(Complete) Eric's lips brush mine, a slow, light action that already has me hooked. A comforting warmth engulfs my body, spreading from limb to limb like wildfire. His sweet lips move delicately with my own, the caress of his lips softer than I could have imagined. It is over too soon as he drifts away. "Now was that so difficult?" Eric murmurs as I try to register what just happened. <> <> <> While trying to see the best in everyone, Isabella finds herself battling against her own mind. After an attack on her pack, she has to choose between her newly discovered Alpha mate and her beloved, younger sister. Her heart is in the palm of his hand--though she struggles to admit it--but that doesn't mean he won't crush it. It is a game of trust, and she cannot afford to lose. WARNING: An older story of mine. You may run into many technical errors, plot holes, or cringe. You have been warned! All rights reserved Copyright © 2017 Enjoy!

Highest Rank: #233 in Werewolf His mouth left neck, and expecting him to kiss me again, I looked up at him critically. My head was still swirling, and my thoughts were all over the place. "You are mine and only mine," he declared huskily. "I don't want that guy touching you again." "Jealous, are we?" I inquired, a smirk forming on my face. "I'm just protecting what's mine," he answered nonchalantly though I saw his fists clench. At his words, my thoughts came into focus, and I was flooded with common sense. Who the hell was he to tell me who I could and couldn't be intimate with? I am not his! *************************************************** Being 15 in her Sophomore year of high school, Rennaline had never really focused on boys. Her attention was really on learning the basis of Hungarian before she went to Hungary over the summer, keeping a 4.0 GPA, and singing. It also didn't help that no one seemed to like her, and the boys weren't that cute. When she meets Jaden Vallor, her whole world is flipped upside down. At first glance, he seems like the typical flirt, and she constantly wants to wring his neck, but Rennaline is going to discover that he is something much bigger than that. And it's going to change her life forever.

"Fuck them! Fuck your age! You are mine! No one and I say no one else could do or will do the things I will do to you tonight" He whispered softly his voice is firm and anger visible from it. His hands started roaming around my body. It felt so good but I knew I had to stop this before it goes further. I don't want to lose something that a woman could only have once in her life so early. If he truly loves me then he should wait when I'm ready and not like now. He's forcing himself to me. I thought he respects me but no I am so wrong. "Let go of me you jerk!!" Tears ran down my cheeks like waterfalls. I feel so violated. He continued what he was doing but stopped when my sobs got louder. He stopped and then looked at me deeply in the eyes. I sobbed harder when I saw love, regret, jealousy, sadness and anger in his eyes. "I'm sorry" He got off me and picked up his clothes. He exited my room and probably went to his room leaving me crying and again cried myself to sleep.

Since the creation of werewolves centuries ago they have lived in silence. While they have been the apex predator they've allowed humans to control the world, but no longer will that stand. They are not going to be passive players any longer. This world is theirs and no one is going to be able to stop them from taking it. This story was previously titled Decimus and had a different plot, the first version of the story is still posted on here.

[A Wattpad Featured Story] Raemus hates the idea of the season of love that is coming very near. He knows he will be alone again. He tries to forget about the romance until he finds himself in a Cinderella-like moment during their High School's masquerade prom. He has no plan of dancing until he sees the girl in a light blue ball gown. He is captivated and lost in the moment. Everything is going well until she has to run away by the strike of midnight. But what if Cinderella never left her shoe? What will happen now?

"So," Coffee Shop Boy said. I was watching his web-show. He took my earlier and programmed his number into it. Out of curiosity, I texted him and asked him his name. Coffee Shop Boy said 'don't worry, cutie, watch my show and all will be revealed.' So here I am, watching his show as I tried not o look at my scars. "I met this girl today at the coffee shop I always go to. I won't say her name because I want her to do something for me at the end of the segment. Anyways, she was crying when we met and I wanted to know why. Fellas, you should never let a crying girl go unconsoled, even if you don't know her. I pulled her over to a table and started talking to her like we had know each other all out lives. This girl is beautiful, inside and out. But I noticed that she had these cuts on her wrists, and I thought 'why would such a beautiful girl feel the need to harm herself?'. I asked her about it, but she avoided my question easily. "Coffee Shop Girl, this is where I have to ask something of you. If you want to know my name, meet me at the Coffee Shop tomorrow after school. I''m gonna need a friend since we're going to the same school, after all." * * * Ophelia Bello is the daughter of divorced parents. She has two older siblings, one sister and one brother, that are biological and two more half-siblings. Her mother, who remarried three years ago, has almost completely forgotten about her and her father lives a new life with her twin brother. Her older sister is away at college and has seemed to forget her too. So she cuts to take the pain away. Ophelia meets Bram Stomes in the coffee shop where she used to work. She instantly feels wanted by the was he talks and pays attention to her. Maybe this is her reason to stop hurting herself. All rights reserved 2014 Jane Dugan