'Look at me, Celeste,' he gently lifts her chin up with the tips of his slender fingers. 'I'm right here, okay?' *** When Celestine Vora enrols at the elite Marion University to study medicine, the last person she expected to come face to face with was Adrian Schulz. Always condescending, never conceding. As her brother's best friend, he always caught glances of her in the background, the silent, quiet shadow of an adopted girl who never quite matched her brother's innate talent. One who always seemed to be a hindrance, his biggest competitor for valedictorian in high school. He was looking forward to a fresh start. That is, until she shows up in front of his apartment in the middle of the night, and shakily utters the words, 'He's missing.' ~ [This is a work of fiction. All events and characters are fake.]

"I want her." he said coldly sipping onto his wine staring at the grey eyed enchantress standing in front of him taking in her curves and flawless smooth skin. "She's his mate." his beta proclaimed widening his eyes at the reckless demand of his alpha. "So?" his alpha asked him coldly like it didn't affected him a bit. "But she is forbidden and---" his beta tried to make him understand but a one cold look from his alpha made his mouth clipped shut. He moved his blank gaze towards the woman tempting him without even trying and sternly said "I want her." And that was it, the end of the discussion because what he wants he gets it by hook or by crook. Daxon Valor, the alpha of the blood moon night pack is what people and all of the packs fear of. He is powerful and a rude, arrogant alpha who fears nothing. But he was not like this from the birth the death of his mate made him like this so cruel and ruthless because he loved his mate more than his own life. Hazel Suarez, the wife of alpha Alexander Suarez of nightingale pack is the beauty everyone wants to take a look at. But to even look at her is forbidden for everyone. But Alpha Daxon Valor has his eyes on her now. He wants her at any cost for himself.

Michelle? Morgan? Mallory? Drunk people can never get my name right, but that sometimes works in my favor. The name is Meghan, I'm a proud runaway and a general screwup. The world around me consists of shitty boyfriends, drunk patrons, some gang affiliated nonsense, and a never ending need for cash. Through it all, I try to keep a smile on ma' face and a knife within grabbing distance. ~ I am a proud, mature writer. There will be no warning before the mature scenes because it's not my job to warn you. ~ HEAVY VIOLENCE & CRUDE LANGUAGE This isn't my main priority. If you want a finished book, go read my other book 'Sugar Daddy Chronicles'.

Highest ranking #9 Vampires | Underneath London's biggest cemetery, lies a secret only the dead can keep. Because London's oldest clan of vampires has been playing a secret game underneath the crypts for centuries. Each game lasts as long as one moon cycle, and only the brightest and best humans can compete. It's rare that any human survives the games, but the winner will get what every mortal desires - to live forever. For the losers, the price of entering is always their lives. By sheer bad luck, eighteen-year-old Lily has stumbled into this game. She has 30 nights to prove she has what it takes to be an immortal - but up against talented people who have been training for this contest for years, what chance does she have? Her only hope is convincing the enigmatic vampire gamemaster, Edric, to break the rules and spare her life. But falling in love has never been so dangerous...

I wanted a baby. I really, wanted to have a baby... It wasn't an option of wanted one right now, given my super-hot boyfriend already knocked me up... I was going to have a baby. I just had to tell him... Need to tell him. Enter the problem. My stepdaughter. I loved her. She hated me. Absolutely normal. She was daddy's little angel and could do no wrong in his eyes. She didn't want a sibling... Like she had a say in it. Back to my super-hot builder boyfriend, more correctly, my super fine baby daddy. I had to drop the B-BOMB. Shouldn't be too hard, right? Ugh, maybe... We weren't not trying to get pregnant, but we weren't trying either. We were just having a lot of sex. Great. Mind-blowing sex! Legs shaking... kind of sex! I thought he'd be happy about it.. I thought she'd get over it.. I thought maybe after nearly eight years together, he'd put a damn ring on it. You see my point? Tantrums. Fighting. Tears. One hell of a night later, and no one seem to have seen my point.

❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

A tale in which an angry god brings a teenage girl back from the dead. ⁂ "And at the crack of dawn, they rose from their ashes, abandoning their graves to wreck havoc upon the world." Neith Johnson was dead. Six-feet-under after being brutally murdered kind of dead. But when the god of the dead curses humanity for the first time in centuries, she returns. But the curse has a catch: she has to find whoever murdered her and kill them to quench her blood thirst, or she'll cease to exist. But how can she find her killer if she can't even remember how she died?

My heart hammered against my chest as I walked up the steps to the house. He's going to hate me...maybe he'll just say he's done with me. No, shut up Winter. Take a breath. Knocking on the door, I prayed he wasn't home. God how do I start?! Hey Sir, I'm sorry I left you in the middle of- My thought was interrupted when the door was opened and his cologne hit me. I looked at my hands knowing what has going to happen next. The breeze sent shivers down my spine, or was that the look he was giving me? "Mr.Kormack, I'm sorry-" I began but when he pulled me into the house and slammed the door, pressing me against it. His lips found my neck, sucking. I let out a moan instead. A smirk was on his lips. "Princess you left me in the middle of a crowd with no mate. I was embarrassed. You were very bad-naughty." He growled making me swallow hard and grip what material I could. "S-Sir I-" He growled and I stopped. "What happens to bad girls, Princess?" He asked kissing up my neck. "They get punished." I whimpered and he moved me so I faced the stairs. He slapped my ass hard, making a gasp and whimper come from my mouth. "That's not even the beginning. Now go wait." He growled with a smirk. ________________________________________________________________ This is a werewolf book with more than just this relationship. It does get intense, so it may not be for everyone. I'm trying to finish it up for everyone. I hope you enjoy, let me know what you think :)

20 year old Valerie came from a troubled home. She lived in a condo in Las Angeles. Her mother died of addiction and her father was a fat, old and junky drunk. She was an only child and was put through hell growing up. 26 year old Able was a star. He was rich and got anything he wanted. Especially the girls. He came from a troubled home that he doesn't speak on. He owned almost half of LA. Money, sex, and partying wasn't a damn thing to him. The first time Valerie is with Able and his 'crew', Able introduces her to his world of alcohol, sex, money, partying, drugs and the lifestyle. While she has been reluctant not be seduced by this kind of living because of what drugs did to her mother and her father being a junky drunk, once Able got in touch with her, she found herself with her guard down and immersed herself into his world. Since this is her first everything, Able entices her to do things she would never do while on the affects of the drugs they're taking. She's never knew what love would drive her to. Read and go on this beautiful tragedy Val takes you on. • Inspired by the album Trilogy by The Weeknd🥀

Emerald did not want anything to do with Harry Allen again. He broke her heart when she was young. But, when he offered her to make a crown for the Queen of England, she immediately accepted. The Queen's crown would be the highlight in her first jewellery exhibit. But things did not turn out according to her plan. Her life turned upside down when she went with Harry in England. The more it became chaotic when she met Prince Philip, the next in line King. **Fall in love in this funny love story of our favorite drama queen, Emerald Petrakis. Let's travel with her to England to meet the Royal family. **