Elena has known the evil in the world. She's been hunted by a family friend since she was a young girl. But after her mother was murdered by him, she has to take drastic measures. Elena has to live with her long-lost aunt. Elena didn't plan on living there for the rest of her life; as soon as she turned eighteen she would hog tail out of there. But fate has other ideas. Elena found herself a possessive alpha king who doesn't plan on letting her go.

"I told you I'd rock his shit, Bella. I don't make promises I can't keep." Bella Larson is used to being invisible. She's the quiet girl, the "hassle daughter" who causes too much trouble, the sister of a soldier deployed thousands of miles away. But after one disastrous party and a pair of bruises that won't let her forget it, her silence is starting to feel like a cage. She expected to fade back into the background. She didn't expect Tucker Rhodes. Tucker is everything a girl in a small Minnesota town should stay away from: the star hockey player with a cocky smirk, a lethal slap shot, and a reputation for being as cold as the ice he plays on. But when he sees the marks on Bella's skin, the ice melts into a protective fire. Now, Bella is caught between an ex-boyfriend who won't let go, parents who want her to be perfect, a predator who thinks he's untouchable, a trio of dangerous guys she meets on a gloomy night, and a boy with busted knuckles and sparkling blue eyes who calls her "sweetheart" and walks her to class. In the aftermath of the smoke, Bella has to decide: is she worth the trouble these boys are willing to stir up? © [2026] BedazzledPepperSpray. All Rights Reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form. If you are reading this on a site other than Wattpad, you are at risk of malware and it has been stolen. #1 Boyfriend(3/12/2026) #1 Protective (4/5/2026) #1 Deployment (4/13/2026)

Copyrights © 2018 by itslovely23 All rights reserved Many believed he was a gift to mankind. No one could defeat him. No one could challenge him, and those who did crumble at his feet. He has defeated many nations that dared to take his. He had the strength of Zeus, the heart of Aphrodite, and the wrath of Ares. He was unlike anything that a man has seen. Like he was one of the gods. Many believed he was, he was Achilleus. The son of a mortal Greek hero, Peleus and the goddess of water, Thetis. The great warrior who's favored by the gods in times of wars to bring them glory. He was destined to become the greatest of all times and many will remember him for that. Will his good fortune and path to destiny be put at a halt when he sets his eyes upon a woman of Ivorian descent in the land of his enemies drifts him of his ways? In which his desire to fight for her becomes greater than for his country.

They sent her to the academy to learn control. What they didn't expect... was the storm she carried inside. Luna doesn't care about redemption. She isn't here to make friends, play nice, or be saved. She's darkness wrapped in flesh ,a girl with a stone heart, colder than death, and power that could tear the world apart if she let it. She's sent to Fledgling Institution,a prestigious school for different kinds of supernatural beings where they're molded to master their gifts and blend seamlessly into the human world. Secrets stir. Powers clash. And something ancient is waking beneath the surface of it all. Some monsters are born. Others are made.

They call themselves her protectors. I call them my prey. Elara is the invisible girl-the wallflower the campus kings, Julian, Silas, and Ezra, keep under their thumb. To the world, they are her guardians, shielding her from a world that would "break" her. To Elara, they are the three men she's loved since she was sixteen, and the only way to get them to see her as a woman is to play the one role they can't resist: The Victim. When Elara proposes a game of high-stakes poker called "The Debt," the boys think it's a joke. They think they're going to teach her a lesson in modesty. They don't realize every "fumble," every "blush," and every "lost" hand is a calculated move. As the debts pile up and the lessons move from the library to the locker room, the lines between protection and obsession blur. But when a hidden notebook reveals Elara's true face-that of a master manipulator who rigged the deck from the start-the "innocent" girl finds herself at the mercy of three men who don't like being played. The cards are on the table. The masks are off. And in this game, the only way to win is to lose everything. "They thought they were the ones corrupting the innocent girl. They didn't realize I'd been counting every card, rigging every deck, and losing every bet... just to see which one of them would break first. Turns out, they all did."

