Many are afraid, afraid of the Nameless Ones. Killers, Thieves, Rapists, and the like. They stalk around beyond the protection of the city walls. Their blood runs thick of sin. Their darkened souls thick, with hate. One would never dream to be casted off into the land of the Nameless One's. You wouldn't even think to wish it on your greatest enemies. The worst of the worst Feigms are out there. Death is an endless possiblity, and it's either kill or be killed. That there, would be the only method of survival.…
Evie Prancer, is what many would classify as a social pariah. Constantly she is teased and belittled at school. She never thought for one second that she would become one of "the popular". One day however, things seem to change miraculously for her. The only people who find it odd, are her old friends, that never treated her bad. It's not everyday the schools biggest punching bag, becomes the newest " Queen B". What is behind all the newly gained recognition? Is this finally Evie's time to shine, or is there something else planned. **WARNING** --There will be a point in this story that may be traumatizing to some readers. let this be a fair warning. I can't delve too much because it's a very crucial part of the plot, and story. I don't like giving away spoilers, so just bear with me. This story will take a sudden turn, with no warnings.--…
In this book you will find many things to help you grow as a writer and meet others on wattpad. Need readers head to the R4R section.Have writers block but want to write? Try a writing exercise , or head to the journal prompt section to write and gain some self reflection. Here you can also share your creations, awards, contests, shops and possibly make friends along the way.…
--The dark retelling of the beloved classic Little Red Ridinghood.-- Red (Redalynne) has always been an outsider amongst her own people. After her father's death, she is forced to live with her only living relative, her toxic and cruel grandmother, Yayha. Yayha makes young Red her slave, and no one in her village seems to be bothered by it. One day, Red leaves the walls that are supposed to protect the village and enters out into the forest. There she meets a boy , and she finally makes a friend, and someone she can talk to. What Red doesn't know, is her new friend harbors some dark secrets, and an even darker temper.…
Sarah Hatchett is a cynic when it comes to love. She would rather be alone with her cat, then take a chance at heartbreak. Things seem to take a turn, while out on a trip to Ireland with family and a mysterious, yet handsome man says he remembers her. Sarah finds this odd, as she has never seen him in her life, let alone stepped a foot in Europe before. However there is that wavering feeling of deja-vu, whenever he is around her.…
Battery running on empty, and no bars. Barry had to keep going. He had bigger things to worry about. His one love left him, and he no longer could live without her. He needed her, and he knew in his heart, that she needed him too. On foot he wanders the Southern parts of Alberta, Canada. Eventually he comes across something that will help him out on his quest, immensely. He continues on, eventually reaching his destination only to be followed by a pair of crow's. What is the significance of these feathered black avain's. Read on to find out.…
In the midst of a world war between human and beasts, a young princess finds out her true destiny. The dragons who were once at peace with humans, and the earth they lived in, are now forced on a contention for there own freedom. They are bound to bigotry, and chaos. The merciless dragon king feels as though a dragon can only hold the power of fire. This causes the dragons to fight amongst each other. Any dragon that holds a power other then fire is at a great turmoil for survival. The impending battle between these mythical beasts starts to wreak havoc on the world around them. Within war becomes destruction, thus the homes and cities of the humans are falling to a crumble. The humans oblivious to the real truth see this ruination as a threat, and have chosen to fight back against the dragons. One human sees the truth behind all this hostility. Princess Braelynne can speak to the dragons. She is the one person with an understanding as to why the dragons are destroying their lands. Trapped within her royalty she looks for an escape. Not only to save the dragon race, but to find a home for herself. No longer does she want to be a princess. She wishes to be a knight, a great warrior. Princesses do not weild swords, they stand behind the men that do. She now must escape the castle walls enveloping her, and the damnable clutches of her father's new wife. She must find an out, and to bring freedom not only to herself, but to the beast that now spreads fear to all humanity.…
A collection of short stories, in the horror genre. Horror stories around the fire, have been a great pastime passed down throughout the years. What's better than sleeping in the middle of some dark woods with the thought of some twisted and horrorfying story in the back of your mind. 😈😱😟👀💀👽👹🔪🔫🌃🔚🔜🆘🔥💥Full of macabre stories of killers, monsters and all things that go bump in the night. This anthology is not for the faint of heart.…
Addiction is never easy on anyone, it's especially hard on the people that love and care for the one trapped in their addiction. I had a tough childhood. My own father was addicted to hard drugs, and it was never easy on me. I had a broken childhood, and sometimes it was as if I didn't even have a home to come to. I love my dad, and always will. He had a heart attack, when I was 16. I knew it was coming, we all knew it was coming. This is a song I wrote a long time ago, to help me cope, and to get my feelings off my chest. I wrote half when he was alive, and half when he passed. He passed away on valentine's day, so you could probably take a good guess, and say I'm not one of those girls who expect flowers and candies on the "day of love" and I don't. I can tell you this living with someone with an addiction is tough, losing someone to an addiction, is something I would never wish on anyone. When a parent dies it's the worst, but it gets better throughout the years. I no longer cry, and barely feel the pain. I keep all the greatest memories close to my heart, he wasn't always an addict. He used to be a great father, and I was a daddies little girl, which I believe , made this extremely hard on me as a preteen. I hope this reaches out to someone If you feel you have an addiction, please do me a favor, and do all your loved ones a favor, and try your best to get some help. You may be hurting inside, which is why you need to fill that void, but your hurting them even more. If you know someone close to you with an addiction and need someone to talk to send me a PM, I am willing to listen. .....just got a little teary lol, what a suck haha…
