Story cover for I'm Different  by Thesoundofdoves
I'm Different
  • WpView
    Reads 38
  • WpVote
    Votes 6
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
  • WpHistory
    Time <5 mins
  • WpView
    Reads 38
  • WpVote
    Votes 6
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
  • WpHistory
    Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Jul 03, 2017
Shaye finds herself in a strange place. She knew she was different but she didn't know there were more like her. Fire, earth, water, and shadow elementals plus so much more
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add I'm Different to your library and receive updates
or
Content Guidelines
You may also like
Through Crimson Eyes by gismome7
4 parts Ongoing Mature
I imagine him as he is now, a cold echo of himself-a captive god, shackled to the ground he once knew well. For him, and for me, time crawls in the same sluggish circle. I picture the smallness of the space we put him in, and wonder if he remembers like I do. She was always drawn to storms, much like how lightning is drawn to the sky. Even at a young age, little Azura would stand beneath the thunderclouds that often visited the Sky'Lands during their journey across the Crystallin Sea, singing in a dead tongue. The chaotic beauty of the storms gave her solace, a stark contrast to the suffocating control of her makeshift family. Despite what had been promised, Azura couldn't help but feel a certain coldness each time a storm moved on without her. A coldness that only grew stronger and more present with each passing season, leaving her torn between the safety of familiarity and a longing for what lay beyond the open sea. Change had always taken something from her, bringing fear and loss of what had once been familiar. Facing change alone was terrifying, especially from the perspective of a gifted girl who had been isolated all her life. From the moment he was born, Damien's life had never been his own. Orphaned amidst the lower class and considered property of the Crown, it seemed his future had been set in stone, predetermined by those born with silver blood. To work arduously with his head held low and his mouth sealed shut until death would come for him. A death that seemed mockingly out of reach. Scars covered his body, some inflicted by the hands of the upper class, while others he had done to himself, as there was no such thing as a free slave in the Kingdom of Dunstan as long as the Royals lived. --------------------------------------------------- As of 2024, this will be the official place for my story. I've decided to use my actual name instead of my pen names. Copyright: All Rights Reserved to Brandi Rixford (Gismome7/Bealyn Rix/Snowbear17)
Dragon Bound - The Saga of Flames and Frost by opheliasikes
11 parts Complete Mature
Illara had trained all her life for this moment. She had been chosen - from all eligible women throughout the three kingdoms - to be presented to the dragon. Her noble sacrifice would ensure the safety of her lands for a full year. She glowed with pride at the thought. And any moment now the massive dragon would come soaring over the mountains, his massive strength and awesome power - What was this? Along a rocky pass, moving with the persistence of a love-struck cow, was something metallic. Something shiny. Her heart thundered with panic as the object drew closer and resolved into a shape. For she knew it could ruin everything. It could cause the destruction of all she held dear. It was a knight. * * * Half of all proceeds of the Dragon novelettes benefit battered women's shelters. While this first book is non-explicit, due to the strong sexual content and adult situations in future books, this romantic suspense series is recommended for readers aged 17+. The series is structured for readers to read along as I write them to offer feedback and suggestions on the complex storyline. If you're the style of reader who would prefer to wait until the entire series is finished before you tackle it, that is fine! Simply wait until the series is complete and I'll offer the boxed set. I do that with all of my books. The reason I publish as I write is that I don't write full time and it can sometimes take months for me to finish up a storyline. There are readers who don't want to wait - who would rather read along as I go and stay engaged in the process. That way they can provide feedback and suggestions on the storyline. Whichever way works well for you, I provide an option. I'd love to hear from you at my website at OpheliaSikes.com.
A Vampire's Life Book 6 by xMishx
33 parts Complete Mature
Ariella doesn't want to love a human, they have ruined her world, tried to steal from her, taken those she loved away from her and made her life difficult on a regular basis. Rogues still roam the planet, avoiding detection and hounding the family property with constant attacks. One little prophecy keeps the Mordecai family in the rogues sights, continuing their efforts to return control of the planet to the humans. Ariella doesn't want to love a dark being either. They too have ruined her world, lying and cheating on her. Some of those men from her past can be ignored, avoided by choice. But there are some that she can not avoid. There is one from her past that she wished she never had to look at again. He might be her past but he is her present too, creating inner turmoil for Ariella. Social functions and elder meetings have always been hell for Ariella, having to face the one man she wished she could plunge a stake into. Lucian Eliade Leonte. As the son of the ruler of the realm, her former boyfriend is always going to be a part of her social circle, always going to be a part of her life. In her eighty-five years of life, all Ariella has ever wanted was to be loved by someone who would do the right thing by her. But the men that had entered her life had taken a knife to her world, twisting it in her heart and causing grief. Sworn off all men, she now lives her love life through her feeding. Never exposing herself, never letting her guard down. Her frozen heart is rock hard, never to be broken. At least, that was what she hoped. One slave bought for duties at her family residence will change how Ariella lives her life. Can the slave break through the facade of a domineering, cold hearted woman to be the love of her life? Or will he be like all the men before him, becoming a liar and a thief? © This story is copyrighted no part may be reproduced by any process nor may any other exclusive right be exercised without the permission of xMishx 2013/14
You may also like
Slide 1 of 9
Through Crimson Eyes cover
Catalyst cover
Bond of the Elements (Book 1 in the BOE Trilogy)  cover
Phoenix [Completed] cover
Dragon Bound - The Saga of Flames and Frost cover
A Vampire's Life Book 6 cover
Shifters Revealed cover
A Legend Is Born cover
dragon fire  cover

Through Crimson Eyes

4 parts Ongoing Mature

I imagine him as he is now, a cold echo of himself-a captive god, shackled to the ground he once knew well. For him, and for me, time crawls in the same sluggish circle. I picture the smallness of the space we put him in, and wonder if he remembers like I do. She was always drawn to storms, much like how lightning is drawn to the sky. Even at a young age, little Azura would stand beneath the thunderclouds that often visited the Sky'Lands during their journey across the Crystallin Sea, singing in a dead tongue. The chaotic beauty of the storms gave her solace, a stark contrast to the suffocating control of her makeshift family. Despite what had been promised, Azura couldn't help but feel a certain coldness each time a storm moved on without her. A coldness that only grew stronger and more present with each passing season, leaving her torn between the safety of familiarity and a longing for what lay beyond the open sea. Change had always taken something from her, bringing fear and loss of what had once been familiar. Facing change alone was terrifying, especially from the perspective of a gifted girl who had been isolated all her life. From the moment he was born, Damien's life had never been his own. Orphaned amidst the lower class and considered property of the Crown, it seemed his future had been set in stone, predetermined by those born with silver blood. To work arduously with his head held low and his mouth sealed shut until death would come for him. A death that seemed mockingly out of reach. Scars covered his body, some inflicted by the hands of the upper class, while others he had done to himself, as there was no such thing as a free slave in the Kingdom of Dunstan as long as the Royals lived. --------------------------------------------------- As of 2024, this will be the official place for my story. I've decided to use my actual name instead of my pen names. Copyright: All Rights Reserved to Brandi Rixford (Gismome7/Bealyn Rix/Snowbear17)