Two 'average' Community College girls have their lives changed overnight when they accidentally cross over into a different dimension. Suddenly, Chim's biggest problem is no longer coming out to her parents, while this dimension might be the solution to Max's biggest problem. ***** Chim Nedi is your typical upstanding college student with above-average grades living a seemingly normal life. Max Campbell is the opposite with below-average grades, a traumatic car accident experience from a couple of years ago, and a slight marijuana problem. But what happens when they find themselves in a different dimension, a parallel universe of sorts with no one that understands but themselves? What happens as they explore this new world while exploring themselves and their relationship with each other? Can this fantasy world lead to romance? (Book One of The INTERDIMENSIONAL series.) Content and/or Trigger Warning: Drug use, grief, addiction, torture

WATTPAD BOOKS EDITION. Bound by fate. Divided by duty. Yenni has never been this far from home. With only her wits, her strength, and her sacred runelore, the fierce Yirba warrior princess is alone in the Empire of Cresh. It's a land filled with strange magics and even stranger people-all of whom mistrust anyone who's different. But Yenni will prove herself, and find the cure for her father's wasting illness. She will not fail. No one warned her about the dragons. Especially not about him. Yet there is something powerful and compelling about the violet-black dragon known as Weysh. In human form he's muscular, beautiful-and completely infuriating. What kind of arrogant creature claims a stranger as his Given; as his destined mate? Yenni is no man's-or dragon's-plaything. But other magics must be at work here, because Weysh might just be her best hope at finding the answers she seeks. Only now Yenni can't tell if she's fighting an attraction to a dragon . . . or fighting fate itself.

Nicholas Lao Batista, editorial assistant at Will & Williamson Publishing, was not a naturally quiet person. Very few knew this, and he was not one of them. What he failed to say out loud, he wrote instead. It was something a starving artist would say, the kind he would talk shit on if he were loud and a hypocrite. Unfortunately for him, Nicholas was the starving artist, and his art was all he had: his only chance to be at the center of something. He never expected he would one day wind up literally at the center of it, plunging through the pages of an ancient journal into the story he wrote. Except nothing was as intended, and with every passing day, it became harder and harder to tell bad from good. What Nicholas needed was a way home, but he found himself wanting something more - something to do with unwavering eyes and surprisingly gentle hands.

With the safety of her old life a distant memory, Morana must reconcile the girl she used to be with the woman she is becoming. She can no longer naively believe that hiding in the shadows will keep her safe; she must carefully balance using her magic for protection and using it to gain power. That's a line that is becoming increasingly blurred the longer she remains a captive of the king. Kuga, the king's Winter Woman, is commanded to train her in the ways of Deathsingers so she can enter Araphel, and Morana discovers that the Banshee was not all that different from her once. Without her dearest friends and her fierce protector, she has only herself and her dark magic to rely on to stay alive-a task made even more difficult by revenge seeking soldiers and the mad prince she once loved. But one thing hasn't changed. Vyta and Dycidium remain unlit, and until their fires shine bright again, the world will continue to unravel. She is the only one who stands a chance of entering Araphel and staying alive long enough to restore the portal, but even if she is successful, the fight won't be over. No matter what Tievel claims, the king's interest in the portal goes beyond righting the wrongs of the past. To have a chance at stopping him, she knows she must do whatever it takes to become strong enough to stop him. And if that means fighting fire with fire, then she will embrace the darkness within, becoming the very monster she's always feared she was. Season 2 of The Deathsinger

The angels of Elysia are dying, and it's all Micah's fault. Stealing the Heart of Asariel was never intended as anything more than a harmless prank. It was certainly never supposed to end in the Heart lost to the earth, and Micah caught red-handed. In an attempt to put an end to his troublemaking ways, he is tasked with recovering his fallen treasure. The crime-ridden city of Anhren is far from the sheltered life he's used to. With a multitude of greedy humans eager to make use of the Heart's magical properties on his tail, his only option is to team up with Corinne, a sharpshooter with killing thick in her blood, if he is to survive. If the Heart falls into the wrong hands, it will destroy everything Micah knows and loves. But if he's not careful, his own heart will prove just as deadly. -♡- [beautiful cover by @avadel] ~ Completed ~ May 2023 Editor's Pick

(The Madison Chronicles #1) WINNER Wattys 2022! Unlock the power of music, magic, and memory. Inspired by 'His Dark Materials' and the 'Mortal Engines' books, 'Sadie Madison and the Boy in the Crimson Scarf' is the first book in 'The Madison Chronicles': an epic tale of music, magic, and memory. Since the beginning of time, the Narrowers have collected and stored every memory that was ever forgotten in a dimension known as the Vents. Now, at the turn of the twentieth century, the Foretelling-a prophecy that threatens to tear theVents apart-is poised to reveal itself. Twelve-year-old Sadie Madison cannot forget. Anything. Sadie lives with her family in the town of Iron Bridge, on the banks of the River Myr, deep in the Shadow Valley, where she loves reading scary books and playing make-believe. But when her father tells her a bedtime story about the Narrowers, Sadie wonders whether her ability to remember is somehow linked to the Vents; connected to every memory, hope, and secret that has ever been...

