Life in La Push had always been average for sixteen-year-old Brooklyn Fisher. Her days were filled with school, extracurriculars, and her best-friend-turned-sort-of-almost-boyfriend, Seth Clearwater. Though her life was far from perfect, Brooklyn wouldn't change a thing. So, when the boys in La Push begin disappearing for weeks at a time, only to show up with the same tribal tattoo, short hair, and even shorter tempers, Brooklyn struggles to cope with the changes that arise-most notably the fact that she suddenly has a baby on the way, and a baby daddy that won't answer her calls. As everything falls apart, Brooklyn finds herself wishing that she could go back to the time before werewolves, vampires, and perhaps the most daunting of all, motherhood. NEW MOON & BEYOND. Seth Clearwater x OC UNDER CONSTRUCTION-EXPECT HEAVY EDITING AND POSSIBLE REWRITES.

𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐄 | ❝ 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾'𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗈𝗐. ❞ ── in which a drunken night completely changes james and olivia's lives forever. or ── where olivia kinsley and james potter give their all to protect the family they created. 𝗝𝗨𝗕𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗘𝗟𝗹𝗡𝗘 © 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 𝗝𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗦 𝗣𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗫 𝗢𝗖 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗨𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗘𝗥𝗔

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

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"The best defense against the treacherous is treachery." In Arlin Preparatory High School, where the students seem to live by this code, Lyndon Prince has become the new, easy target during her first week as a transfer student. Lyndon's first and last year at Arlin Prep will be filled with a smooth-talking bad boy, a charming football player, a sketchy cousin, a jealous ex, and a whole school full of drama-loving instigators. Who knew the easiest part of senior year for Lyndon would be her AP Calculus class? [Book #1 of The Prep Series]

Those who were taken... They never came back, dragged beneath the waves never to return. Their haunting screams were a symbol of their horrific deaths. Like shadows they lay in wait, the deep blue waters hiding them from view. With sharp claws they attack, Pointed fangs tearing into skin, Eager mouths devouring human flesh. Cally was taken, dragged under the water by one of the vicious creatures. But she was not devoured nor torn apart by ruthless claws--no. She was a captive. ~•~ Water instantly invades her senses. Her eyes sting, her lungs and nose burning. She thrashes, kicks, claws--anything to get away. Her efforts go to waste as her body slowly starts to shut down, the air in her lungs quickly being replaced by sea water. Cally is vaguely aware of arms wrapping around her waist and behind her head before she loses consciousness, submerged in darkness. And so she is taken. Another victim of the mysterious sea. 《Completed》 Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.