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What if... What if you could see past the barriers of space and time? What if you could could live far and wide within the inexistent limits of the universe? What if you weren't vulnerable to pain, to diesase, to famine, to death... to feelings? Well, I can, my name is Everly Kerr, and this is the story of how my existance shifted. The love story of two soulmate spirits wandering around the universe. *Single-chapter story *kokoro (こころ) (japanese) : n. heart *cover photograph by: Oleg Oprisco

At the age of 14 , Aurora Belle Johnson, lost the people she loved one by one. Her best friend, her father, and her mother buried and out of reach all in the same year. When all was at loss she thought she could at least rely on the boy she loved but lost him to an unknown hatred. So she fled. Four years later, she's back, ready for a new start in the place she once called home. However, her past seems to catch up to her and lies take over. What will happen when lies and love join forces? What will she do when secrets get exposed? Will her constant run from the past end when the truth is finally out? Read to find out... (please haha)

A hot young photographer shoots a conspiracy murder, has cops and the killer chasing after those pictures, hooks up with a fugitive punk girl to cover his back.

Meet our killer. Well, maybe not meet. See her work. *This is a fanfic, kinda. This is my contest piece for a Horror/Halloween contest #onlyonedirection. And for #wattpad4. Enjoy, or not. Story One of the Little Things Series

The Final Catch, a darkly, humorous urban fantasy whose characters have a bad date with destiny. Jane Starr doesn't know she's a witch. She loves spas and new age philosophy, and she loves the guidance she gets from her Ouija board, especially after sipping several glasses of a decanted Cabernet. If a pedicure and a palm read came to her as a Groupon, she'd start to purr. Jane's a new resident of Meadowvale where she draws the unwanted attention of Devon Raker, a minor demon, and Maisie Price, the town psychic and sorceress. Jane unwittingly forfeits her precious, personal freedom when she accidently releases the imprisoned spirits of the major arcana in Maisie's tarot deck. Her body and spirit are taken as collateral and bound by the magical vortices of the Star card until she can return each escaped character to Maisie's cursed box of tarot cards. Cover Artist: Andriy Zholudyev

My name is Daniel Highlans and I am undiscovered. This is my story. It's nothing special, because I'm nothing special. Just a wallflower of a seventeen year old trying to make his way through the final year of high school. Now, by undiscovered I don't mean that my amazing talent is undiscovered (truth is, I don't even have an amazing talent). I'm just undiscovered, me, floating around in an endless sea of people waiting for the right one to come along and find me. Take the definition of discovered: to be found be someone unexpectedly or in the course of a search. That's what I want. I want to be discovered by someone.

Sophie was looking forward to a romantic beach vacation with her boyfriend but Jason had to drop a bombshell a few days before they were to set out. Now Sophie is going alone and while she is not happy about it, Sophie is still determined to have a good time. Even if that good time comes in the form of a tan, sexy, blue eyed, blond hair surfer with deliciously chiseled muscles. "Summer fling, don't mean a thing But, oh, oh, those summer nights" -Grease, Summer Nights. ~ ~ Excerpt: As I walked up to Drew his smile soften and he said in a soft voice, "Hey." I looked up into his blue eyes that seemed to somehow get even brighter out here, "Hello." "Can you do me a favor and hold my board for me while I get my wet-suit on?" I nodded at him placing a hand on it and looking at his board, actually seeing it for the first time. It was dark, almost teal, blue with a pair of white lines running down the middle. It was simple but I liked it, I turned back to Drew to say as much. Seeing he had already taken off the jeans he was wearing and had orange plaid swim trunks on underneath, nothing left my mouth as I looked at him. I had glanced back just in time to watch Drew take his tank top off and all I could do was stare at him, my mouth still open from the words I never uttered. I took in his toned chest and rippling six-pack, all of his torso an even tan. I was still drinking in the site of him when he looked over at me. Somehow I got the feeling Drew knew what he was doing to me, the effect he had.

All teenagers must have a purpose, all magicians must fight, and all prophecies must come true. Like most teenagers, Candace Brown just wants to finish school and begin the next chapter of her life. One day just that happens and she discovers a world of magic. She is sent on a perilous mission where she learns about a prophecy that makes her mission sound like it will have a cataclysmic end. She must join together with her fellow magicians and battle their common enemies, whose power continues to strengthen. Candace is forced to ignore a daunting prophecy and overcome her fears in time to end the battle, but rather than ending it, she begins something much worse.

This ideology is offered to all who fall in love and has been hurt. This written work is composed of lines that in each line speaks the reality the concept of the idea of love in all forms. In the Philippines, you will always hear bitter Filipinos "Walang forever" or there is no forever. I as grasp the concept of what is love in my silver years, I firmly discuss love as a concept and philosophy.

Aisling is a red headed, hot tempered tomboy who may not be the perfect princess material, but makes up the works of a strong warrior. When the kingdom comes under the threat of the Unknowns, a rebel group, Aisling will need to embrace her inner warrior for not only the sake of her family, but the sake of the entire kingdom. Aisling embarks on a mission filled to the brim with epic sword fights, magical creatures and events that can make or brake her. She soon realizes that the hero fantasy she had imagined may not be all it is depicted to be. Copyright ©2014 Theft of ideas can result in serious consequences

I am Isadora and I could die tomorrow. Why? Because I'm a Defendor. My duty is to protect the Lawre, the city we all live for. But I didn't choose this fate. Oh no. I was born with it. Welcome to my world, where a bow is my best friend, Their rules my enemy and society a disaster. ------------------ *This Is Not A Hunger Games Fanfic!* Copyright © 2014 thechocolatebutton *please do not steal my work!* -PERFECT cover by jennisonsilverye! :D-

Mathias Cole thought he was a normal college kid. He studied, attended class, and went to parties. On one fateful night, after a wild, frat party at a nearby cabin, Mathias dies. Well he was supposed to anyway. However, he is alive and well with only a few bruises and some mild amnesia. Everyone says he should have died, so why didn't he? Alexa Winters knew she wasn't normal. She hasn't been "normal" for almost 200 years. She was a Reaper and her latest case file was Mathias Cole. She too is surprised when the accident that was supposed to claim his 22 year old life doesn't. What's a Reaper to do when a person just won't die? Or better yet, why can't he just die?

Eve is a nineteen year old girl that lives her life just like anybody else. She lives with her family in the suburbs of Chicago, her parents are scientists and her little brother Charlie is the person she adores more in the world. But when this world is turned upside down and Eve finds herself coming home just to find her family death and some creepy guys searching for something in her house, her life is never the same. She runs away and she soon starts to realize the world as she always known is not the same anymore. People are starting to disappear, to be killed and soon the streets of Chicago are empty. Will Eve find out what happened, who killed her family and why? And will she do it all by herself, or will she find help along the way? Find out for yourselves...

This is a story of creativity, travel, and broken dreams, but mostly it's about how creativity saved my life. A brand commission for Microsoft Surface.

Hey. I'm Liberty. That boy at school who is the sportiest, most popular and apparently almost cleverest too is DEFINITELY not related to me in any way at all. Yup. He's definitely not my brother - in public. We kept it that way for a long time to avoid any trouble. Until that tsunami hit and there's only one person in the world I'm left with. Take a guess. You won't be wrong. ----------------- Copyright © 2014 thechocolatebutton *please do not steal my work!* -Credit to GirlNextDoor4U for the brilliant cover :D-