Forget what you know about the fairytales of werewolves. There's no such thing as a moon goddess, there's no such thing as mates. Wolves are animals cruel, mean, and ferocious. The law can't touch them. The world leaves them alone. They govern their own. That's what I was thought and so far all has been true. What I didn't know was that my little town had a tradition. The harvest was established to create peace between species, every year a girl is offered to the Alpha. I've gone, and luckily never been selected. My future is bright and my thirst for knowledge wins without doubt. Only, I was gifted to the Alpha, a piece offering given to leave the town alone. Presented to him a slave, gifted to an animal. My mother cried, my sister chastised, while I lied. My future is gone but my family is safe. That's all that matters for today, but tomorrow is another story. So tell me.....What happens when the big bad Alpha grows attached? Highest Rankings: #2 werewolfweek #1 strong #2 lies #7 mature #4 werewolf #3 werewolves #3 human #1 lycan #2 gifted #1 animal #1 nurse #1 beast #1 luna #12 alpha #1 beta #1 gamma #1 sacrifice #6 steamy #6 adult #1 dark #7 lies #18 pack # 4 abuse #16 love #14 possessive #83 romance #6 mature

"We share a fucking bed!" He follows me out of the bathroom, grabbing my wrist when I had turned my back to him. "What's fucking wrong with you now? You threw a bitch fit when you were at the hospital, and now when I compliment you, you're mad at me." "Maybe you shouldn't give compliments with the hope of getting me on your dick!" I snatch my wrist back, turning around to face him, but I smacked into his chest. He took that as an opportunity to grab both of my arms and hold them together behind me. "If I wasn't raised better, I'd spit on you." "And if I wasn't raised better, I'd kick your motherfucking teeth out," he gritted, shaking me when I struggled in his hold. "Would you stop!" He raised his voice, causing my insides to quiver, and my limbs stopped moving. "What is your problem?" "I'm not one of them," I spit angrily, "You can't make me look stupid before charming me. If you think you have to force yourself to compliment me in order for me to spread my legs, then you don't know me," I breathed harshly, my chest brushing against his body, and momentarily, his eyes flickered downward. "I'm offended. You think I'm trying to 'charm' you," he uses air quotations before slamming me against the wall right next to the bed, "When all I have to do is wink to get you to flood your underwear." "I'd like to see you try." I grind out, causing him to smirk at me. A different one this time. One that unsettled me. His lips curved up nicely, yes, but his eyes weren't sparkling with mischief. He didn't seem too happy with me calling him out the way I did. "Bet," he inhaled sharply before backing away from me, his smirk lifting higher, and it morphed into a beautiful smile. "See you at practice, bitch." Carson 'Storm' Speros and Raine Carter have a long way to go, battling through the abnormalities of their unique college and the tough time sharing a baseball team. Will Raine start to see the light in Carson and accept him? We'll see.

Just read the prologue, my dudes. Contains mature content and mental BDSM, 18+.

"I could tutor you, but I don't think you'd be able to concentrate." • • • When Cassandra Berry gets offered a shitload of money and a place at any college of her choice, just to con a man and getting pregnant with a said man, the answer seems pretty straight forward; Yes. - But Harry Xavier Devon is no mere fool. With two millennium prizes on his back and renowned around the world as the next Newton within mathematics, Harry easily sees through his brother's ploy to have a woman seduce him and get her pregnant when he himself can't have children. His brother in desperate need of an heir for his business empire, but Harry has no intentions of playing the scapegoat. Flipping the play against his brother, he pays Cassandra double the money to continue lying to his brother that they *are* having sex. He thinks he's gotten his revenge when it suddenly appears he's gotten more than he bargained for. Cassandra is no shy woman, or as previously thought, just a money-grabbing whore. Stuck in the same house together for a whole summer could prove to teach the mathematician that some things can *never* be calculated... - Especially when dealing with a (horny) woman.

