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✦ THE GOLDEN AWARDS ✦ An awards event celebrating the stories, characters, and writers that make Wattpad worth reading. Original fiction & fanfiction welcome. 🏆 Category Awards 🌟 Readers' Choice Awards 👑 The Golden Awards Discover new stories. Celebrate fellow writers. Let your story take the spotlight.

ئێلا کچێکە کە لەگەڵ Panic Attack دەجەنگێت... هەموو ڕۆژێک شەڕێکە لەگەڵ ترسە ناوخۆییەکانی دەكات ئایا ئێلا دەتوانێ بەسەر نەخۆشیەكەی زاڵ بێت یاخود نەخۆشیەكە بەسەر ئێلا دا زاڵ دەبێت ؟؟؟ ئایا دڵێک دەتوانێ لە تاریکییەکانی خۆی ڕزگار بێت؟ بەڵام کاتێک فیلێکس دەچێتە ناو ژیانی... ئایا دەتوانێ ببێتە ئەو ڕووناکییەی کە ئێلا پێویستی پێیە؟ لەگەڵ ترسەکانی دەجەنگێت... بەڵام کەسێک هەیە کە دەستی بگرێت؟؟؟ ‎تكایە دەتوانی قسە بكەیت ئێمە تا بەیانی لێرە ناوەستین تا قسەیەک بكەی ئەوە تۆ باسی چ نەفرەتیەک دەكەی واتا چی ئێلا دیار نەماوەەەەە!!! ‎چ...چ..چۆن واتا بۆچی بەهۆی من ئێلا تووشی ئەم نەخۆشیە بووە؟؟؟ ئەو هیچی تر كچی تۆ نیە ئەو كچی ئێمەیە ئەو كچی منە گەمژەی پیس ‎هەموو مافێكی ئەم چیرۆكە بۆخۆم دەگە ڕێتەوە وە هەوڵ بردنی مەدە✖️ Get started:8/7/2026 END:7/8/2026 Life Under Felix's Light Writer:Myyshano_8➰

🪷📖 WELCOME TO MY FIRST 5 CHAPTERS REVIEW CHAOS!! 📖🪷 Got a Wattpad book? 👀 Want someone to read the first 5 chapters and tell you what I REALLY think? 😭 Then drop your book here!! 🫵📚 I'll read your first 5 chapters, judge- I mean REVIEW them 😂, scream internally, fall in love with characters, question plot decisions, and give you my honest thoughts. 🧍‍♀️📖💀 There are rules. There are requirements. There is absolutely no escaping them. 😭 Everything you need to know is inside, so GO READ THE RULES BEFORE COMMENTING YOUR BOOK. 🪷 Now... WHO'S BRAVE ENOUGH TO GO FIRST? 👀🔥

# ✨ THE AURELIA AWARDS 2026 **The stories are written. The pages are turned. Now, it's time to see which ones will shine.** 🏆 Welcome to **The Aurelia Awards** - an annual celebration of the stories that captivated us, the characters we couldn't forget, the writers who brought entire worlds to life, and the moments that had readers screaming, crying, laughing, and begging for the next chapter. From **Fantasy to Romance. Mystery to Thriller. Drama to Comedy.** Every genre has its stage. Every story has its chance. 🏆 **Who will claim the crown?** ✨ **Which story will steal the spotlight?** 📖 **Which writer will leave their mark?** With **genre awards, story awards, character awards, reader favourites, and unexpected fun categories**, The Aurelia Awards is more than a competition - it's a celebration of the stories that make reading worth staying up for. So, writers... **Polish your pages. Rally your readers. Step into the spotlight.** 🌟 **The Aurelia Awards 2026 are calling.** *Celebrating Stories That Shine.*

Life isn't how you always expect it to go; it's very unexpected. Things can go wrong, things can go right the way you want or maybe even demanding. Well, my name is Aarshia. I am a 16 year old girl. As a second child, people in my family don't really take me seriously or my words or my feelings. I hope you guys will understand how my story revolves around me as you keep reading, I'll be sharing the story through different characters. What my dreams are. The mistakes I made. And the times I overthink at 2AM. The moments I want to change but cannot and the ones I want to forget but I can't. And this is me, still figuring out a page at a time.

