A task force designated to rid the world's population of blood-thirsty f-boys thirsty for more than just your "pics", Werewolf Extermination Team is trained extensively in the art and deception to do so. Werewolves don't want you. They want your flesh, and they'll kill anything in their path to get it. Valentina "Val" likes to kill, and W.E.T is the perfect opportunity to unleash her hatred for the wolves. With an estranged team of superhuman hunters, things get out of hand when they find out that werewolves are flocking to the city, stirring up trouble in all sorts of places. They flock to one person, a person behind the f-boy dilemma and the worst of them all, the notorious leader with a pension for mystery--and who the Team is supposed to assassinate. Suddenly, a virus breaks loose, one that threatens to spill secrets from both enemies, destroy the world as they know it, and worst of all, make Val lose her mind (even more so). Wolves are evil. That's how it is, how it has been. But what if they aren't as who they say they are? Warning: contains strong language, violence, and questionable content Updates: every Tuesdays and Fridays

Emerson knows high school can be messy, but nothing could prepare her for Oliver Remmer's return. Dangerous, mysterious, and rumored to be a psychopath, he's the kind of boy everyone fears... and everyone watches. Yet Emerson isn't everyone. She sees the layers beneath his intense exterior-the boy shaped by a troubled past, moments of tenderness hidden under bursts of anger, and a vulnerability most people would never notice. Between the gossip, the chaos, and the adrenaline-charged tension, Emerson can't help but be drawn in. Oliver is unpredictable, and being near him is thrilling-and maybe a little bit reckless. Standing her ground almost feels like a dare. But some loves are worth the risk. Some loves are easy. Back Cover Copy: "Write down one word that describes you." Oliver didn't hesitate. Psychopath. Everyone expects me to run. To stay away. To be careful. But I didn't. Because there's something behind the intensity, the walls, the mystery. Something only I get to see. Because sometimes the thrill of the unknown is exactly what your heart has been waiting for. Set in North Carolina, Open is a teen romance about taking risks, discovering who someone really is, and finding that love can feel mysterious, dangerous... and irresistible. C O V E R B Y @ZiaDavis

No one understood the way her blood sang, the way the fire burned in her joints and surged in her muscles, beating with the thrum of her heartbeat. The power, the glory--the blood. There was a simple understanding when it came to fighting in the ring: you go down, or you stand up. You can either love it or hate it, but you can never give up, you can never have your fire die because that's when it truly sings. In the ring. At least, that's how it is for her. **************************************** Hadley West is an enigma. Her boxing ring is her home, her gloves her lover, her trainers her family. People fear her because they do not understand her. To them, she's the devil. And she may as well be. Suddenly, a strange and mysterious fighter named Xander comes into her life. He's a force to be reckoned with--but Hadley could care less. She doesn't want anyone in her life, not with her dark past and her bleak future, and she pushes those around her out. Especially the inexplicable attraction to Xander, which she struggles to find a balance with. She's a devil. He's a monster. The only thing stopping them from destroying each other is themselves. A/n-warning- a shitload of swear words, violence, an actual story line and characters worth rooting for.

Not a typical bad boy story>> You don't understand," he growled angrily. "They'll know that we are supposedly together. And expect us to be in love, because I have an image to protect and a society to run, if I say I have a girl, I have to keep it up, and my father-" "They?" I interrupted, heart hammering in my chest. His girl. "Who is they?" Trojan swallowed, letting out a heavy breath before he looked me straight in the eye with such contempt I shrunk back. "Everyone," he said bitterly. "Everyone will know." _________________________________ Golds. Trash. One, the upperclassmen. The other, lowerclassman forced to live in the dust of the upper class. Trojan Gladius Wineheart, heir to the Wineheart Industry loves his Gold life. Amelia "Smelly", almost loves her Trash life. That is-- Until the dare of the century when she is forced to break the rules and head into Gold territory. What are the chances of these two people meeting? None. But did they? Of course . And boy did sparks fly. Just not those kinds sparks.

WATTY AWARD WINNER OF 2015 - #JustWriteIt Challenge ✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾ The hero of her dreams was too bad to be true. ✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾ Villain Academy; where all the psychotic teenagers are trained to be the world's best villains. Try being the baddest of them all when the Puberty Truck is smacking you in the face--repeatedly. It's a hard time for young, attractive villains who haven't reached eighteen. And you'd think they already have enough to deal with when their worst urban legend fear appears: The Hero. So isolating evil-minded, puberty-hitting, aggressive teenagers into a confined brick building may not be the most intelligent choice of mankind. It was inevitable for there to be one hell of a problem. And that problem was me.

There's always been something missing in Stevie's life. She just doesn't know what or who it is. When Stevie's father starts to act suspicious, she takes it upon herself to find out what he's hiding. But when she finally sees what secret he's keeping from her, will she be able to handle it? Will all of the pain be worth it when she finally discovers this missing thing? Can she stand to hold her strength through thick and thin, like the way her father raised her? And who's to say that an adorable teenage boy can't get in the way in all of this? Life is tough when you're sixteen. It's even tougher when you're Stevie Roberts. *please be forewarned that this was the first story i ever posted on this site. needless to say my writing style has changed and improved tremendously since then (at least i think it has). proceed with caution.*

* NOT GOING TO BE FINISHED SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. Sorry. My eyes were blank. Face void of all emotion. Feet carrying me back home. Trudging up the stairs, too shocked to let the emotions sink in. My whole self was ignoring my father. He was yelling at me, drunk out of his mind. I remember closing the door behind me and dropping the picture to the floor. Dropping myself onto the floor. I cried. I cried until I couldn't cry any longer, but my body still shook in silent pain. He said forever. What he didn't tell me was that forever always ends. ((This book is v cheesy and unrealistic so watch out))