Nikko never asked to be an Omega. Never wanted a pack or to be soul-bound to three dangerously possessive Alphas, but the universe doesn't care what she wants. When her best friend goes missing, she is forced in a brutal Motorcycle Club world. Where she meets three fiercely protective bikers; Nash, Beau, and Maddox. Who stop at nothing to get their way. But Nikki isn't just their Omega. She's the key to a much bigger game. One that involves rival clubs, blood-soaked arenas, and a darkness that's closing in fast. Love was never supposed to look like this. But neither was war.

"I am too busy staring into those eyes, the ones that have been haunting my nightmares for the last seven years. The same eyes that watched me from the corner of a darkened room as I slowly accepted that I had bled to death." She watched helplessly as an intruder murdered her entire family before focusing his attention on her. She should be dead too. Technically she was for a few minutes before paramedics were able to revive her. Now, seven years later, Omera struggles to keep her life from falling apart. All she wants to be a normal teen. But life has other plans for her as she encounters a boy who will pull her so far into his world...she might not make it out alive. **may contain violence, sexual situations, foul language and other "unpleasant" things...you have been forewarned. Will be updating as frequently as possible**

When, one day, the world just suddenly ends, Em stumbles into the nothing, an empty void that lies beneath the surface of reality, the sole occupants of which are malevolent shadow beings called glowdarks. Only a select number of individuals possess the ability to peel their way into new worlds; they are the rippers. Em is one of them. He can sense the "rips" scattered throughout each dimension and use them to peel through to the next world. Em and his group of survivors peel through world after world, battling glowdarks, zombies, and even gods in their quest to find a safe haven in a post-apocalyptic multiverse. [Cover Art By: eWritersInk] [Highest Rank Reached: #218 in Fantasy, April 9, 2016]

Once upon a time, in a small Carolina border town, there lived a woman and her dead best friend's kids. Orphaned at fifteen, Mackenzie Temple can't exactly fly under the radar. People still whisper about those poor children that deceased, alcoholic mother left behind. To make sure her new surrogate parent doesn't regret her decision, Mackenzie sticks to two simple rules: Head down. Grades up. But when an evening of rule bending kicks off a chain of unfortunate events, Mackenzie's carefully constructed world begins to unravel. And that mysterious mountain boy isn't making things any easier. Meanwhile, her strange Art History class taught by even stranger teachers embarks on a field trip, taking the concept of strange to a whole new level. Was learning how to track evil creatures even on the course syllabus? With chunks of memories missing, Mackenzie's world falls deeper into chaos. For her little brother's sake, she can no longer hide behind her books. Facing enemies, old and new, she must act or lose the very thing she's tried so hard to protect. Secrets must be kept. Lies must be told. Monsters must be stopped.

In a world where mythical, supernatural species soundlessly spy on humans and hunt them down, lives a young woman who's oblivious to the consistent danger surrounding her. Every dark alleyway she passes, every person she talks to, every step she takes; is a risk. Yet in her mind, she lives in perfect harmony. He interrupted her peaceful mentality unintentionally, though finding it quite enjoyable, it becomes the opposite. Slowly, it turns to them liking each others' company, then to them seeking comfort from one another, then to feeling suffocated without the other. It'll last, until their very last breath. The feeling thriving by the day and the days are many for vampires, but it all has endings. They don't know when that will be. Might be vastly close, or it might be till the end of times. Together, they fight, and together, they'll stick as they die, continuously fighting even in their graves.

