Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

Sierra Lancaster has had an agonizingly mediocre life. She grew up in a happy home, made loyal friends, graduated college, and is now pursuing her dream of running her own bakery. Boring, right? A story like this wouldn't be one for the books. At least not until you bring a hot neighbour into the mix. A tall, brooding, shredded (like, wash your clothes on those abs shredded), and wildly successful sports agent. Interested yet? It gets better. Said neighbour isn't just a rando, but Sierra's childhood nemesis that made her formerly chubby days a living hell. Now we're talking, aren't we? Holden Rey has always been the golden boy. Holden...golden...you following? You'd think the bitchy universe would do its job and throw some karma his way but to no avail. Not only has he got it all, but he knows it too. He also still has it out for Sierra and resumes being a jack-ass of epic proportions (and his ass ain't his only epic proportion) as soon as he realizes who the new girl next door is. It's the same old story with these two except this time, there's unwilling attraction and sexual tension underneath all the hate. Is it just lust or does the bitchy universe actually have a plan? So maybe this story is one for the books after all. *A hilarious, enemies-to-lovers, romantic standalone. Rated 18+ due to mature content. All rights reserved to TheFeveredBookaholic.*

~complete~ Charlotte is as sweet as a strawberry. She's the kind of person who will drop everything just to help you, just to put a smile on your face. She's as sweet as the sugar that constantly runs through her bloodstream, and as excitable as the rush that comes with it. And then there's Benjamin, who's as sour as a lemon. The last thing on this Godforsaken planet he wants to do is acquaint himself with her. While Charlotte is kind and caring, he's rude and vulgar, while she's friendly and innocent, he's crass and mean. So how in the hell is that going to turn out?

[ WATTYS '18 LONG-LISTED ] ❝ I have slit throats far more beautiful than yours.❞ In which a thousand brides have fallen, and she is the last, so she spins a tale as old as time to live the dawn. | an arabian nights x beauty and the beast crossover | (cover by ES Johnson) trailer (video by @AKfiction): https://youtu.be/2OSjakJrUeo

*Being Published in 2022* ❝You can't deny that you're attracted to me, Nyx. Instead of fighting it, let's see what happens,❞ he grumbled, hands roaming my body. His thumb brushed my bottom lip. ❝Open up for me, baby.❞ -------------------------------------------------------- Nyx just can't seem to escape her eternal night, the very darkness she was named after. She tries to play her cards right, however, the outcome is a paradox. Whilst she obtains the results she wanted, it comes at the expense of some of her relationships. Angry at the world, her hatred is ravenous for none other than Beckham Hunt, captain of the ice hockey team. Beckham loathes Nyx Taylor after what she's done, that much he is certain of. Nobody boils his blood as she does and when she's hired to assist his team during championship season, he discerns that there's more to her story than meets the eye. She was always the villain in his story. But, suddenly she's the plot twist he never saw coming. Each glare and scowl and insult piles up, put under tremendous pressure by their mutual hatred. Yet, peeking through their fury clouded vision, they find the centre of their relationship blazing. Like two rival stars gravitating towards each other, Nyx and Beckham can do nothing when the law of attraction forces them to accept that passion doesn't always mean hatred, but perhaps something more. [word count: 157,189]

