[Completed] Every Wolf Moon, humans are selected from each village to be sacrificed to the werewolves; creatures worshipped by humans as godlike figures. In a twist of fate, seventeen year old Mila Young is selected to be the annual sacrifice for the Trinity pack, the most powerful pack ruled by King Alpha Roman Stone. Alpha Roman and all werewolves under his rule are cursed. His hatred for the humans and his war on the deity Moon Goddesses has caused his kind to lose the favor of their blessings. However, when Mila reveals herself to have a connection to the werewolves unlike anything a human has ever had before, it becomes apparent that she may be the key to ending the suffering of Roman and his wolves... if only he can overcome the lifelong hatred that clouds his mind and darkens his heart. Excerpt: "You smell like wolf," The King Alpha declared, his voice low and angry. "I killed one," I both explained the smell and threatened at the same time. "And you think you can kill me? You think you can take my pack?" I glanced around at all the lycans still in their wolf forms, bowing obediently towards me. Could I take all of them on? I doubted it. I didn't even think I'd get this far. I didn't even know what was going on. When I turned back to the King Alpha, he was significantly closer. "Stay back!" I cried out in fear. The power flared within me once more, lifting whimpers from around me. The King Alpha hesitated again, his eyes skating over me with confusion. He took a deep breath, sniffing the air around me as he hadn't yet gotten any closer. "You smell like... my mate." {{Warning: Some scenes may be unsuitable for audiences below the age of 15 and offensive to those of all ages. Read at your own risk.}} Rankings: #1 in Lycans #1 in wolf

UNEDITED VERSION To break free of the stereotypical box that high school placed her in, Charlie must team up with Liam, the new soccer player on the team her dad coaches. ---------------------------- Girls fall at Liam's feet - except Charlie. She fell onto his lap. Technically, she missed and fell onto the ground because she was tipsy. He wants her to leave; she wants him to smile, yet they're both precisely what the other requires. Charlie has the wild and independent outlook on life that Liam craves; whereas he has the indifferent attitude she needs to rebel against the status quo. They've got a common goal: to be free of what's holding them back. By pairing a moody soccer player with a bubbly cheerleader, the only possible outcome is a lot of teen spirit. Book 1 in The James Trilogy THE FICTION AWARDS 2020 WINNER Highest Rankings: #1 in TeenFiction #1 in Cheerleader

Shifters never mingle with humans. They reside high in the mountains venturing below only once a year for the night of the Red Moon. They invade the human villages below, take and kill who they want, but they never leave any witnesses. Not before Freya. Season 1 of Cloud Piercer ***** 18-year-old Freya Raune will do anything to find out why the shifters took her brother. And that includes searching for the deserters, an elusive rebel group determined to end the shifters' rule. But as the next Red Moon approaches and the mysterious yet charismatic Killian Li sweeps into her village, Freya is forced to be more careful. Those caught fraternizing with the deserters are murdered, and Killian's arrival is a reminder that nobody can be trusted--even those Freya is closest to.

[ON HIATUS] Guns. Sex. Blood. Two enemy secret agents try outsmarting each other on their dangerous global adventures... but when sparks fly, both their missions could go up in flames. *** A spoiled, rich British-Canadian heiress has been kidnapped by the mob, and both governments are sending their best agents to bring her home. Jake Morgan is MI6's most cunning spy; Rayna Shahid is the cleverest operative CSIS has ever seen. Working together, they'd be unstoppable. Only problem? They cannot fucking stand each other. Both agents want to steal the glory for themselves, and they'll stop at nothing to bring the other person down. False clues? Check. Attempted poisoning? Double check. Seducing their rival and leaving them handcuffed to the bed? Check and mate. When the threat of destruction becomes more sinister than they ever imagined, can they get over their differences and team up to save the day? Or will the smouldering attraction between them blaze the entire mission to the ground? The fate of the world is in their grasp - that is, if they can keep their hands off each other. Mature content and lots of steam. Ami's Good Grammar Guarantee ⭐️

After a drunken night out leads to a one night stand with her smoking hot best friend, Maya can't help giving in to temptation again and again. But are passionate hookups and wild trysts all the future has in store?  *****  Best friends since the age of three, spirited Maya Crofton and ladies' man Luke Anderson are inseparable, priding themselves on knowing everything about one another. Or so Maya thought. What she doesn't realise is that Luke has been lusting after more than just her friendship, and, with alcohol involved, sparks soon fly. But past encounters, devastating secrets, and the unbearable need to hide her true feelings put Maya in quite a predicament. Will she overcome her doubts and offer Luke the chance he's been waiting almost half his life for? [[word count: 100,000 - 150,000 words]] Cover designed by Ren T

She's the property of a King - • - After a fall from grace, Venus lost it all. She's forced into an engagement with a Rider King that's calloused both inside and out. Although she belongs to him in name and passion burns hot between them, this fiery human refuses to bow down.

She wasn't that drunk. So the six-foot something creature rummaging through her fridge half-naked, at eight in the morning was real. Now here's the tinsy winsy problem; She lives alone. ------------------------------------------------ Let's just say Catherine Wright wasn't having the best day. Everything just wasn't going well-right. So after a couple of sips of wine, she ended up 'praying' for some kind of distraction instead. Who knew the heavens answered prayers from drunk women. Now Damon Grace would be exactly what she asked for. And a few other things that would make her wish she never drank at all. (p.s. It wouldn't hurt to check the tags this story is on) Copyright © 2015 Liz Martinez All Rights Reserved

What do you do when a tall, unreasonably attractive alien crash lands in front of you? You shoot him of course. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── It's been years since a nuclear war decimated the Earth, killing about 90% of the world's population. The ones that survived now live in the ruin of nuclear wastelands with their numbers slowly dwindling due to starvation, radiation, and even murder by a gang called The Deviants. Blake West is one of the survivors - sassy, brave, and brutally sarcastic, she takes crap from no one. With her father's past as a cop, she knows her way around a pistol and has managed to survive by following a few simple rules. Rule One: Trust no one Rule Two: Never go anywhere unarmed Rule Three: ALWAYS shoot first Simple right?

[MATURE CONTENT] "He can't make your body feel the way I can," he breathed, proving his point with a simple flick of his finger as I almost came right then and there. I forced myself to say, "I love him." "No, you don't," he said, easily. "And even if you were with him, you wouldn't be able to go a day without my touch." "You're wrong." He rammed his finger up into me. I was forced to hold onto him to keep steady, my chest heaving against his as I desperately tried to control myself. Those dark eyes stared into my own with amusement, eyebrow cocking as if asking, 'you sure about that?' His lips brushed mine, and I had to resist the temptation to push mine into his. Then they were at my ear, warm and hot and a reminder to the excruciating pleasure he could make me feel with just his mouth. "Now let's show that lover boy of yours just what it sounds like to make you come undone."

[MATURE CONTENT] a rumpelstiltskin retelling #1 in the ODD FAIRYTALES series "Do you enjoy torturing me?" He asked on a groan as his hand travelled from my inner thigh to further upwards, finding me sans panties. "Only-" I breathed raggedly as he began tracing my slit with gentle strokes with not enough pressure to relieve me of the burn charging my core. "- when it suits." "Well," he said, finger dipping inside me, making me cling to his shoulders. "For your trouble, I'm about to fuck you so hard they'll write about us." "Like a fairytale?" I asked on a whisper, amusement dancing in my voice as I stared into his glowing golden eyes. "Be careful," he warned, ducking his head until I felt his hair brush my face. His lips were a millimetre from my ear, his breath making something thrum within me. "The ending will make you scream." I didn't doubt that.