⚜Some secrets are better hidden.⚜ ********************************************************** After a lifetime of moving, Imani's parents have promised her this is the last. She would be relieved, but they've moved to no-where USA. A town named Evansville; isolated, boring and population: tiny. In a place so small, her last two years of high should be easy and unremarkable. But as things start and continue to go wrong, Imani soon realizes there's more to Evansville that meets the eye. And it's ugly. When you're trapped in a tiny town, boxed in from all sides and under constant surveillance what do you do? Buckle under the pressure? Or become just as twisted at those around you? ************************************************************* "Yeah, I just love being locked inside all day, not allowed to see my parents and wondering if I will ever get to leave this godforsaken town again. Honestly, what the fuck do I have to be grateful for!" My hands shook with anger. "Put down the gun," he commanded. "If you don't let me go, I'm going to kill you." My grip on the gun trembled, but I tried my best to keep it steady. "I swear, I won't hesitate to shoot you." His voice was chilling. "Are you nervous?" "No, though you should be." "Shoot me then Imani." His eyes were still a calm sea blue. This was all him. "Don't go back on your promise."

𝘏𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴: #1 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 / #1 𝘱𝘴𝘺𝘤𝘩𝘰-𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 Effy Williams has always been a quiet, timid girl. Between facing bullies at school-and some at home-she'd always learned to suffer in silence. And her only friend is a short tempered boy with deep psychological issues. WARNING: aberrant behavior, bloody and grisly details, strong sexuality, language and major drug use. Readers discretion advised.

"ATHENA ROSE IS OFF-LIMITS!" It was like the world came to a halt when THE Xerus, the menacingly gorgeous man shouted that for the entire school to hear. ______________________________ Thieves. A group of elites-favoured by God and was granted the prowess to reign the Earth. Consisted of five men. Given one challenge: Get the most points by stealing what girls prioritize most and be the King. All except for one girl. Athena Rose. If one of them dares flout with the rules. God have mercy on what their leader, Xerus, would do to them. #2 Teen Romance #2 Teen #8 Teen Fiction #12 Romance #1 love-hate #2 Bad Boys #2 Friends #1 Elites

All a bully needs is a victim. Unfortunately, that victim was her. *** Full Description Inside! *** "Such an emotional filled story! I think this topic needs to be written more about." - @heatherbloggs

" Where are you little girl " Killian said with a sinisterly sweet voice. I hid in my closet tears streaming down my eyes as I try to not make a peep. " Come out. Come out wherever you are Indigo." Adrian said in a cooing manner. I still kept silent. Not wanting to come out. All of a sudden the closet door is slammed open by Evan and I scream for my life. But no one was around. " Well well look who I found boys." I was even more terrified it was Evan. Then there was black. _________________________________________ Sixteen year old Indigo Elinor was a carefree and artistic mixed girl. She lives a wonderful life as a wonderful child. She was smart and didn't take shit from nobody. Her life takes a whole 360° spin when she meets her devilishly handsome cousins. Something is telling Indigo to stay away but at the same time she can't. Only time would tell.

A N A M A Z O N B E S T S E L L E R ORIGINALLY 27.2M READS ON WATTPAD! SAMPLE OF DRAFT MANUSCRIPT - 70%. OFFICIALLY PUBLISHED: 20th November 2016. Highest Rate: #1 in Werewolf A Royal's Tale Series 1 _______________________________ Do you remember the stories your grandma used to tell you every night about cursed Beasts, village beauties, girls in red capes and wolves in disguises? Well... they actually did happen. How do I know? You'll see. You will live through it, with me. I hope you enjoy the ride. ________________________________ Published (WP) : 5/01/15 Completed (WP) : 15/01/16 Cover. : Sannyaahhh ________________________________ Purchase links in profile description.

Have you ever watched a couple in love? Well when you see a couple of four, people sometimes stare. I have three of the best guys and we all love each other. They might be drug lords but they're hot and I'll tell you the story of us but first you gotta read it.

"No, you have it wrong," she whispers in a voice light enough to mistake for empty wind; her hands frame either side of his clenching jaw, tightening until they stop trembling. "I am the wolf." * Seventeen year-old Dove Ramsay is doomed, or at least-- that's what every preacher in a thousand mile radius is cramming down every believer's throat. It's end of times, the days are numbered, and the only hope for any of humankind is salvation. The existence of werewolves has become a fact accepted globally, and the fear of them just as obvious. A rag-tag pack manages to pass through Dove's hometown of Thistle, bringing a trail of blood, dirty money, and a new way to pass time in a place where there's nothing to do but wait for another empty weekend. As everyone around the teenager warns her to stay away from the strange Alpha, Dove realizes he's something she's never been able to find in the lonely town. He's a temptation Dove refuses to resist.

She was born of werewolf and wolf; her mother had committed the ultimate taboo... and now she was to pay the consequences. She is untameable- she does not submit to any wolf. Allegra's pack is restless, and its hierarchy in chaos. The whispers of her banishment are hot on everyone's tongue... if she cannot submit she will be driven out by fangs. Yet a silver lining seems to crawl out of the murky depths like a leech desperate for a bloody feast- an alpha who is determined to make her wolf submit while simultaneously making her his. With the male's help, Allegra must learn to become more than just a wolf and learn how to control her nature. However time is running out, and there are those desperate to put her down... permanently. [{Welcoming any Cover Art!}]

#27- flowers 11/21/18 #748- poetry We had this sick fantasy that we could be in love forever. That no one could tear us apart. Well, except ourselves.