winning journalist by the name of Geoffrey Cunningham. Raised in the eighties, in a small but wealthy family, his father dead when he was only eight, he decides to strike a different path for himself as a grown up when he was supposed to carry the emblem of his family business with aplomb. After achieving distinction in his chosen field of journalism, as he is pressured to pen his story, he decides to anchor his personal narrative in a string of characters who affected him growing up and since. He begins in the thick of personal drama, at a moment in time when the rug was virtually pulled from under his legs. It was a seminal moment that forced him to reconsider his identity, his future and everything that had happened so far in his life. Now, he has decided to write as an experiment, breaking his lines after ten syllables as in blank verse, though metrically not sound, still aiming to be as lyrical as the story of a journalist's life may be. So readers will find some passages and lines of more or less lyrical quality, while others in plain crisp language, the sort you may expect a journalist who is penning his own story to use. There is a visual quality to the passages due to the constraint of the ten-syllable rule. The ten syllable lines are continued over breaks for paragraphs and dialogue, a convention used most noticeably in Shakespeare.

Bellerophon Zacharias Johnson, or "Z", as his friends call him, is the epitome of the word "normal". He's your typical average sixteen year-old. Well, except for the fact that he's the reincarnation of the mighty Greek god of the sky, Zeus. And when a prophecy states that a Titan and the Earth goddess are trying to destroy all of mankind, and that he's one of the only people that can stop them, his life couldn't get any crazier. But life has a way of proving people wrong, and Z is about to find out that when you're a Greek god, absolutely nothing is normal. Orion Rodriguez knows that being the sea god, Poseidon's reincarnation has its perks, and he's making the most out of his god-like abilities. He lives for things like surfing on tidal waves, swimming at freezing temperatures, and diving to bone-crushing depths, and the occasional monster that tries to kill him is merely an obstacle for him to accomplish his dreams. But when things begin to get serious and the entire world is at stake and his past comes back to haunt him, he has to protect what's most important to him, even if it costs him everything. Castor Dionne knows that he is a harbinger of death and destruction. He's the reincarnation of the feared king of death, Hades, after all. He's been an outcast for as long as he could remember. Hell, even when he was a god people avoided him like the plague. But what most people don't know is that he has lost almost everything he has ever held dear, so when Bellerophon Johnson asks Castor to join forces to save humanity, Castor sees this as his last opportunity to prove to the world-- and especially himself that he isn't cursed to kill everything he cares about. Join these teenaged heroes and their friends as they try to balance their adolescent lives, godhood, and their internal struggles while fighting against evils as old as time itself.

"Your mate. Stay out of it Xavier. She is mine!!" "Over my dead body she is yours Malcolm." "If that's what you want dog" "She is not your concern. She is my soul mate. Unlike your soulless self, you blood sucker" "Reall original like I haven't heard that one before-" "Shut up both of you. This is not some remake of that stupied Twilight movie. You both will not fight over me. YOU vampire, dont you dare ever kiss me like that again. Unless you wanna get punch once more. And YOU, Xavier, I am not your mate. I don't even know either of you!!" April, one of the last half mermaid and siren to ever swim the ocean. Forced to go to school in the only super natural high school to learn about her magical abitlies. April has to deal with two handsome men always calling her Mine. Xavier, Alpha of Crimson Storm Pack and one of the strongest packs known world wide. Has been searching for his Mate and found April the girl he is going to love with all the world and wont let some ice block head vampire take her away. Malcolm, a royal vampire with high sexual actvies. Whom found a beautiful sliver headed mermaid that all Malcolm wants to do is love for all eternally and occasionally sink his teeth into.

Mixed are the emotions, Scattered are the notions, Jumbled are the thoughts, Of feelings suppressed, feelings I forgot. Stood by and watched the scene unfold, "The way of reality," Society had told. To change my clothes and cut my hair, Was how they said to avoid their stares. I played the part, Disobeyed my heart. Living happily an insidious lie, Leaving what's left of my humanity to die. Little by little the dam piled up, Guilt and shame overflowed my cup. Goodness escaped, for she had lost her meaning, Angered at the world, I was silently screaming. So I broke apart, Anew I'd start. Now here we are at the end of my strife, Where I'll take you on a journey......a journey through my life. || Winner of the Flowery Flower Awards ||