When no one talks to you anymore or even sees you, you wonder, what's the point? I could move after high school, I could start over, but it wouldn't change anything. I would still be that awkward girl. The one that hides in the shadows to stay out of people's way. I always sit in the back corner near the window in the classroom. I like to look outside toward the woods, especially when it's raining and the raindrops trail down the window. I watch their path from the top and all the way down to the bottom where they disappear. I wish I could disappear. --------------------------------------------------- This is a werewolf story. It contains mature content, sexual scenes, suacidal thoughts and little bit of violence. Remember to vote and let me know what you think :)

"𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒕." 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1 Copyrighted 2020 He's got blood on his hands, hatred in his veins and a black heart beating away in his chest. He's dangerous. He's a criminal, a murderer, a tsunami of anger, hatred and abhorrence. He keeps a few people close, yet they don't see his smiles and happiness. He's had it hard from the start, blood staining his hands from young, his mind corrupted. He thinks he's a disease, one that will destroy everything that comes close. But he can't seem to stay away from one girl who he thinks is too innocent and pure to be near him. She doesn't talk, she doesn't laugh and nobody has seen what she looks like. She's sweet, she's kind and she's undeniably in love with the one boy she should stay away from. She lives in a home where she is treated like something you can just throw away. She's lonely, and all she wants is a normal life. She's in love with a boy, a boy who doesn't even see her no matter how much she wants him to, a boy who hates everybody, a boy who's dangerous and feared.

An age gap love story. A brokenhearted billionaire. A college girl. ***** "Nevaeh," Aiden whispers, "can I rest my head on your shoulder?" I nod, letting him rest his head on my shoulder. He closes his eyes. "Thank you." He sighs in contentment. "Heaven." "Heaven?" "It's your name spelled backward, isn't it?" ***** The moment I first saw Aiden Klein, the first thing that came up in my head was how perfect he was. A good hard working man who loves his family more than anything else, Aiden Klein has been the subject of the desire of many women. His wealth and success as one of the most influential leaders in the business world are nothing compared to his golden heart. The world keeps asking the same questions over and over again, "How would he love his woman?" The sad thing is, we will never know. Because his heart has been frozen. Eyes are blind for any woman. Touch is forbidden for their skin. Aiden Klein cannot love a woman. Yet, I know that it's far from the truth. Aiden Klein can love a woman so fiercely, his love would break you. Because I've seen it once, accidentally. He's the broken hero. And I'm the villain in this story. ***** THE KLEINS SERIES BOOK #3 © Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content and explicit language)

Amber Gray moves to her dream college in her dream city. Her life drastically changes as she overcomes friendships and relationships. Going to NYU to study fashion has been her dream since as long as she can remember. And when she gets accepted things finally start to fall into place once again. Leaving Michigan was always the dream, she wanted to grow without the pressure from her parents to study medicine, and she wanted the constant cycle of abuse from her ex to end. She ends up meeting Jayden Hendrix on her very first night in New York. He's unbelievably gorgeous and Amber's mesmerized by his icy blue eyes and tattoos. But he just so happens to be her polar opposite. He's rude, sarcastic and absolutely hates everyone. He also happens to own the city she's dreamed of living since she was a child. He's a dangerous mafia boss and Amber's an optimistic fashion major at NYU. He spends his free time recklessly participating in underground fighting, she spends her's shopping for more clothes she doesn't need and coming up with baby names for her future babies. They're perfectly wrong for each other in every way. But Amber can't get the mysterious man who saved her out of her head. He's just as mesmerized by Amber's gorgeous hazel eyes and weird sense of humor. They can't stay away from each other, and fate just happens to keep bringing them closer. Close until they simply cannot live without each other. "And the sweet little Angel couldn't keep her eyes off the devil" What happens when he spots the brunette being assaulted at a cafe in Manhattan in the middle of a storm? The brunette that then steals his heart that no one knew existed?

Lindsay Wilson was born different from everybody else. No, she's not a vampire, werewolf, or some super hero. But she can use her whole brain to function. Lindsay knows everything about everything. She has a perfect, photographic memory, and she has mastered every single sport under the sun. She graduated high school when she was seven. Yeah, seven. But now, Lindsay's mom is forcing her back into high school so she can live a normal teenage life. Too bad the only thing that Lindsay can't do is fit in.

I was walking to my locker when I heard someone calling for somebody. "Hey! Little cutie!" They called. I kept waking, since no one noticed me and I doubted that it would've started then. It was a hallway full of cute girls, all of them much cuter than me, so why would they be calling for me? They whistled. "Shortie with the ponytail!" They called, their voice now closer to me. I still kept walking to my locker since there were still several other girls, who were taller than me but still relatively short, wearing ponytails. I felt a light tap on my shoulder once I got to my locker. I turned around and my breath caught in my throat at who was talking to me. Maximus King. The hottest guy in all of Hillside High. With his jet black hair that was always messy but still looked amazing, his steel grey eyes that all the girls talked about, his sharp jawline that could cut someone, his tall, six-foot five inches form that towered over me, and his strong form that could easily take out pretty much all of the guys in school, he was what every girl looked for. He had a bit of a bad reputation, well, a lot of a bad reputation, but most girls didn't care about that. I cared, and was very afraid of him and all of his friends except for Xander. In fact, if he had a reputation of sleeping around, I think I would've avoided him like the plague. Good thing he only flirted with girls and never slept, kissed, or touched them. "Hey, shortie, I was talking to you," he said with his deep voice. I cleared my throat after a few seconds of me gaping at him. "S-sorry. I-I didn't k-know," I squeaked. He chuckled. "I even said 'shortie with the ponytail!' yet you still didn't know." I gulped. "That's cute," he said. Amethyst Stone, a short, four-foot eleven inches girl that Maximus King has taken an interest to. When? You'll find out. Why? He could tell you, but don't get your hopes up. Will it work out? Read if you really want to know. 12/21/18- 8/8/19- 12/27/20