"Nobody is allowed between these pretty little thighs but me....and if anyone tries...𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦." ~ They call him The King-a ghost who rules the world's most powerful mafia from the shadows. No face. No mercy. No mistakes. And beside him, his right hand: anonymous, lethal, and loyal only to him. Together, they are the reason the world stays afraid-and the reason it still survives. Luca Romano is the Don of the Italian Mafia, second only to the King in power, feared across continents. When he sets out to make a deal with the King, his interest turns quickly from business... to obsession. But the King's empire is layered in lies, and the right hand has secrets stitched into her skin. The deeper Luca digs, the more twisted the truth becomes-until desire turns into obsession, and trust becomes a game no one wins. It's not the King who keeps him up at night. It's her. The right hand with fire in her eyes and blood on her hands. But the King's mafia is hiding a secret behind the mask-one surrounded by a hundred others. And if Luca digs too deep, he might just uncover a truth the world isn't ready for. Love will flourish where it shouldn't. Loyalty will break. And not everyone will survive what's coming. Because some empires are built to burn and the deadliest crown... was never his to take. And the right hand? She was never his to touch. ~ "𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧... 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐞." ~ -Mature themes -No OWD -HEA -Strong FMC & Whipped MMC -Mystery/thriller/action/romance -BOYXGIRL ~ "I just finished reading 'King' and wow. It was so good, it made me laugh and cry and the character development was so good." -@endlesstorries "Omggg the end was amazing. You made me cry with your book but it was totally worth it. And the plot twists *chefs kiss*. -@

Ansh simply can't navigate logic between the coiled grooves of his brain. Sometimes he wishes to be a woman and other times, he wishes to transgress boundaries of gender and become a synthesis of all the mistiness he feels inside. Feeling entirely 'man' is the last thing his heart can agree with. Ansh is confused. How does he articulate his feelings to the boy he has come to live with? - - - Features a uranic/mascic and non-binary (bigender) lead with elements of the agender identity, a non-heterosexual cisgender love interest, descricbes typical responses of a person with an avoidant attachment style, all while being Indians and set in India. #Featured on the FreeTheLGBT page under the Diverse Lit reading list. #Featured on Wattpad India's Pride 2021 reading list.

BOOK THREE OF THE BLACK SERIES *this book CANNOT be read as a stand-alone* -- "Get the hell off of me, Lucian," I snapped angrily, smacking the palm of my hands on his muscular back as he carried me out of the club. "Who the fuck do you think you are?" It wasn't until he carried me upstairs and into a VIP room that he set me on my feet. I wobbled from the combination of my heels and the alcohol finally reaching my brain. It didn't stop me from glaring at him, but he just stared back, his eyes blank. As always. He's never been a talker, unlike me. What the hell was he even doing here? "You can't just walk on the dance floor and throw me over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes," I snapped, trying to get passed him. "I'm not a kid anymore, Lucian, okay? I'm not yours to protect - I never have been!" Hearing those words must have triggered him because he snapped. Lucian roughly grabbed me by the waist and pushed me against the cold wall, his body pressed right against mine. My eyes widened in shock and I met his blazing glare, feeling his hand creep up to my hair and twist it in his knuckles. I tried to force the lump down my throat but felt the confidence leave my body. "I can do damn well as I please when I see my woman dancing with a man who would want nothing more than to take her back to his place," he growled out, tilting my head up by my hair. Our lips were almost touching. I suddenly can't breathe. "You're mine, Mia," he spoke, this time his words low and raspy. "You always have been - never fucking forget that."

Elyse, a trauma surgeon who owes a debt to the mafia, finds herself in an arranged marriage with infamous mafia don Alessandro and discovers unexpected love as they navigate his dangerous world together. ***** Dr. Elyse Romero is used to dangerous house calls. Ever since her father's debts to all the wrong people fell to her, she's been the doctor on call for the mafia, and at this point, she's lost count of how many criminals she's had to heal. But when a handsome stranger is brought to her apartment in the dead of night, Elyse knows this assignment won't be like the others. There's no doubt in her mind: if he dies, she dies too. But it turns out surviving the night is the least of her worries. Her new patient is none other than notorious mafia don Alessandro Vitale, and he's not done with Elyse just yet. Presented with an offer she truly can't refuse, Elyse is forced into a new kind of danger and it turns out she's only scratched the surface of this criminal world. After all, when an angel saves a devil's life, there will be hell to pay. Book One in the Devil's Playground Series. Content Warning: This story contains mature sexual content and themes of crime and violence.

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"