Hi all, I have decided to discontinue this book, so it is not finished. (Read at your own risk) I'm going to be rewriting it from the beginning, in hopes to improve it greatly. It will be uploaded as a brand new book so feel free to check it out, please be aware it might differ slightly from this book as it is only taking inspiration from it Many thanks for all the reads this book has brought and with high hopes for the rewrite i bid you goodbye ----------------------------- Everything seemed to go silent as I heard them breaking through the door before anyone else, adrenaline pumped through my body as i jumped up and pulled out my machete. i ran over to help the group protect the others but realised that there was too many zombies to take on , my heart beating so fast, i turned around, grabbed Rose and went running over to the window. i looked down and saw the breath taking jump to the next building making me fear what was coming next and that was our only escape. i turned around, slicing a zombies head right off its neck , protecting Wen from getting bitten. As she swung her axe right over my head , hitting another zombie square in the head, sending a spray of blood all over the back of me. "We have to jump!" i screamed at everyone at the top of my lungs, i looked around to find at least 75% of our group either eaten or eating some one else. i knew i was being too slow in making my decisions, but all i could concentrate on was the sound of my heart beating in my chest. i pulled nicol to the floor and away from the zombie that nearly chewed off her head and watched her send a knife into its head with what seemed no effort at all. Then i turned and moved quicker than i have before to stop the zombie that i saw coming for me from the corner of my eye, i stopped dead in my tracks as my heart sank into the bloody stream of my circulation of life. I realised the zombie i was facing, was Rose...

Life Lesson #1: If you are planning on going to a nightclub in the middle of sketchy, dark woods, don't. Life Lesson #2: If there are too many attractive, healthy people in said nightclub, be alarmed and rethink Life Lesson #1. Life Lesson #3: If you were foolish enough to ignore rules 1 and 2, I suggest you haul ass. Aeress is one of those special people who obviously need a couple more life lessons... ----------------------------------------------------------------- He chuckled. It was dry but it was an addictive sound. "No," he brought his nose against her collar, "not at all." His lips skimmed over her exposed skin. She sighed at his touch, riding the sweet, overwhelming waves that came with. "You've barely touched me," Aeress had her hands skimming up the back of his neck and in between his strands. "And I'm falling apart." His voice was a little hollow and this worried her. "The bond we have is responsible for that." She tugged at him until he looked up. For a moment she just basked in how handsome he was. "I don't think so," she leaned in for a kiss, "I think that you are just about the most fascinating man I have ever met. And we have only just met. I don't think a bond can simply erase the will of an independent woman like me." His eyes came to life with a blazing fire. He closed the distance between them and kissed sensation back into her body, setting off every nerve in her flesh. Everything came to a boiling point, sizzling with need. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ °°MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT OF ALL KINDS, AND I MEAN ALL KINDS°° Highest Rank: #7 in Werewolf, #79 in Romance

The Greeks were very lenient in their ways. The only line they knew must not ever be crossed was to clash with the Gods, who are prideful in every way known to man. The tale of Queen Niobe should've been adequate proof of that. But the Gods also crave love, and they share man's desire to own beautiful things. That is probably why Melantriche found herself in her current predicament.

When Amra gets kidnapped by a demon, she imagined she'd be dead within the second and yet he seems hell bent on proving to her that they are more alike than she cares to admit. Twisted, unpredictable, and wrapped with dark humor and sexual tension, Dante will stop at nothing to get Amra to sign his contract and own her, body and soul. 𓆰𓆪 This story is 18+: contains mature & graphic content, foul language, violence, smut duh. Please read the detailed list of trigger warnings . #𝟓 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝟕/𝟐𝟕/𝟐𝟑, 12/15/25 #𝟏 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝟏𝟐/𝟏𝟎/𝟐𝟑 #1 𝐢𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 12/1/25

What if the Moon Goddess made a mistake? "At that very moment, Alpha Night felt something he had never felt before. A dark, animalistic instinct washed over him causing his eyes to flash red and a growl to sound from the depths of his chest. He felt his claws extending and his canines lengthening as if he were about to shift. Mine." Alpha Alaricus Night was, by any definition, king of the earth. The most powerful and deadly werewolf to have ever lived, Alaricus has been Alpha King since year 1066. And in all 949 of those years he has never loved a single soul. Warning: DARK STORY. If you're uncomfortable with darker themes, this may not be the story for you. [Highest ranked: #6 in Werewolf]