**Featured by Wattpad HQ in the Curated By You RL** **Featured and Interviewed on TeenFiciton for the API Month** **Historical Fiction Spotlight** When Bridgerton meets Once upon a time in a compelling Standalone Historical Fantasy! _________________ During the 1920s, while escaping from his once-idyllic hamlet in rural India, Neil loses the only person who mattered to him. Rescued by a hunter, he molds himself into one of the best warriors of Cascadia. Impressed, the queen gives him a direct order to kill a traitor to the kingdom; the crowned prince, Dove. As a reward, he is offered a potion which was a way to bring back his lover from the dead. Despite being the sole heir, Dove has been relegated to the role of a servant by his stepmother. Neil could not bring himself to complete the task when their paths cross. So, they join forces facing challenging quests to collect seven items required to make the potion. The only catch? They need to do so before the last shard of the mystical glass painting falls as the potion would then expire. As the clock ticks, Neil is left to make a choice. Will he betray the young prince and become the hero of the kingdom or try to complete an impossible task with the risk of facing a lifetime of cruelty in the dungeons? ________________ Second draft editing was done with the help of @eacomiskey please check out her works too! **I do not own the cover image. Credits to the very talented Mulan Jiang**

Book 1 of Rewritten: The Inamorate Saga. The great reveal had been beneficial for some. Elves, particularly, with their beauty and grace and quiet manipulation of the world around them. They thrived in the light, able to infiltrate human structure with ease, carving out a place for their kind at the most crucial of times. Their leaders set down territory lines, segregating cities and even states for themselves, for the growth of their people. They flourished, building their empire on the backs of those withered beneath. Fae, however, didn't find such a foothold. They remained in the darkness, hidden away in the tangles of forest untouched by humans, trapped within their clans. The dark ages reigned through those woodlands, void of modern technology and any shade of defiance. Monarchs ruled, surrounded by warriors, enforcing their law upon the common people. Outside, there was talk of abuse, of forced subjugation, whispers from those fae that had made it, that had escaped. Salem had chosen to remain silent. Five years had passed, not a soul knew of the clan he had fled. He had a family, three brothers who had taken him in, who had chosen to house him rather than barter money for the purity he still held. There was a normality to the world, to the life that Salem had forged. There was no reason for change, nothing to draw him back into that inky abyss he had clawed out of. Nothing but a tree flowering ivory petals housed in the estate of one of the most influential elves in their city...

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

Sylas hates parties, but when he's invited to a fancy charity ball, he goes along for his sister's sake. After inadvertently stealing a magical relic, he finds himself caught in a deadly intrigue, on the run, and falling in love with a man as dangerous as the magic now bound to his life. ***** At twenty-three, Sylas Lovecraft has yet to find his Sign. Signs allow Crafters to channel magic into spells. From the stereotypical wand to crochet hooks and stirring spoons, Signs can be anything used to Create. When a Crafter dies, their Sign becomes a Relic: an artifact retaining traces of its former owner's power. Highly prized and valuable, Relics are often sold at auction to the highest bidder. While accompanying his sister to a charity ball held by the powerful Spellwright family, Sylas accidentally steals a valuable Relic, unexpectedly finds his Sign, and lands in a world of trouble. Because the Spellwrights want their Relic back, and Signs are only Relics if the Crafter is dead. (Book One of the Devil's Song Trilogy) Content Warning: language and light sexuality. Cover designed by Adam Budny

[boyxboy] [completed] [unedited] Soot is a slave at the royal palace. He earned his name from his job of cleaning away the cinders and soot that cover the many hearths of the castle. Though he is locked up at night, worked to exhaustion and barely able to walk on his mangled legs Soot likes to keep his hopes and spirits high. When the announcement of a ball is sent to the staff, Soot finds himself growing excited to witness and be apart of setting up one of the biggest celebrations of the century. If only Soot could get his mind off of the mysterious knight who had whisked him off his feet long enough to finish cleaning. ✨ Grimm is the prince, a legendary warrior and the leader the kingdom is yearning for. He's also fighting with everything he has to marry for love and not for political gain. When he nearly tramples an angel on a hunt he finds himself falling head over heels for a boy who keeps disappearing. But Grimm will do anything for his angel, even if that means losing control. ✨✨✨ A little bit of Cinderella meets Werewolf (my two favorite things) I don't claim for this to be a happy story but it has a happy ending This is story is so inconsistent, just let the record show that I have admitted that it is not good, I will fix it one day... hopefully Please feel free to comment and vote I love feedback of all sorts Completed July 5, 2020

