The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

Skylar Rain's life is traumatized by her one, critical problem: She loves too easily. Skylar spent her high school years falling head over heals for more boys that she could remember. They would say hi to her in the halls and take her on a single date. Then, her mind would exaggerate every kind thing to a point where they seemed like the perfect one. Now, all Skylar wants to do is find the one man who is going to be the last man she ever falls for. warning: this is my first ever story on wattpad

Belle has not had the best life. Most of it she spent taking care of her sick father while her mother ran off to sleep with other men. So you can imagine her frustration when, only a few months after the death of her father, her mother forces her to come spend the holidays with her and her new family. But what happens when she meets a certain alpha on the plane who claims that she belongs to him? ---- "Mine. Mate," he said, his deep, husky voice ringing in my ears. His hands tightened around me as his forehead came down to meet mine and he breathed in deeply. I let my eyes close as I basked in the feeling of his arms around me and the delicious sparks that were running through my body. I didn't even know that it was possible to feel this good. I felt his head move from mine as he nuzzled his nose into my neck. I tilted my head to give him better access and he let out an approving grunt. And then I felt him place a gentle kiss right where my neck and shoulder met. My knees went weak, my entire body going numb as a breathy sound came from my mouth. He smiled against my neck, chuckling and taking all of my weight into his arms as I leaned completely into him to stop myself from falling. "Hello, mate," he whispered in my ear. ------ This book is also known as Kidnapped By My Mate.

"They never thought it would end as it did..." Keenan Lockhart is the star quarter back of his senior football team. He has money, girls, and the good grades. Jesse Cress is the son of a murderer, the brother of a runaway, and the town's bad boy. He has passing grades, a crappy job, and no girl he can trust. The two hate each other after the incident two years prior and they won't stop until they see the other suffer. So when the option arises to end the battle between the two and win the war they take it. At the expense of the hearts of two innocent girls. Book 1. Sequel is Find Your Own Way

"Your mouth may say you hate me," he whispered, "But your hands...they say otherwise." His eyebrows raised pointedly at my touch on his chest, face wearing a smug and condescending look. "Shit." ••• When pessimistic, straight-A high school student Della Anderson finally succeeds in getting over a messy break up, Luca Meyers proves her wrong by reappearing in her life with a stack of books and the need to graduate. As a favour for his insistent mom, she agrees on tutoring him. However, a fire that seems to have died long ago is ignited and the both of them struggle with the intensity and fragility of first love. Notable rankings: #1 - good guys (01/31/21) #1 - tutoring (08/14/21) #20 - high school sweethearts (11/19/21) #23 - first love (01/31/21) #20 - teen fiction (11/15/20) #32 - high school (07/21/21) #46 - comingofage (07/31/21) #70- betrayal (05/13/21) Copyright, 2017 @dimplesanddonuts. Moved to this account in 2020. All Rights Reserved @Zanzan112. Cover credits at xFakingaSmilex. Thank you so much!

Boring. That is one word to describe Sadie Jefferson's life. She goes to school, is on the honor roll, has two best friends, comes from a wealthy family, and is secretly in love with Lucas Favero, who doesn't know she even exists. It's the beginning of every romance novel she has ever read but when she meets an angry and tattooed older boy named Bash, her story begins to take a turn for the worse. As much as she wants to never see the boy who almost took her virginity and then threw it back at her face again, she realizes that fate will not let them be apart. Besides, Bash doesn't want to run away from the only person who has ever cared for him, even if it was for just a couple minutes.

"You're just too much fun to mess with," he jokes, his smile transforming into a glowing smirk. My cheeks heat, but this time with anger. My tolerance has worn completely thin. "Would you let me go?" I ask spitefully. I feel like a broken record. He pushes off of the desk and takes a step back. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I slap him square across the cheek. Shock is plastered on his face, and I'm sure it is on mine too. I stand there in awe of what I just did. It was so sudden I'm not even sure I decided to do it but rather my indignation controlling me. Steadily, Damon's face morphs from shocked to entertained. I immediately regret my action, but I'm not completely stupid; I race for the door like there's no tomorrow. "You'll regret that!" I hear Damon yell as I'm running away. ~Sugar, spice, and everything nice~ A story about drama, sarcasm, love, and twists, with a little bad boy guilty pleasure mixed in between.