Harley Wilhelmina Reese couldn't walk since she was four. She still can't and is looked down on by others because of that. She has hardly any friends because of her disability but then she met Jace. They clicked so well. They were just eleven but they knew they weren't meant to be then she went into depression. She ignored everyone and only talked to family members and when she did she hardly said anything but then he got fed up and confronted her. She was in tears by the end of their conversation. Truth was that she liked him and so badly hated not talking to him but now even their friendship was ruined. She knew it was time to change and that's what she did but she was still broken inside. Jace Matthew Lambert. He is English with a wealthy family but he didn't let that make him a rich snobby brat. Once he laid eyes on Harley he knew she was the one. Finding out she couldn't walk made him sad but he didn't love her any less. She was unique but then she stopped talking to him, she stopped talking at all. Years later he confronted her. He really thought she was the one, his one and only true love, but then again he was only eleven, what did he know about love, maybe he was wrong. Then she changed. It was like she changed overnight but was still broken.

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ Please be aware that there are mentions of murder, abuse, torture, rape. Read at your own risk! Contents suitable for +18 very mature with BDSM ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Things with Jace started out great. he was charming and loving so when he asked me to marry him, I said yes. then came the new promotion and move. the night before we left, one of his friends.... anyway, we moved I forgot all about that night and morning. then things with Jace took a turn and I was living in hell, away from all my family and friends. I was locked away and abused at every turn. until one night when things went south and I managed to escape, not without wounds unfortunately. and then I met HIM. my god he was as sexy as sin but also scary. This. This is where my story really begins.

Meet Seraphina Morgan. A 17 year old ballerina who gets into fist fights a lot. After she gets expelled from her fifth school this month, her mother ships her out to her father and two older brothers. Follow the young teen on a thrill filled journey and one heck of a performance. "Oh and just for the record, being the triplet of two hot guys is tiring as hell." DO NOT REPOST THIS STORY. Copyright © 2014 evil_panda22 ~Warning: there will be a lot of foul language!~

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Alyssa Daniels thought she wasn't going to survive the night she decided to go for a late night swim. Alone, so she thought, went out for a swim in a nearby lake. As she swam, she heard gun fire close by in the woods. She looked closer as a figure was walking through the woods. Waiting until she thought they had left, she got out and started running back to her car. Right before she reached her car, a hand reached out and pulled her back into the shadows of the trees. The hand stayed over her mouth as she watched people surround and look inside her car. Swaying, she snapped a twig grabbing the attention of the people near her vehicle. The person holding her quickly reacted by pulling her behind him as he ran through the woods. They ran past more people with guns and into a vehicle waiting for them. Thinking she's safe and now allowed to go home, she sighs. That's far from the truth.

Amity always wanted the perfect life with the perfect mate to sweep her off her feet, and carry her off, so they could have the perfect children. Her dream doesn't exactly work out when she discovers her mate is the cruelest Alpha in all of North America. How will poor innocent Amity learn to love the coldest Alpha, and how will her mate learn to love? Especially when another werewolf wants Amity all to himself... cover made by @weeknder HIGHEST RANKING: fantasy ~ #179, werewolf ~ #333 [completed and in need of major editing]

Book 2 of "She Belongs To Me" Series. *** "Don't fucking lie to me Juliet" He whispered as he swung his hand over my shoulder in a forceful manner as we began to walk, I mean forcefully of course. "Look, Nick, this isn't- God I just don't understand what this is about," I asked almost hesitantly as he chuckled deeply, "Mmm, I think you know exactly what this is about" He whispered so close I could feel his minty breath on my skin, He wore a long beige trench coat which matched his suit as he swayed in the wind while he walked. "I don't recall-" "You loved it, Juliet, you fucking took it when you had the chance so what is it? What don't you get?" He asked as he wrapped his arm around my waist tightening his grip as I tensed up.