When Manon,s father, the King, told her that he'd promised her away to the Beast King, she was terrified. Not for the reasons you might think, though. Being married to a Beast didn't scare her so much. No what scared her was the thought of what he might do to her once he learned that she didn't possess the charm and beauty that her two younger sisters were famous for. This is my version of beauty and the beast. It's inspired in part by a fairytale I read as a child, (I think it was called The Sun and the Moon). It's about a woman who got married to a man, who's face she was never allowed to see, but whom she had to share a bed with every night in the dark. Finally, I've added a bit of fur and fang to the story, so I hope you enjoy. Expert from the story: "You know you've been bad, don't you," he growls in my ear, and all I can do is nod soundlessly as my body starts to shiver at his proximity. He's standing flush up against my back. I feel the warmth of his big, solid body seeping into mine. And even though I know he's furious I can't prevent myself from quivering helplessly as he leans in even closer. Suddenly I feel his sharp canines scrape the delicate skin on my neck, making me shiver uncontrollably. I feel his hot, wet tongue sliding over my vein, almost as if he's tracking my pulse with his tongue. "I can taste your pulse underneath my tongue," he growls, spreading his hot breath against my neck and giving me goosebumps. "I feel you quivering beneath my body and I can hear your heart beating." He leans in and gently bites my ear. "Do you have any idea what that does to a beast?" Attention: All the naughty chapters will be put under "Beast - Restricted Chapters" You can find that on my profile page @evamadison

Friendship like theirs only exists in fairytales. Unrealistic stories where Prince Charmings can also be players, where nerds can be sought after by all the knights in the land, and where five girls with absolutely nothing in common can be the best of friends. They were all fractured, undeniably and very obviously so. None lived with seven itty-bitty men or wicked step mothers but all were the princesses of their very own kingdom. But instead of ruling over their kingdom, they ruled their high school. The Stereotype Princesses. Ashley was and had always been the dark-skinned ruler of the athletes. Her serve was just as accomplished on the courts as it was off. The Princess of the Jocks. There was nothing pink and frilly about Elizabeth. Her dark clothes matched her anti-social personality. She was a shy, curly haired mess but when she spoke, you listened. The Princess of the Goths. Rebellious was a nice way to describe Nicolette. Her green eyes shined with rebellion and her curves screamed sin the same way her personality did. She wasn’t at all familiar with guilt or consequences but much too familiar with the whole football team. The Party Princess. Sense and Sensibility were not words that would be used to describe Amanda. Mostly, because she would take the reference much too literally. Blonde was not only the color of her shoulder length hair but also her personality. Straight-edge and slow witted, everyone loved her but not everyone had the patience for her. The Princess of the Preps. Charlotte was all freckles and sunshine. Her innocence with boys was just like her pale skin- untouchable. She was a boy band groupie with way too much talent but very little social skills. The Princess of the Outcasts.

Jane Trevors was the tomboy of her town. In kindergarden she was the first one to climb up to the top of the play ground structure. In sixth grade she beat up a boy who had a crush on her. After that no boy had a crush on her again, or told a soul if they did. In seventh grade she joined the boys lacrosse team. Even though her mother was very against it, she went ahead anyways. To her fathers pride she became one of the countries best lacrosse players. When her father moves her and her family across the country to the top lacrosse high school school. She finds out that her new school is a posh school with stuck up bitches and jerks. All she wants to do is play lacrosse. But what happens when her team as well as more than half of the schools boys are trying to get her attention. What if five of them want her so bad they are willing to give up anything to be with her. But dont all boys have cooties? © copyright Molly_me12 please do not copy thx :) cover made by @tamedkiss #wattys2015

Sie ist nichts weiter als ein lästiger Zufall und er stellt für sie nur Schmerz dar. Erstaunlich, dass beide durch nicht mehr als den Namen einer Stadt einer Manipulation des Denkens und Fühlens verfallen. Stockholm hat es unter die Top 15 beim Piperaward 2014/15 geschafft Stockholm ist außerdem einer der fünf Gewinner des Crimsonaward UND STOCKHOLM WIRD 2018 IM FRÜHJAHR BEIM SadWolf-Verlag VERÖFFENTLICHT Das Cover hat die unheimlich begabte @Azyrit anlässlich des Awards gestaltet

Das Leben hat einen an der Waffel. Vor allem, wenn man mit ihm schon längst abgeschlossen hat.

Romy war Hoffnung. Bis sie die Vierhundert gelaufen ist, war Romy Hoffnung. Doch was tut man, wenn einem jegliche Kontrolle abhanden kommt und man selbst gegen den Zweifel an der Lebendigkeit ankämpfen muss?

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

What do you think would happen if you started seeing glimpses through your soulmate's eyes, knowing you're due to meet them in a week? [Book #1 of The Soulmate Series] © felicitate | 2015

When the quiet girl in Clayton Hugh's chemistry class comes knocking on his door at five in the morning barely covered up in her little pajamas, inattentive, and drooling like crazy, he has no choice but to take her inside. But once Lucy Walker wakes up inside a room she has never seen before wearing an over-sized t-shirt and gym shorts, you can imagine the pure panic setting in her. The subtle addition of Clayton entering the room shirtless doesn't help much either. After three years of fawning over him, leave it up to her sleepwalking to finally get Clayton Hugh to notice her.