❝how do you kill a monster without becoming one?❞ In the last city ruled by man, fish soar in the skies above and monsters lurk in the alleys below. Ten years ago, Jase lost both his legs and his mother to one such monster. However, tragedy couldn't bind Jase's soul forever and he once again found himself standing on legs of metal and magic with the white-hot flame of vengeance raging in the very depths of his heart and mind. With his dark desires leading him, Jase will kill the monster who stole these things from him, even if he has to rip her heart out with his bare hands. CONTENT WARNINGS (18+) Profanity, graphic violence and gore, implications of abuse, self-destructive actions, self-harm, suicidal ideation and attempt, minor character death, and morally-questionable people doing morally-questionable things. [[WORD COUNT: 110,000]]

It may be a small town. But it has its many secrets. ----------------------------- I decided to forget about it for now and was going to head back to the group... ...when I heard it again. Louder this time. "Help me! Help!" My heart was racing. My legs were quivering. What should I do? "Help! I need help!" I spotted a pair of arms waving in the distance of the forest. My teeth chattered. I had to at least go and check it out. I dashed into Forgotten Forest, zigzagged to avoid the trees, and saw the person. Saw the boy who was drowning in quicksand. ----------------------------- If you like adventure, mystery, humor, or cliffhangers, then this is the book for you! Cover: Recolor Copyright by Ash J. All Rights Reserved

Three cousins, Pete, son of Poseidon, Heath, son of Hades, and Zak, son of Zeus, are bonded by a special connection, a Charmed Connection via there mothers being Charmed Witches. Because of their reckless behavior and careless use of their powers they are stripped of their Demi-Gods' statuses, so they will only have the magical I.D of male Charmed Witches. As they try to adjust to a new way of living without their full powers, they have to conquer College, relationships, being independent, and vanquishing demons. Will they be vanquished by a demon, will they fail to impress their fathers, or will they gain their correct statuses and become the Gods that they are destined to be. Tune in Every Friday, here on Wattpad Television to get your weekly Charms. Warning: this is a boyxboy story, not hate allowed.. thanks! Also, I am currently editing this book, so please forgive the grammatical errors in the chapters. A Special Thanks to @teenagerebel- , for the beautiful season cover. No Copyright Infringement!!!!!!! I don't Own the Charmed Universe, but the writing is my own.

There is no one in the world who could possibly love me, I know it. I've pretty much resigned to crying under my covers at night as my boyfriend who I adore links hands with my bullies at school and beats me down. Pretty cliche. I think. Sometimes, I lie awake at night, just wishing, begging, praying for an angel to fall in my lap and wave their magic wand, take the pain away. Maybe kill me silently in my sleep, take me to a better place... One where I am not alone, suffering, always suffering, and eternally rejected by the world. Still, the angels never respond, never reply, never come to my aid.. Will a DEVIL do? [A/N] Don't read this if you're sensitive to abusive scenes as there is physical and emotional abuse in this story... but have no fear, there are one or two other stories on this site you could read instead. ヽ(〃＾▽＾〃)ﾉ

WHY IS THIS STILL GETTING READS IT'S FREAKING 2022 HELP Dream grew up in a world where when you turn 16, you cough up your first flowers. It's not very painful at first, but the flowers get bigger and more frequently coughed up over a span of 2 years. If you haven't found and kissed your soulmate by the time you turn 18, you die of the "disease." The flowers are your soulmate's favourite color(s). Their gender is shown by what kind of flower it is: buttercups for female, roses for male, and oleanders for any others. Once you kiss your soulmate, the flowers retreat over a span of a week, finally leaving forever. If your soulmate dies before you find them, the flowers turn black, and the progression of the flowers stops. If you kiss anyone who is not your soulmate (outside blood relatives), then 2 months get taken off of your time to find your soulmate. If you have more than one soulmate (the max is 3), the flowers will be oleanders and will have two different colors the flowers can be. //Yes, I know that's not what Hanahaki disease is. Don't attack me please.// Dream's been waiting for a month over a year to find his soulmate. His best friends, Nick and Zak, already found theirs. Well, Nick has two: Alex and Karl. Zak's is named Darryl. So that just left Dream, and he was running out of time to find his soulmate, not finding any boys with the favourite colour being delft blue. His hopes get lifted, however, when a new kid transfers: George. But what do you do when your potential soulmate doesn't want to find his?