"It seemed wonderful to us, then, that we were alive. That our organic bodies-organs sheathed in muscle and tissue-could balance themselves on two feet, could walk, dance, run barefoot through wet earth, skimming over the gnarled roots of trees that stretched outward, toward some unseen horizon. That, while alive, we could form connections with others of our kind: speak, touch, hold hands. Or love."

Pouring my life and feelings into poetry Will be releasing Sep

No filter. No script. Just me. Welcome to the part of my brain that probably should've stayed private. Random thoughts. Unpopular opinions. Writer problems. Obsessions. Stories. Rants. Delusions. Tiny moments that somehow become huge in my head. Basically, this isn't a book. It's me opening my brain and letting you scroll through it. 😭 Some days it'll be funny. Some days it'll be completely unserious. Some days it'll get unexpectedly deep. And sometimes... I genuinely won't know what I'm talking about. So grab your imaginary coffee, sit down, and prepare yourself. Because once I start yapping, there is absolutely no guarantee I'll stop. - apsara_writingss 🖤

The Ring of Shadow has been forged... Sauron has returned. The inscription carved upon the Ring of Shadow In the Black Speech of Mordor: Ash burzum-ishi krimpatul. Agh gimbatul-ishi burz. Ash krimp durbatul, agh gimb-ishi lost. Ash nazg durbatulûk. Pronunciation (English): Ash BOOR-zoom EE-shee KRIM-pah-tool. Agh GIM-bah-tool EE-shee BOORZ. Ash KRIMP door-BAH-tool, agh GIMB EE-shee LOST. Ash NAZG door-bah-too-LOOK. English translation: "From darkness I return... From the remnants of power I am reborn... I rule what has fallen and reclaim what was lost... One Ring to rule them all." In a world where the echoes of the War of the Ring still linger beneath the dark mountains of Moria, a mysterious metal is discovered-one unknown even to the greatest minds of the Elves. As the forbidden legacy of Saruman is revived and Sauron returns bearing a new Ring, the heroes of Middle-earth face a power that seeks not merely to conquer kingdoms, but to reclaim everything it once lost. The Ring of Shadow has been forged... and the Age of Darkness has begun once more.

Welcome to The Romance Bracket Awards. A fan writing contest where your romance book gets a real chance to be read, reviewed, and recognized. 100 entries. One bracket. One winner. Check the chapters inside for full rules, how to enter, and updates on each round. - hosted by Soren_Writer, author of I Won't Date You.

A love letter meant for Iris... was delivered to Eris instead. It should have ended in disaster. Instead, it became the beginning of an impossible love. Cleon, a gentle stream god, never imagined the fearsome Goddess of Discord would appear at his doorstep because of a single mistake. Faced with a misunderstanding that could cost him his life, he tells one desperate lie. It changes everything. What begins with a misplaced letter slowly gives the Goddess of Discord something she has never possessed before: A home. But no lie can last forever. And when forgotten truths begin to stir, both gods may discover that the greatest discord is not found upon a battlefield... ...but in choosing between the truth they owe the world and the happiness they found in each other.

Prince Caelan of Valedain has lost everything-his kingdom, his freedom, and, if King Aldric has his way, his life. Dragged before the conquering king in chains and sentenced to die, Caelan does not face death quietly. He begs. He bargains. He fights with everything he has for one more chance to live. But with the executioner's axe already falling, Princess Elena does the one thing no one in the court expects. She stops it. Elena has spent her life being trained to rule. She is feared for her sharp judgment, respected for her ruthlessness, and notoriously uninterested in every prince and nobleman placed before her. Until Caelan. There is something in the conquered prince's desperate determination to live-and in the honesty she sees in his eyes-that she cannot ignore. Saving him is only the beginning. With a defeated kingdom still restless, a court watching their every move, and enemies who would rather see the last prince of Valedain dead, Elena and Caelan must discover whether what began with an act of mercy can become something neither of them expected. A conquered prince. A ruthless princess. A love neither expected.