'Magic Wielder Aire, finds herself at the heart of a rebellion she has always tried to avoid, to dismantle the brutal Empire that hunts her people.' A tale as old as time. Magic is forbidden in the ever-growing empire of Kaelara and those who wield it are hunted it. Aire, a trader of secrets, has spent her years hiding the curse in her blood, determined to survive despite all that hunts her. But, when her hard built life is torn apart by betrayal, she is forced to navigate a world of magic and treachery, hunted by a ruthless soldier of the Empire who speaks of regicide and rebellion. To survive, she must turn to the curse of magic in her blood. A magic only she can harness to save herself and cleave a future for her dwindling people.

Neal stepped forward, he reached out a hand, tracing every inch of bare skin. My body flamed with his touch. He placed one hand over my heart. It pounded in my chest like it was trying to burst free into Neal's intense, sensual touch. It knew exactly where we belonged, right there with Neal. "Cynthia, there was never any choice, it was always you." He closed the last bit of space that remained between us, our lips pressed together, mouths mingling. His tongue slide inside mine, exploring while I explored his. With one swift motion, Neal brought us together until it was impossible to tell where I ended and Neal began. I moaned into his mouth, my nails diffing into the back of his shoulders. My stomach flipped and a need started to grow deep inside me. ************************************************************************************ Cynthia has never been one with her pack. Her maternal bloodline had been long-standing Beta's in the Oak Creek pack until her mother made a near fatal error, falling in love with a man from the outside. Cynthia knew nothing of her father, she didn't even know what he looked like. All pictures had been destroyed, and so had he. She wanted nothing more than to leave, but she stayed for her mother who stayed for goddess knows what reason. That wasn't the only reason Cynthia was ostracized by her pack though, it was because unlike anyone else, Cynthia's goddess given wolf abilities had never manifested fully like they were supposed to. Instead, her father's abilities ran through her veins, overpowering the animal inside. But what happens when Cynthia discovers that there is enough wolf in her to grant her that same connection werewolves seek? What happens when she discovers there's a mate out there for her too, and that it just so happens to be the Alpha's son?

Featured at Wattpad's Editor Picks list. Luna, an overworked Engineer, had an unfortunate end. Her spirit, feeling wronged, fights Death for a second chance in life. Death grants her the wish, but with a catch. She gets to live a new life in a new world. A world that came from a book she had been reading before. But the worst part..... she becomes Lucreatia, a side character bound to die miserable, at the hands of the hero. Luna vows to find a way to avoid her death and live peacefully her days, this time. Would she be able to do it? Or the story, already written cannot be changed? Find out! Act I: Finished (~41k words) Act II: Finished (~ 60k words) Act III: Starting ---------//‐---------- I would like to welcome everyone who came to read my story! Feedback, as long it is constructive and polite, is appreciated. This story is my first one on Wattpad and is being written on my phone during some free time. So forgive me for any mistake. In all, I hope you enjoy the story as much as I do writing it. The story will be told on a first-person basis. I feel Luna/Lucreatia would be a kick-ass girl 😁 The world would have magic and in terms of clothes and so on, close to the Victorian era. The story has strong language and talks about serious issues like death for example. At least a PG-13 type of story. You have been warned! In case mature content comes up I will warn up here and change the content rating. I may edit after publishing, though I always try to bring the finished product. Update date: Every Sunday Hopefully 😅 To be added to Royal Road (as well as Wattpad). Cover made on Canva Cover photo: Photo by Alice Alinari on Unsplash Thank you ! 🏆Highest Rank: #1 in undiscovered out of 6.68k #2 in 'isekai' out of 7.09k #1 in 'extra' out of 5.12k #1 in 'royalty' out of 37.1k #75 in 'magic' out 232k

The Fae who's lost everything. and the Soldier with nothing left to lose. The Queen, freshly crowned in bloodshed and fear. and the Stranger on the run from a world that wants him dead. The Songbird at the head of a realm on the brink of war. and the Wolf who'll stop at nothing to protect his new home. ☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦ When a broken man stumbles across the border, no one expects him to survive the night. They believe he comes seeking to use them - as so many before him have. But the stranger comes with a world of hate at his heels. Robbed of the one piece of control he ever had, and the few people he loved. He doesn't come seeking refuge nor riches. But a dignified end. A request the war-weary fae have no doubts will be quickly complied with. Their Queen, newly crowned yet her reign has already been tarnished. A Queen who has already seen far too much bloodshed in a far too short life, is tired of it. Instead she makes the newcomer a proposition. A place among them. An offer Quinn willingly accepts. For the first time in longer than either of them can remember, they face a life of peace. Something neither of them had ever expected to live long enough to see. A novelty neither of them was prepared for. And side by side they make their way into a new world and its challenges. Two worlds that ought never to have collided, but in each other they find familiar scars, a chance to heal. But it was never meant to last. Their history haunts them every step of the way, and finally it catches up to them. Elodie must fight for the peace she has spent so long fostering, but it already seems to be a losing battle. Quinn must prove himself deserving of all that he has been given, but he faces the threat he has spent so long running from. A fight for their lives, their love. But it may already prove too late. For there are some wounds even time can't heal.