. Three years. It had been three years since he'd been taken, experimented on, had his DNA altered and became a freak of nature. He knew because he'd managed to peek at the computer when they dragged him into that dreaded room; the one they used to prod, poke and inject him with god-knows-what. He was considered their only success - meaning their illegal tests hadn't killed him or rendered him paralysed, or worse; brain dead. He was subject 254. And he was the only survivor. At least until she - subject 391 - moved into the cell next door. - - 18th June 2018 - Rank 1 #sciencefiction 17th May 2019 - Rank 4 #romance 22nd Feb 2019 - Rank 1 #superpowers -- ** NOW COMPLETED**

+++ This is a PREQUEL. It is not necessary that you read the original story "Jodee" first, but highly recommended+++ 5-year-old Jodee Chambers does not have a perfect life. Her parents aren't together, she doesn't live in a while picket fence neighborhood, and she never knows what the next day will bring. But Jodee is young and naive and always sees the glass half full. When that all changes, what is she going to do? Will these changes be for the better or worse? 16-year-old Ace Chambers has had it rough from the day he was born. His father is an abusive alcoholic and his mother only cares about when and how she will her next fix. He never got to have a true childhood; taking care of both of his parents and his little sister at a young age. Ace's only way of coping is making sure Jodee has a good role model and unfortunately, partying with his best friend also seems to help. But Ace is determined to turn his life around, for his sister and for himself. Will he be able to do it amongst all of the chaos? Caleb Warner has been an outsider from the very beginning. His mother wants him out of the house as soon as possible as he always seems to holds her accountable for everything that goes wrong in his life. His father abandoned him and his mother to start a new family with another women a leave his son behind. Through all of this Caleb has always put on a façade to show people he is just some funny, goofy, loving guy. But in reality, a little part of him breaks every day. Can Caleb finally find the family he's longed for, through his best friend, Ace? Will that be enough for him? Can they all get what they want and create a little family of their own? Read LOST to find out how Jodee's story started...

A werewolf romance written from second person POV, otherwise known as 'reader insert'. No names. No descriptions. YOU fill in the blanks. With the help of your best friend, you rescue injured animals and nurse them back to health. One day, a wolf cub lands in your care. Only you quickly discover this was no ordinary cub - it was a shifters pup. Your big heart means despite the dangers, you look after the little one. As time goes on and their pack never shows, the shifter becomes more than a rescue; he becomes your son, and you raise him as your own. Your pup is roughly nine years old when the townsfolk discover his true heritage and you're forced to flee with arrows nipping at your heels. Lost in the dark forest in the middle of autumn leaves you no choice but to search for your son's kind and hope they take you both in. What happens when you not only succeed in your quest, but you do one better and find his ridiculously handsome father who'd spent the last decade mourning him? Will they accept you into their pack? Will love blossom between you? Will your sons biological mother destroy everything? Will the author ever stop asking questions? Read now to find out!

"𝐖𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐞." ------------------- Alyssa, Alessandro and Alessio Smith have gone through hell. They've been fighting to survive from the moment they'd first opened their eyes. Sixteen excruciating years of pain, and of tears, and of trying to survive. But in just a few hours, everything changes. Their abusers dead, there's only one way left to go: the biological brothers they never knew they had. Guess their fight for survival isn't quite over yet. Or is it?

Ethan Hales always knew that he liked boys, but he soon discovered that he couldn't do anything about it. So he accepted that his life was destined to be lonely and miserable. He pushed himself deeper and deeper into himself, until he couldn't find any more joy within him. He never imagined that someone could change his outlook on life. Until he found a boy in the middle of the football field. His violet eyes, black hair and beautiful smile were enough to make his heart turn. Kaden Prince. Apparently perfect, but something seems to haunt him. Kaden may make Ethan find himself, but will Kaden be found as well?

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Dawson is- most people who don't know him would say- as straight as they come. And senior year away from home promises to be a big year for him: no parents in sight, a whole new set of friends, he just seems to have it all. Not to mention that all the pretty girls of the very private Wharton High are dying to get a taste of the new talk of the school. If only he could get Adam Hamilton's eyes out of his head. * "He dislikes him so much he is annoyed by the mere sound of his breathing. He dislikes him so much that he can't bring himself to ignore him; that even the way his stupid glasses perfectly sit on his symmetrical nose exasperates him; and his ridiculously blue eyes that take different shades of blue based on his mood and now Dawson knows that apathy is the ocean whereas rage is a starless night sky. And his jawline looks like it was sculpted by the hands of Michelangelo, but he dislikes him so much he can't look at his face without feeling his cheeks flush in anger. Truth is, Dawson dislikes him because Hamilton did something that no other person- despite their best efforts- ever managed to do. He made him feel weak."

Treat them like prisoners and they'll behave like prisoners. Oakleaf Academy was a prison. No matter how you described it, no one would believe it was a boarding school. The kids were running wild, fighting, dealing and screwing their lives up beyond repair. It was for the roughest and toughest boys in the country, cooped up like animals. It wasn't a boarding school, it was a nightmare. And the boys weren't students, they were devils in disguise. Once you're in there, there's no turning back.

eyes widened as the smell of roses lingered, the prince met the teacher that taught him more than just smarts. - In collaboration with @amourxediting! Supposed to be an alternative version of the story that she would write, but she never did and that's ok! She came up with the idea to base it around flowers but everything else is mine <3 - Copyright @giolibi 2021

Years of unspoken words, broken promises and what was meant to be lovers-to-be... Until one succumbs to an untimely death leading to the yearning for the past and three simple words to be spoken. Fortunately, with the help of a simple tune, they can finally see each other again. "I'm so happy I got to see you again." - 𝖳𝖶; 𝖣𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁, 𝖨𝗅𝗅𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 & 𝖬𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖫𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾 - See You Again - 𝖰𝗎𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗑 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖠𝗅𝗅 𝖱𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖱𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽, @𝗀𝗂𝗈𝗅𝗂𝖻𝗂 2021