Autumn wraps around Ashmoor like a secret... In the quiet town of Ashmoor, where every street glows amber and cafés smell of cinnamon, eighteen-year-old Elsie Carter has spent years hiding away from the world. Until one rainy October evening, an unexpected typewritten letter arrives-along with a tiny silver key she never knew existed. The instruction is simple: Be at Hawthorn House at 7PM. Come alone. Hawthorn House has stood empty for decades-feared, whispered about, forgotten. But when Elsie arrives, she isn't alone. Three other girls, each with their own mysterious letter and matching key, step out of the autumn mist. Four strangers. Four identical keys. One house holding secrets that will bind them together forever. As the clock strikes seven, the iron gates creak open... and their story begins. 🍂 A cozy, atmospheric mystery perfect for fall.

A book club made by writers, for writers. 📖✨ Every month, we read a new story, leave genuine comments, earn credits through engagement, and give another writer their moment in the spotlight. Read. React. Support. Get supported.

An enticing aroma wafted into the room as the man ground well-roasted coffee beans with a manual grinder. He extremely poured the ground coffee into the coffee maker. He headed to his desk with two packets of sugar. A mug with a picture of an elderly fireman and a boy was waiting for him there. Just as he was about to sit down, the attendant burst through the door, urgency in his voice. - Captain, we received a report of a collapsed bridge between Tsarevo and Nestinarka with potential casualties! - Understood ! - the captain quickly activated the section alarm and turned off the stove under the coffee maker. He pushed the colleague aside and left his office. - Team, we are not moving fast! He grabbed a fireman's helmet and put on a fireproof suit. Pulled door support and took the driver's seat in the fire engine. In his left side mirror, this one caught a glimpse of his team. One by one they climbed into the cockpit as he started the engine. The fire truck's wipers whistle as they rub against the windshield. I barely manage the large amount of water. The captain's visibility is greatly reduced due to the nightfall, but despite this, he does not take his foot off the gas. Suddenly two lights appeared in the distance in front of them. He narrowed his eyes and coolly turned the steering wheel to the side. The fire engine plowed the water on its way, wings after you. Outside, rain poured down at three hundred liters per square meter and drowned out the wail of the sirens...

Beginning Again: My Writing Journey What if beginning again isn't about starting from nothing-but finally learning how to use what you've already had all along? I've wanted to write books for years. I've created characters, imagined stories, built relationships, and watched entire scenes unfold in my head. I've even written some of them. But wanting to write a book and actually knowing how to write one are two very different things. So, I'm beginning again. Beginning Again: My Writing Journey is my personal journey of learning how to write digital books-from understanding the craft and discovering my strengths and weaknesses, to practicing scenes, developing characters, building story universes, and learning how to turn the stories in my head into words on a page. This isn't a finished writer teaching you how to write. This is me learning. There will be lessons. There will be exercises. There will be old stories revisited. There will probably be mistakes. And hopefully, there will be growth. One lesson. One exercise. One chapter at a time. And somewhere along the way, I'll be preparing myself to finally write the stories I've been carrying with me for years. This is where I begin again. Begin. Bloom. Become.

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BENEATH THE DARKNESS In the hidden kingdom of Anthera, life beneath the human world has always followed its own order. Until something begins to change. When the balance of the colony is disturbed, trust is tested, friendships are strained, and questions begin to emerge where there were once only certainties. As the kingdom struggles to hold itself together, no one realizes how deeply the past is connected to what is happening now. Some truths are forgotten. Some are misunderstood. And some are better left buried. Trust nothing you see. The truth lies beneath.

In "Limitations Prompted by Inaction," follow Oba's journey as he grapples with the weight of unfulfilled dreams amidst the comforts of adulthood. At twenty-eight, the once-bright ambition of being an entrepreneur and author has faded into a routine existence. Yet, a moment of introspection ignites a spark, urging Oba to confront his complacency and reignite his passions. As he navigates the exhilarating yet daunting world of self-discovery, he ventures into creating community leading workshops, fostering connections, and embracing vulnerability through creativity. This book captures the essence of resilience and the transformative power of storytelling, reminding us that while the path may be riddled with challenges, it is through collective support and authentic expression that we rise together toward our dreams.

"A voice, not an echo." Want a chance to have your work featured in our debut magazine? Submit to Voicebox! We're looking for honest, thought-provoking, creative work--the kind of stuff you're just a little bit afraid to share with the world. We accept poetry, fanfiction, and non-fiction. Our community is accepting and supportive of each other, and this account is so much more than just simple contests and magazines. Us and our community can't wait to see your work!