Aries: "I rest my elbow on the glass and lean down, looking past the crowds of people. Humans. Werewolves. Even other creatures by the looks of it. It wasn't like they never visited the club before. So why this restlessness? What was it that I was looking for amongst this sea of creatures? I scan the crowd in hopes that my raging heart would eventually calm down when I prove it that there was nothing to be anxious about. But it does the exact opposite. It drums in my ears and deafens me. I could hear nothing else. Just the beat of my dramatical heart. Telling me something. My desperate eyes scans the crowd downstairs, the centre of the dance floor. The bar. The entrance. The-" She's dark. She's deadly. But she is a goddess. Book 3 of Althea series

'Althea nodded her head at that. "It's not easy to obtain love for a goddess, Althea." "I'll take my chances." Althea replied. This was going to be her sacrifice that she was willing to make to be with the one she loved. The goddess raised higher, her feet off the ground, her hands raised up on either side as she looked up to the sky that crackled with lightnings. The wind howled across the field as it screamed at Althea to stop. Only it knew of the sufferings that awaited her arrival in the land of living because if he were to reject her again, it will not only torture her, but it will break her soul and taint it forever. And this time, it might end up turning her into a goddess of darkness. A dark and ferocious goddess. "Let the game against destiny begin."' She is back but she is very different. Will Aries know that it's her? Book 2 of Althea series (Strongly recommend that you read the first book to understand) Completed: 24/07/20

'"Nobody leaves" Althea's voice boomed, stopping everyone in their track. Matt and Tray were shocked by the dominance her voice held. It was strange, she was a rogue but where was all the power coming from? they thought. "Nobody dares defy my command" Aries spat out each word, his voice too held dominance. He shouted each word at her. "And nobody dares disrespects me" Althea spat back the words at him. Aries too furious, slammed the table and broke it into half. He was too blinded by his anger that he forgot who he was talking to. His mate. His other half. "The rogues have started to think I have gone soft. They think so because I have taken in a rogue" he spat the words at her, looking right in her eyes.' All she was looking for was answers, but what happens when she finds her mate in the process? One that was equally dominant, an Alpha, ruthless and unforgiving. Book 1 of Althea series

"She is looking over my shoulder and bites the corner of her lower lip in thought. I want that fucking lip. I want to own it, bite it, lick it. It's mine. " Vik has it all: power, women, looks. Man, he does have the looks! Enough to make women flock to him even if he wasn't a Rider. Vik is loves his fucking life. Or he would if it wasn't so empty. Twice already he hit on future Valkyries with no luck. Third time is the charm? Lysa grew up hard so she had two choices: fight or give up. Really, there wasn't even a dilemma. Lysa fought. Hard. It's in the genes after all. Will she put on a fight against the sexiest man alive? Or will she throw a white towel this time? The two of them will be thrown in the cage for a fight till the end against pain and fear. And fight a few enemies along the way.

(Highest Ranking #76 in Romance) Chiara is a journalist. A good one. For the world to know that, all she needs is a scoop. Her instincts tell her that the Riders of Tyr have a few stories to offer to the public and she decides to expose them. Will her undercover act work or will she be caught by a tall, silent Rider with consequences she never saw coming? Ironhand is a soldier. A good one. All he needs is peace and quiet and for others to leave him the hell alone. But when the club is threatened by a journalist, he has to obey his King and take care of the problem. An enticing problem that won't shut up. Not all love stories start with flowers and romance.

Kian crosses the room, taking large steps towards me. He rips my hand from the guy's neck with a snarl, forcibly pulling me up. My eyes widen. "Kian-what the hell!" "We're leaving," he barks at me. "What is wrong with-" "You want a fuck buddy? I'll fucking be it. Come on," he growls my protest. *this excerpt is from ch. 10* ----- Meet, Aidin West. Prescott University's undefeated swimmer. Beautiful. Smart. Meet, Kian Grey. Prescott University's most agile center. Sexy. Too hot for his own good. Kian pulled Aidin's pigtails when she took his swing. Aidin kicked him in the balls. Now? They're best friends. Platonically. No, really, platonically. Well. . . ----- *story is inspired and all credits are given to lauren layne and elle kennedy, see author's note for more details (:*

Alvaro Dominguez. Business tycoon. Known yet feared by all, loved by none. Genevieve Cortes. The town's innocent beauty. Adored by all around her. Genevieve Cortes suddenly turned into Mrs. Alvaro Dominguez, how would life be for the sweet darling?

