#1 werewolf #1 teenfiction "That night meant nothing to me Olivia." "You were just like another girl to me." He smirked, "and you KNOW how I do girls. I lure them," he took a crumpled paper in his hands and softly straightened it, "I fuck them. HARD." He tore the paper off in pieces, "and then, I throw them out of my life," he concluded, crushing the paper into a ball and throwing it with a perfect shot in the bin. I looked up at him in shock, anger and heartbreak. "You actually thought I got jealous!" He scoffed. Out of nowhere he threw me against the wall and I gasped as his arm pressed by my sides and he trapped me. "ALSO, DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME YOUR MATE AGAIN!" he growled, I breathed heavily as fear started crawling in. Tears flowed down my face. I struggled to breathe. "I NEVER wanted a mate. Especially not like you." He gave me a glare as if the mere sight of me disgusted him. "Who would want a mate like you anyways, huh? You're ugly, nerdy, clingy, way-too-innocent and being with you will DESTROY my social reputation." Listening to those words shattered my Wolf and she howled in pain. I gasped, trying to get some air but he pressed me against the wall harder. "Look at you," he chuckled, "So pathetic. You're not even able to defend yourself. Moon goddess made a mistake mating you with me. I will correct it ." "I won't reject you," he said, "oh no no. Rejection is easy. I will TORTURE you. I will sleep with other girls, I will flirt with them in front of your eyes and I will watch you and your wolf die everyday. I will break you to the limit where you won't ever be able to come back. And then, I will leave you to rot." "One last thing. Don't you DARE tell anyone that we are mates. Are we clear?" I nodded frantically, my heart clenching till where it was unbearable. He let out a dark chuckle and released me,"Good girl." I collapsed on the floor and almost passed out from the lack of air in my lungs. He just walked away & left me there to rot.

*3rd Place Winner of the 2014 Olympic 1D Bromance Awards, for Up and Coming Zarry* A war veteran whose guilt doesn't overpower his compassion and hope. His life burned away as did his platoon, but nothing, absolutely nothing, can keep his gaze from the future. But there is a certain coffee shop barista that he might pick up along the way. A victim of abuse that lost his way along with his wide-eyed curiosity. He's about to find out that his problems aren't the only ones that exist, and there's nothing better to help deal with those demons than a person who'll help you bury them. COVER CREDIT: rebellionkids Copyright © Zarrified 2014

A girl who doesn't care if it doesn't interest her and a boy who notices everything.

Her mother died when she was eight her father couldn't Handle it. He started drinking. You can guess the rest. He's been searching for his mate what will he do when he finds her

Highest Rank #1 Fantasy - Bridges are meant to be crossed, aren't they? And yet, Sofia doesn't know of anybody who has ever crossed into Nihon, the shrouded unknown half of the world where magic rules and reality is pliable. One day, Sofia meets Orì, a girl with light blue skin from the other side of the river, and the two girls strike up an unlikely friendship. But Sofia is supposed to follow her aunt and become the Guardian of the Bridge, doomed to spend her life on the lookout for the things that nobody seems to want to see... When Orì suddenly vanishes, will Sofia have the courage to finally cross the bridge to Nihon and go to her friend's rescue? (First Book of the Nihon Series)

"Would you rather have me call you a slut or a princess?" - Xalorad "A whore in his dungeon and a saint pup in the public." Marissa Mcpherson didn't know what she was putting herself into when she signed up for a session at her Alpha's dungeon. A little play of chains and whips was her expectations but after the passionate night, she craved for more and more. Her desires took a dark, wicked turn and she began wanting to be trapped behind the stoney walls, stripped and taken till there was nothing left of her soul. However, there was only enough she could get before she had to pay a visit to hell.

Avery Black has been abused by her Alpha ever since her parents died and her brother abandoned her. Her newfound freedom is short lived as she stumbles upon the most vicious packs territory. Alpha Derek is said to be so cruel that he's soulless and doesn't have a mate. But deep down he knows he has a mate out there somewhere, someone to love and to cherish. When the two finally meet, It's not what Derek expected. His poor little mate is damaged almost beyond repair. If he wants to be with her he has to work hard to break down her walls, show her he truly loves and ultimately earn her trust. [warning: the abuse in this story is quite heavy and not everyone's cup of tea. It will also touch on bdsm and have mature scenes later on in the story. Please do not read if you are underage]

He was meant to choose me. He was meant to love me. He was meant to mark me. He was meant to be mine. My other half. My soul mate. My mate... But fate had different plans for me because my mate is... Already Mated. • • •

#1 in Lycantrophe #4 Supernatural "Please don't go," I pleaded, grabbing his wrist as he was about to leave again. "Stay. Atleast for tonight." He tilted his face to look at me, his facial features hidden by the darkness again. He comes back every night but it's been a month and he has never allowed me to see his face. It's better this way, he says. The lights needs to be turned off everytime he is here, or else, he won't come. "We've had this talk before, Fleur." He said, his silky voice was enough to make shivers run down my spine. "I have to go." "Why? Why do you have to go?" I asked, my voice loud with anger and determination. Today I felt brave enough to ask this. Up until now his presence was enough for me. But not today, not anymore. I needed more. I craved more. "I can't tell you." He replied. "I should leave now before someone sees me." "Do you love someone else?" I asked, holding my heart in my hands in front of him, which he could break it with a flick of his tongue. "Is there someone else in your life? Someone you love more than me?" My voice cracked as tears filled in my eyes. "I am your mate. Then why do I feel like a mistress? Why do we have to meet in secrecy? Why can't I even see your face? Why do you have to lurk in darkness to meet me? Why can't you just-" No more words came out as my throat felt too chocked by the upcoming tears. I weeped, closing my eyes as tears fell down on my cheeks. His breath was all I could hear for a few seconds. And they were the only signs of reassurance that he was still there. Soon warmth spread around my entire body as a palm came to rest on my cheek, wiping my tears away. Instinctly, I leaned into the warmth, and rejoiced. But the warmth left soon and so did he when I opened my eyes. He left. He left without saying that he loves, without saying that I'm his only one. He just left. Again. -Updates on every Saturday/Sunday-