"You want to act reckless? Fine. But don't think for a second you're not being watched. This city is full of men who'd love to carve a message into you just to make a point." "And what message would you carve?" I whispered. He reached out. Brushed the back of his knuckles down my jaw, rough and slow. "Mine." It wasn't sweet. It wasn't romantic. It was a brand. And then he dropped his hand. "You have ten minutes to get out of here before I make a fucking scene." ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Massimo Bianchi is ruthless, the kind of man who leaves blood in his wake and never looks back. At 29, he's the trusted enforcer for one of the most feared mafia bosses in America - my father, Lorenzo DeLuca, the ghost I never knew but can never escape. I, Francesca DeLuca, have spent my life in the shadows of wealth, too blind to see the truth behind my family's fortune. But when I confront the mysterious man who's been following me, I'm thrown into a world of blood and betrayal, where loyalty is bought and sold like a commodity. Massimo is everything I should fear - cold, dangerous, and bound by an oath to my father. But there's something in the way he looks at me, a dark hunger he refuses to acknowledge. I should hate him, push him away, but the deeper I fall into my family's twisted legacy, the harder it is to resist the pull. But loving a man like Massimo is a risk, and in our world, mistakes are paid for in blood. So the question is - will I be his downfall, or will he be mine?

Rory Kavanagh. The best rugby player Tommen has ever seen-well, besides his da, obviously. Johnny Kavanagh. The Johnny Kavanagh. Our parents are basically joint at the hip, best mates since they were kids. And naturally, me and Rory just... became mates too. That's the deal. That's what we said we'd be. Friends. Right? Friends. But like-come on. Have you seen him? His abs? That man has a six-pack like he's sculpted from marble. His hair? Brown and silky, like-like a shampoo ad or somethin'. And those eyes? The kind of blue that makes you forget your own name. I swear to God, I'm not even being dramatic. So yeah... maybe I've a teeny, tiny, miniscule crush on him. Can you blame me? No. No, you can't. I won't hear it. But I'm not saying a thing. No way. What if he just laughs? That'd kill me. So for now, I'll just pretend I don't stare at him for longer than is normal when he talks. For now, it's just friendship. Grand. ...But what if he does feel the same? *** Bethany Gibson. Jaysus. She's been my best friend since we were in playschool, like actually since nappies. She's pure chaos-loud, mad, always in trouble for something-but I wouldn't change a thing about her. Not one thing. She's class. Gorgeous too. Not just like "oh she's grand," no-proper gorgeous. Her blonde curls bounce when she laughs, and I swear it's like the sun's just following her around. Her eyes? Silver. Like not even grey-silver, like a flipping fairy or something. Every time she looks at me, I forget what I was saying. Which is not ideal when you're trying to seem normal, right? I've fancied her since I was about seven. Maybe six. But what am I supposed to do? Tell her? What if she just laughs and goes, "Ah you're gas," and then pats me on the head like I'm some lost puppy? I'd actually evaporate from shame. But then again... what if she does like me back? What if all this time I was too scared to see it?

✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ Jules Grace, 19 ''Smiling does help...'' ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ Alexander Marino, 26 ''Shut up'' ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ Nico de Luca , 28 "Burn it all" ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ Cassian vitale , 27 "A knife? Are you flirting with me?" UPDATES EVERY TWO-FOUR DAYS #1 hostage 10-9-2025 #1 rebellion 03-01-2026

The Blood Moon Festival is a deadly competition that selects the next generation of dragon riders. Most competitors spend their childhood honing their Divine - a rare, godlike power typically found in the ruling class. But Raven Black, a poor orphan with an unusually powerful Divine, spent her childhood breaking more laws than she can count. At sixteen, Raven's list of crimes is taller than she is, and she is paying the price for it. Caught and sentenced to death after a heist gone wrong, Raven figures her luck has finally run out. That is until a dragon rider sees potential in Raven's Divine and offers her a chance to avoid execution by competing in the Blood Moon Festival. With no other choice, Raven enters Skydescent, a castle where contestants train and form alliances. As the only ex-criminal, Raven figured she would be the most cutthroat, her competitors too worried about honor to get their hands dirty. But in Scadril, a powerful dragon is honor. 128 competitors enter the Blood Moon Festival, and each will do whatever it takes to come out on top.

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