She is kind Shy Gullible Pure Adorable Sweet Beautiful And innocent. Her name is Lavender. He is dark Dangerous Feared Dominant Strong Confident And possessive. ******************************** "Why are you crying?" He asked her. Voice so deep and groggy it sent chills down her spine. "I-it's n-no-nothing." She whispered and looked down. Face flushed and embarrassed. "Tell me." He almost commanded. Tugging her chin to look straight to him. She thought about telling him the reason for her tears but thought of the outcome, which would result in him laughing and decided to shake her head. "Tell. Me." He asked again this time voice edged with slight anger. Although she didn't know why. Lavender felt the need to cry again, and so the tear flowed freely against her flushed cheeks. "N-no o-o-on-one wants to be my fri-friend." She answered, expecting a laugh. "You don't have to cry because of dumb fucktards красота. If it means something to you, I'll be your friend." He said calm and collected. You can almost hear the possessiveness in his voice, but he himself does not know why he's acting like this towards a girl who he just met. Ranked #3 on innocent: 09/10/19 Ranked #32 on cute: 19/03/19 Ranked #1 on hisgirl: 13/05/19 Ranked #2 on fear: 06/19 Ranked #13 on teenfiction: 18/10/19

I started to walk away, but was pushed with my face against the wall. "Obedience. That is what you need." His body was pressed against me, his breath hot in my ear. "Punishment" I could feel the smirk on his lips as he lightly bit my ear; I could hear the strain in his voice, holding back. I heard someone moan and realized it was my traitorous body. ***PLEASE UNDERSTAND THAT I WAS YOUNG AND HAD NO EXPERIENCE WRITING THIS-THE BEGINNING OF THIS STORY IS QUITE AMUSINGLY SHITTY, PLEASE STICK TO THE END WHERE I EVENTUALLY LEARN A THING OR TWO. THIS BOOK IS UNDERGOING EDITING, BUT IT IS IN A DRAFT SO IT DOES NOT AFFECT YOUR CURRENT READING.***

Copyrighted 2014 #1 in Teens ~In the process of rewriting~ ~CHECK OUT THE REWRITE, its written far better~ Seriously the writing in this one is SO bad. "I will always protect you, Roza." Having a normal childhood was completely foreign to the two polar opposites Rosalyn Summers and Rex Turner. Both grew up with terrible pasts, both lived harsh lives, until now. Rosalyn was always the shy, quiet girl, always. Cliché in a sense, I know, but you can't necessarily blame her. Being forced from the only parent you ever knew as a child, only to end up in countless numbers of foster homes until you were twelve, would do that to anyone. Rose grew up believing that everything was her fault, that she was always the one that needed to say sorry. But not with Rex. Not with the boy she has had a crush on since before her family found her. The boy who swears to protect her at all costs. The boy she has fallen completely in love with. Rex's anger problems always got him into trouble, always. Until the little sweet-hearted Rosalyn Summers came bouncing into his life. He suddenly found himself doing anything he could to be with her, to talk to her, to protect her. It didn't take him long to realize that he had completely fallen head-over-heels for the clueless, adorable, defenseless girl. But with a few bad choices on his part, and the ever present fear of hers', will the people from his past threaten to take her away from him? Or will the people from hers' decide to do that instead? These two soon found out that they aren't as complete opposites as they thought. -Warning: This story has a few possessive, controlling men, sorry if you don't like that. ~follow the instagram page! @day_dream_1011 ~