Joclyn Woods looks like any other 17 year old, but no one knows what happens beyond the closed doors of her "house". Joclyn has been abused and bullied physically and emotionally for as long as she can remember. She's never had a friend let alone a boyfriend. She basically screams innocence. Even with what's happening, she has a heart of pure gold and would help anyone in a blink of an eye. Left at the doorstep of an orphanage in the middle of the thunderstorm, she had no one. In the orphanage, she was abused. Grayson Reed is the school bad boy. He has everything. The looks, the girls, the money, and what Joclyn would love to have, loving parents. There's just one secret he has. He's a gang leader. And the biggest, strongest, and scariest one in the world. What happens when he sets his eyes on the innocent Joclyn. ____________________________________ "I don't like the way he looks at you," I growled, pulling her closer to me. "What do you mean?" She asked innocently, looking up at me with her beautiful green eyes. I picked her up and placed her on the counter. "You're so short," I said, looking down at her. "Be quiet," she mumbled, blushing. "It's adorable," and then I kissed her soft pink lips. ____________________________________ Cover by: t_nisha Y'all please don't read this. I wrote this when I was 14 and had no clue what healthy relationships were (I still don't) and it's just a stupid book Warning: This is my first book I've written on wattpad so it's not gonna be the bomb.com, but give it a try.

A ragtag gang of teens teams up with a neighboring girl gang when a major cartel moves into town, threatening their families, their turf, and the community they've worked so hard to protect. ***** Cash West formed the Seven 20s - a gang of six overzealous teens with guns - to keep his tiny, crime-infested town in nowhere California safe. His methods are unorthodox and frankly illegal, but the town loves his Robin Hood heroics. However, the gang gets more than they bargained for when the Mendoza cartel rolls into town, determined to knock them off the map. As the threat hits closer to home, Cash has no choice but to team up with his ex-girlfriend Tiana's neighboring girl gang, the Hearts of Spades. Soon allies become enemies, families get trapped in the crossfire, and romance brews as Cash fights to unravel a massive conspiracy that puts everyone that matters to him at risk. When the stakes are life and death, will the gangs be able to overcome an enemy more powerful than any of them could have predicted? Book One of The Seven Twenties Series Content and Trigger Warning: contains violence, drug use, mentions of domestic abuse, and mature themes.

(18+) *Complete/Unedited* Nova Bara is a twenty-three year old mix breed. Between necromancy and vampirism, she belongs to no one but herself. At least, until someone shows up at her door asking for her help. (18+ for graphic sex, language, and violence) ***** Rankings: #1 Paranormal Romance - 03/21/2022 #1 Omega - 03/18/2022 #1 WerewolvesAndVampires - 01/05/2022 #1 Necromancer - 11/27/2021

Many years ago there was a prophecy, declaring the world will be united when one person from each race becomes mates with the King of Vampires. So far almost all of the mates except one. Their human mate. When Briar Seba comes to their kingdom, escaping from her war torn home, how will she feel being surrounded by so many powerful and dominating men? How will she accept being mates to so many different people?

In this life, a human without the money to pay for their own life is worth nothing. Take those humans in as property, breed them, and you'll end up like one of me. One of us. Pets. Born and trained to serve our Masters once the day comes that we have one. That's the day most pets fear. That's the day our lives change for better... or For worse. ~~~ Spinoff to: Vampire's Pet ~~~ Cover made by : mshacake

Ingrid Rodríguez A 20-year-old girl who knows almost to nothing of the outside world. Her strict parents made her see what they wanted her to see. They wanted her away from the outside world so much that they put her in online school throughout her entire life. She was too timid and shy to talk back to anyone, which led to years of people walking over her. Her older sister is one of the main ones. Her aging grandmother is the only person who understands what she's going through and desperately wants to take her away from it all. Tristian Locke A 25-year-old tattoo artist who believes his heart is broken beyond repair. His mother, who has experienced painful trauma is now in a state of shock. His father, who is a lawyer, wants his son to get out of the phase he is in so he can have a "real" profession... so it seems. Tristian, in his mind, has disowned his father for the many things he's done behind his mother's back as well as his constant attempts to lure him back into the old ways of their family history involving the Irish Mob. On the outside, Tristian is calm and subtle, but on the inside, he has pent-up anger that he only releases accidentally or while training in the gym. His mother, alone, is the very reason he hasn't completely broken yet and is the source of all his inspiration. Tristian no longer believes in love. His father being the worst example of what love should be, is painted into his mind. He stays away from relationships and women as he wants nothing to do with them until she walked into his shop. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ " He tattooed his name on my heart " WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND EXPLICIT LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. #95 in Romance - 12/06/17

******* "Is this what you want Angel?" Axel panted, trailing his lips up my neck to my face. I shivered when I felt his lips start sucking at a spot on my neck. "Come on, tell me this is what you want Mia because I don't think I can keep myself away from you anymore." His voice was deep and laced with desire, his eyes searched mine for permission. I found myself nodding my head, letting him know this was what I wanted, his lips on mine. I nearly passed out when I felt his teeth pull at my bottom lip, gently biting down on it "Use your words Mia." Axel whispered. "I need to hear you say it." He groaned. "I want you to kiss me." ******* Mia Morrison was a girl that was believed to be made out of steel or at least that's what everyone thought. After her mothers death, seventeen year old Mia had been jumping from one foster home to another since she was seven. That was until Child Protection Services remove Mia from a drunk abusive couple, and shipped her halfway across the county, her life just might take a turn for the better. But sharing the same roof with nine other people can be stressful. It's even more stressful when five of them are boys. And it's pretty much unbearable when two of them develop feelings for you. But can Mia overcome her troubled past and allow herself to fall in love? ******* ⇥TcF1vP9V⇤

20 years ago a baby was born. A baby of white hair and bluebell eyes, she was the daughter of two powerful creatures. Creatures called the Lycans. Her mother the honorable female lycan, Della Rosai and her father the fearless Dxton Bosque. However this baby isn't just any lycan she is a female lycan, nothing but the most powerful creature to roam the earth. For the first time in centuries two female lycans existed at the same time. This wasn't great news for some creatures however, for some they saw this as an uprising threat that had to be stopped. Which is exactly what the Mortem hoped to achieve, their goal is to rip this world of powerful creatures that would dare to rise and stop them from creating their ideal world. The lycans unaware of the rising threat on their family; weren't able to stop them from taking the female lycan child. 20 years have pasted since they day, and they have yet to find the child. \|\|\|\|\|\||\\||\|\|\|||||\||||\|\|\|\|\|\|\||\|\ 2nd book of The Female Lycan series Cover made by Cheyyautumn_

"I am so sorry I'm late." My red woolly hair flopped onto my face and I huff, throwing my bag on the chair to put it up. I haven't noticed the prisoner yet as I pull down my black pencil skirt that stuck to my hips a little too tight due to the shrinkage in the washing machine. "This. . . is my therapist?" A deep mocking voice came and I cleared my throat, finally meeting the seemingly Black eyes of Prisoner 409. My breath catches in my throat as a slow smirk grazes his face. The handcuffs remained stuck to his hand as he slowly rubbed his bare chin. "Behave 4-0-9" The prison guard slapped the table before leaving and I was still frozen. "Why wouldn't I? Chocolate just happens to be my favorite flavor."