Amelia Jackson is angry, strong and selfless Jace Falls is angry, strong and selfish They attend the same college, but they totally ignore the fact that they're both taking part in underground fighting. Each for a different reason. What happens when they meet, and he feels a sudden urge to know everything about her? #1 romance (14/6/2020) #1 teenagers (21/6/2020) #1 anger (22/1/2021) #2 fighting (1/2/2021) (Still in construction/ updating every few days)

Lydia Anabor's life was one full of peace and adventure growing up side by side with her father. The only thing that really bugged her was the constant, repetitive dream she's had ever since the day she turned 18. She tried to ignore it early on and act like the constant reminder of a dream she didn't understand didn't bother her, like the hours of research it caused her weren't that valuable. She told herself to just not think about it. To just accept it as something that she wasn't going to understand. Except the day that her dream finally changed brought her face to face with a wolf. A wolf that brought her a day full of aggravation, confusion, and a strange feeling she couldn't quite explain. ~~~ "Okay. So what- you're like a dog... person... wolf thing?" He bit his lower lip in what looked like an attempt to stop a laugh. "Sure. But personally, we call ourselves werewolves, though some may prefer lycans." "Were...wolf?" Another nod. "Yup, and judging by your reaction to all of this, I take it that you're unaware of the fact that you're one as well." My eyes went wide. No. His words alone should have been enough to end this conversation, should have been enough to send me back up those stairs without another word. Except my feet weren't moving, and neither was the rest of me, like some part of my body had already decided to hear him out before my brain had agreed to it. A werewolf... Me..? No, I would know. Surely I would know something like that about myself. A dream. This had to be a dream. Please, please let this be a dream. "I... No. I feel like that- this-," I gestured to him," Would have been something I'd be aware of by now!" "I'd have assumed so as well, but we can figure that part out later." his left eye returned to blue after a blink. "I'm just happy that I finally found you." That same warmth surged again, sharper this time. "Wh-why?" His mouth curved, exposing those too-sharp canines. "Because you and I are mates."

Like the title says This is some of the best pickup lines ever and I guarantee they are all funny. Disclaimer: I did not make any of these Please enjoy. If you don't laugh then you're just weird and have no sense of humor... Jk... I'm not... Jk Please leave comments, like, share, dislike (ha you can't dislike) oh and follow me. Thank you <3

She was good He was bad She cared what people think He cared less what people think She was his weakness He was her strength When they meet each other for the first time, they don't realize that it could change their lives forever. The stone cold hearted man turns weak once he noticed her presence and swear that he will make her his. One thing she doesn't know is that he is the most dangerous man in town. Will she stay when she finds out who he is?

"If you're so sure you're not the guy for me, then why do you keep coming back to me?" "Isn't it obvious?" Chance groaned. "You're too good to give up on." "Too good?" I echoed. Chance nodded and grinned down at me, lowering his mouth to the neckline of my dress where the top of my breasts were exposed. "Too good," he mumbled against my skin. "You taste too good," he licked his lips and moaned softly. Brushing his nose up the side of my neck, he murmured, "You smell too good, too." .... The first three chapters of this story are about a threesome between 2 women and a man. I left the ending open to continue on with the story. If you choose to only read the first three chapters, that is your choice. If you want to read a racy romance full of sexual tension, feel free to continue. Chance and Cami will draw you in and make you believe in TAKING CHANCES. Rated 1 in #situationships (8-12-2020) Rated 2 in #weightloss (8-30-2020) Rated 1 in #complicatedrelationships (1-11-2021) Rated 1 in #twentysomethings (11-25-20) Rated 3 in #sharing (4-23-2021) Rated 5 in #threesomes (3-25-2021) Rated 2 in #selfesteem (4-30-2021) Rated 1 in #roommates (12-5-2021)

He quickly stood up, disbelief written on his face. "Angel, I-" He didn't get to finish because I quickly threw my hands around his torso and hugged him. The side of my head rested just a little under his chest and I could clearly hear his erratic heartbeat. Despite it being so loud and fast, it was calming. So calming that I could fall alseep listening to it any time. In a matter of seconds, he hugged me back. Strongly, protectively caging me in his arms. And the whole world stopped. There was just us. And in this moment, I realized something. Something I didn't want to admit to myself, something I've been trying to keep buried deep inside me. I was slowly falling in love with him. And I was falling hard. •••• Isabella Lightwood. The definition of innocence. She's your typical 17 year old good and nice girl. Shy bookworm, perfect grades, doesn't party, and all that jazz. She loves helping others and is kind to all, so naturally it would seem that everyone would love her. Yet she remains almost invisible to most, choosing to try to blend in as much as possible, never standing out. Leon Black. 19 years old. The definition of danger. He's the most feared guy in Bella's town and all over the world too. He has it all - money, good looks, power, you name it. People are scared of him because of his dark appearance and ruthless behaviour. He's been trying to keep a low profile, not wanting to deal with any unwanted attention, but a short, golden-haired girl who's as sweet as honey might just ruin all his plans... Isabella is sure Leon is a cruel and heartless man. But is he really? What will happen when these two opposites cross paths? Well, one thing is for sure... Sparks will fly and nothing will remain the same. *** IT'S NOT THAT CLICHÉ, IT GETS BETTER!

Is it fair to let a mistake define a person? .......... "Miss...?" he assessed my face with his calculative eyes, waiting for me to tell him my surname. The file was in front of him but he didn't bother to look into it. He wanted to hear it from my mouth, as if he wanted me to feel the guilt reverberating through each cell of my body. "Clara." I said, lowering my head so that I won't have to look into his eyes. "Clara Vincent?" he asked in a serious tone, his piercing gaze boring hole in my forehead. "Avery. Clara Avery!" I said, my voice thickened with guilt and embarassment. .......... Just when Clara Avery thought she was able to left her past behind, destiny brings her back to the place from where she started. Six years after she broke Aaron Vincent's heart, she is forced to work with him but after what she did to him, would she ever be able to look into his eyes? #1 in Young Adult (4/9/2019) #14 in Romance (20/1/2019)

~In which a girl named Eris meets a boy named Killian.~ ... Killian was looking at me through hooded eyes, scanning my attire. "What are you wearing?" He asked. His tone was defensive, showing he wasn't sure how to act. "Nothing, why? You don't like it?" I asked innocently. "Eris, you look delicious. Take it off." ⚠️ Trigger Warning; mentions of rape and abuse.⚠️

"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)