Mathias glowers at me with those dull, yet bright eyes and all I can do is glare back at him. The air around us crackled with electricity and a raging fire from the pit of my stomach licked the back of my throat. I was ready to spit flames at him, scorch the smug smile off his face and leave him to burn like he does me. Instead I don't get the chance. His soft lips capture mine and I know I'm fighting a losing battle. Extended summary inside HR: #4 in Witchcraft 8/23/18 #2 in Witchcraft 8/24/18 #4 in Werewolves 3/16/20 [EDITING] //I don't own any of the images found in the cover or aesthetics//

Highest rank - #1 in werewolf Alexis isn't the average werewolf. With a case of extreme shyness together with the trauma of her parents' mysterious disappearance where she was left in the care of her Alpha where she endured even more hardships and was constantly taken advantage of.and bullied. One night after an altercation with the Alpha's son where she was beaten and almost raped, she runs away She ran far but out of misfortune she fell upon Vincent territory. The Vincent twins were known to be the most horrendous, most feared and respected wolves in the half. when found on their land and mistaken for another troublesome rogue Alex is forced to pay for her trespassing. As fate would have it the boy, Payne just so happens to be Alex's mate but with everything life has thrown at them, both his trauma and hers, is it possible love can be formed between the two? Both have had their own share of hell, Payne more so but does he have a heart when it comes to Alex? could he love her and be a mate? And if not, Will Alex survive on Vincent Territory? After all, she has to pay for trespassing. (prologue will include more about the Vincents. Not Cliche, give it a try and you'll like it.) 14+

In a freak accident, Kira, a NASA scientist, is teleported to a planet that has no women. When she's saved by an alien that thinks she's a boy, she fights to keep herself alive and her gender a secret. - • - Vrox's life has always been tranqil, until a troublesome boy with endless secrets crashes onto his lap.

Now, I've been hungover before. Arguably more than most. I've experienced the entire spectrum of complicated euphoria that comes with drinking until you can't stand. I've witnessed things that upon reflection, no sober human being could even begin to comprehend through the kaleidoscopic of lens of Dutch courage. There has been very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions while recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded for me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something monstrous. And I can honestly say, that was a first for me. The air grew thin as I began to shake uncontrollably, a rotten cold sweat breaking out across my skin as my tongue simultaneously turned to ash in my mouth. His pupils had blown to an unearthly size, the whites of his eyes rapidly growing blood shot before flooding with thick, burgundy splotches, removing any trace of humanity. Dark veins of blues and purples bulged along his neck, darkening to a perturbing black as they crawled along his jawline and burst forth from his orifices, joining a tangled web beneath his skin. His canines which had already been relatively prominent, extended even further, their sudden evolution an inescapable indicator of their deadliness. His head morphed and elongated just past the point of natural, jaw clenching and sickening cracks looming as I stood frozen in stock horror fear. Everything in my body screamed that what I was witnessing was just wrong. That if there was a God, this creature was the antithesis. I was in the presence of the ultimate predator and I was one swipe away from having my throat ripped out. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- British ex-military meets the supernatural.

The Werewolf is a game with life and death. Under the sun or under the moon, every breath and every heartbeat has become a fight for survival. For the Werewolf has begun. Every truth is now lie. Every word is now false. Every gesture is now wile. The companions of yesterday are the enemies of today. The past protectors are the present murderers. The bonds of the heart and of the blood have been broken. For the Werewolf has begun. Forget the past. The smiles that have shone and the tears that have fallen hold no meaning anymore. Destroy all hopes and dreams for the future. The promises of tomorrow have become empty words. Fear the present. For the Werewolf has begun. ――― Emily Pierce didn't awake to the chirps of the birds that morning, neither did she to voices in the streets nor voices in the house. She awoke to silence that day and all of the days to follow. Every inhabitant of the Village had become soulless, they had gone mute, blind and deaf for the time of the game. Everyone but thirty of them, the thirty players. In a game where Werewolves killed Villagers and Villagers killed Werewolves, Emily had to find her allies from her enemies amongst the people she had always known. On that fateful morning, Emily started playing a game with herself and her first love, her best friend, her best friend's brother, with the child she'd babysat and the old man and woman she'd cared for her entire life. And she didn't know if she would survive, if they would survive, and above all, if they would deserve to.

(Book 1 of the bitten series) This is the OLD VERSION. Working on the rewrite! Warning: Some rough/sensitive themes, be warned. Complete! Everyone, even I always believed that monsters, and creatures of the night belonged in horror stories, and fairy tales. Well, we were wrong. They didn't need the moon to change, they don't hate silver, and not the classic hairy guys either. No, they are different. Everything I knew, changes one night... //...My head was jolted to the side, all I could feel was some sort of fluffy material. Before I could say anything, a searing pain entered my flesh on my neck. ...//

Lena is nearly done with grad school and the small town she's been living in for the past two years. Having been on her own for most of her life, she's developed a self-sufficient mentality. Working hard to build up a wall and keep people from getting close, Lena is caught off guard when she finds an instant connection with a complete stranger. All it takes is one night for her world to turn upside down because the handsome stranger she can't stop thinking about, isn't who she thinks he is--not even close. Lena is about to question everything about the world she's worked hard to keep at a distance--and embrace a world she didn't know existed.

"A soulmate." He starts, his voice bounces off the wall of the empty room. "There is nothing more beautiful in the world than them, for they are the epitome of perfect. They are the part you've been searching for forever. The cynosure for each other. Made for each other, like a puzzle, complete. Their scent so beautiful you could smell it for centuries and never get tired of it." He crouches in front of my figure. Lifting his hands and places them on my face and sparks fly across my cheeks, birthing joyful butterflies in my stomach. His eyes dance down my face, and his thumbs move to trace the outline of my cold lips. How much I find myself wanting to lean closer and savor the contact. "There are our better halves, making us whole" --- King meets his Queen Both have memories that are better left untouched. But are they willing to make an exception for each other? Book #1 of the Soul series.

Lauren is 19 years old and the daughter of the village mayor. One day she accidently meets her mate - the most feared, brutal and unpredictable Alpha Logan, who is unfortunately handsome and irresistible... Will the two of them get along or will pride and mistrust get in their way? WARNING : Contains mature content! R18! Smut!!! ~This is a made up story~ The characteristics of the characters in this story were all made up by me - kiwicranberry! Do not reupload or steal the story!

The Year Rules were simple. Year 1- Crawl Year 2- Walk Year 3- Talk Year 4-Start learning second language Year 5- Start school Year 6- Anything not completed on time from Years 1,2,3,4, or 5, result in Abandonment A/N- The synopsis is like a flashback, once chapter one starts, Felisha is 17 :) As of April 14th 2015- #31 in Science Fiction As of August 29th 2015- #59 in Science Fiction {#Wattys2015} {#Wattys2016}