Damon Grey, a basketball coach and New York City's top real estate agent, suffers in a complicated relationship with his ex-girlfriend, Audrey. She's rude, egocentric, and doesn't care about his feelings at all. Out of rebellion and quick to dismiss his ex, unbeknownst, Damon quickly sparks a connection with a college student, Jaide, at a neighborhood party. He thought their flirting would end horribly. Little does he know, Jaide takes the lead and gets between his four walls. This however, sparks conflict between the three parties. This fuels the blood of an unknown party threatening both Jaide and Audrey to cut off all communication with Damon. As things heat up quickly, things mysteriously start to unravel. BOOK 1 BOOK 2: https://www.wattpad.com/story/113560829-fate-18%2B WILL REWRITE!!

•••Excerpt••• I walked Vivian up to her apartment. During the ride back she couldn't stop talking about the clothes she saw and her smile was constant. The spark in her eyes never left. How could I ask her to stay just because I was a self-centered fool. I'd miss her. "Thanks for dinner, Rich. I really appreciate it." I knew she meant for more than just dinner. "Your welcome, Viv." I hugged her. She was still here for another week. There's no need to go all sappy now. It was only 3 months. She'll be back before I know it. But for now, I needed this. To be with her. We pulled apart. That glow was still there. If I hadn't known any better, she looked like one of my many one night stands after hot sex. Wait, she looked like- "Oh, shit." "What is it?" She asked. Her face was surprised that I cursed out of nowhere. "Who is he?" I demanded. "Who's who?" "The man that you're fucking, Viv." *primarily in Vivian's pov, and this story was created about 3 years ago with not much editing. Sorry for the choppy style and grammar. I won't be changing it much because I wanna keep the memory of my writing.

"I can smell your fear" Logan said lazily while dragging his machete across the wall, many years he had been doing this killing for fun. It amused him to watch people beg for their lives but this little spitfire seemed to be doing the exact opposite. "Well I can smell your unsanitary, disgusting, urinated balls" Estelle snorted, rolling her eyes, she heard the thud of his boots walking towards her but knew exactly when Logan was close to her as she felt the warmth from his body against her front. Grabbing Estelle's hair he yanked it back. "Don't you dare patronize me" he growled into her ear, mate or not he will not get disrespected in such a way, the strong smell of blood and death invaded Estelle's senses. "You do not speak to me in that way darling" Logan muttered pulling her up so his breath was against her neck, trailing his lips up till he reached her ear he lightly bit, growling to himself at the little moan that slipped past her lips, he was losing control quickly. The harshest craziest werewolf known to ever live is back for the death tower games, known take lives like pulling on a string, he was avoided. He has two choices when Estelle showed up at the top of the tower, play by his rules or spare his mate. -On hold until further notice-

Highest ranking: #1 in teen fiction. I though I knew Archer McCarty. The controlling, stubborn bad boy who always try and get his way, the bully who made my childhood days waste away. The guy who grew up to be hot as hell. That was why I agree to play the game, for revenge. I wasn't prepared to see a whole different side of him. He is overwhelming and possessive. He goes all caveman when another guy so much as breathe in my direction. He let me break his defense. The tables are turned and I see everything in his view. It seems to make more sense. I wasn't expecting to fall for him by unraveling him but it was easy. I don't know how to tell him that all of these started with that game. Do I even want to? [WARNING: PG-13 Some scenes may be inappropriate for younger crowds. If you are not a fan of over the top possessive hero. This is not the book for you]

THIS IS ONLY A SAMPLE. Full story has been published on Amazon Kindle. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09K53J4PQ/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=bitter+kisses+tavita+khan&qid=1634969132&s=digital-text&sr=1-1 --- Cadrian has faced rejection over and over again. Rejection from her mate, Xavier. Rejection from her sister, Holly. Rejection from her brother, Parker. And rejection from every single member of her pack. She has no parents, so love was rare to her. The only one who cared for her was her old Alpha, Xavier's father, but after he was gone, she was thrown out to face the world alone. Three years later, Cadrian is back. Not alone, no, she's back with her new family, one of the strongest packs in the world. She's no longer the girl who was too weak to take care of herself. Now she's a strong willed fighter with a stone heart, ready to take anyone and anything head-on. So what happens when she comes face to face with the people who had put her through the pain that has left her scarred forever?