When a deadly virus broke out, causing millions of people to die and become the undead, I met him. He was cold at first, not wanting to show me his true self, hiding behind his wall. Until one day, it was revealed who he really was. He loved me. And not in a normal way. This love was psychopathic and out of my control, making me afraid but excited at the same time. Kaito was a yandere. A/N There are two endings to this book and you can choose which one you'd rather have as it's the character's decision that you're choosing from. (Completed)

Under a stormy winter sky, moonlight guides my steps as my paws crunch the forest floor. A strange sound breaks the silence. Picking up pace, I'm drawn to a hidden bundle beneath a holly bush. Inside, a baby looks up, tears halted by curiosity. Unsure of its origin, I shift to my human form, cradling it. Warm and content, the child babbles, eyes full of wonder. Shifting back, I carry the tiny bundle safely to my castle.

Tired of the same formula used in the werewolf books here on Wattpad? Look no further! Ettore is written with a fresh, new concept and will NOT involve typical cliches such as: - A possessive Alpha with a black-furred wolf - A pushover female lead that always blacks out at the beginning or gets kidnapped - No use of "MINE" - And most importantly a predictable plot Ettore has a whole new spin and perspective that will keep you on your toes and will revive your enjoyment of the supernatural and werewolf kind. Treat yourself by taking a chance and straying from the predictable. Pains me to make this more obvious, but TW: this description is SATIRE. Temporary Summary: Vessel; NOUN (person): a person who has a particular quality or who is used for a particular purpose. That's all Ettore was in the beginning until later on, he proved to be so much more. Many years ago, an infidelious lycan gave birth to a child that was fathered by another man. To cover up her unfaithfulness she sought out a witch that would trap the soul of her baby in a vessel forged by black magic. This vessel was his own person and would live as such until his fifteenth birthday when the truth began to unravel. The vessel was to live a life that was meant for the baby; his fate was one that wasn't his own. He lived a lie that was fabricated by his toxic mother and the black magic she called upon. And now the soul of the trapped child is powerful enough to come to the surface and claim his rights to life and throne. Completed ✔️ | November 23, 2020 Highest Ranking: #1 in General Fiction; #1 in "LoneWolf"

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* *This story was written a long time and needs to undergo intense editing--working on it!* He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

Melissa Crawford thinks she's just a regular teenage girl. She goes to school. She has friends, boy problems, homework...you know, the typical teenage angst. But she couldn't be more wrong, for Melissa Crawford is not a mortal. Her adoptive mortal mother refused to give her up and hired a witch to erase the enchanting Faery child's memory, not realizing that things aren't that simple. You see, when she was a little girl, Melissa promised herself forever to her Leannan Sidhe (mate), a Fae Prince, and a promise to Fae is sacred. When the Fae Prince comes back to claim what's his, nothing will get in his way. "Mortals are so arrogant. So utterly narcissistic to think that they are the only intelligence in this world, to believe their realm is the only realm, their way is the only way. "Many of you believe us fairies only exist in little kids' fairy tales. We are so much more than that. We exist, living in the Realm just a blink away from yours. A few wrong turns in the park or the forest and you're there. We sometimes walk among you, and you're not even aware of it. Believe me, we exist. Across the globe, your kind calls us and our realm by different names...but as William Shakespeare once said- a rose by any other name..."

Original copy of Vampires Slave~ now known as Loving Unexpectedly WARNING GIRLxGIRL Originally started on QUOTEV. My draft/old version of "Loving Unexpectedly" It has short chapters and lacking in description and detail... Publishing it as some readers would like to read what the original was like. Wrote it 8 years ago and was my first attempt of writing. ******** Savannah just broke up with her boyfriend and she has a secret she is a lesbian. The night of the breakup a friend decides for fun to go to a club with fake IDs, she starts to talk to this guy and next thing she knows she is in a room, what happens when she is auction to a vampire family and is to become there slave. Warning GxG and may contain some 'heated' action as well as some forced sexual assaults. ********* This story has a different story line and plot to Loving Unexpectedly I am NOT promoting sexually violence or any violence for that matter. Cover by- deamariemalik

"Don't you know it's bad to underestimate Vampires sweetie?" Ethan snarled "Ready?" I hear Grayson and my eyes drifted towards him "5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Run!" Once the word rolled off his tongue, my feet hammered against the ground and I disappeared into the cold night. "Sorry Satan" I whisper emerging into the woods "but you're mad if you think I'm dying today"

" Who do you belong to, Jade?" She pulled my hair, which caused me to arch my back in pleasure. " Only you, Mistress." I breathed. " W-when can I come...?" The sweat streamed down my face and I begged for release. " When I tell you to." She smirked. " You're under my command now." Warning: If you don't like the domiant and submissive thing, don't read it. I mean, of course you can read. But if you don't like it, then this story might not be your cup of tea... But enjoy Reading if you want to :) This story is for my best friend Annie @anniiiee96, I hope you'll like it honey ❤️ Theme song, Wicked Games by The Weeknd.

A reputable judge picks up a young woman who brings nothing but trouble.

After two years of mixing drinks at a local bar and serving caramel macchiatos to the stereotypical, teenage girl to help pay for college tuition, Esme manages to quit both jobs after receiving a check--one that would solve her financial burdens--from an overly generous customer. The same customer just so happens to have the same name as the Governor's wife and head councilwoman. Of course, there's a catch--taking the check means taking the offer that follows. Naive Esme Holland does, diving into unfamiliar territory, at the mercy of seductive huntress . The Perfect Scandal is your modern home-wrecker novel twisted with unrequited love and kink. (New Adult)