For 18 year old Avery Williams, life hasn't been an easy ride. With her mom on life support, being poor which means she can't afford her mom's surgery, she has to raise her 6 year old sister Lilly by herself in their small apartment, and her dad abandoned them before Lilly was even born. But one stormy night while Avery was driving home in their old ford pickup truck, her and Lilly come across an injured fox lying in the middle of the road. She decides to pull of and help the poor fox. But after she helps it, it starts to talk. The next thing Avery knows, is that the fox is glowing and the little glow goes inside her body. With her new secret, she can shift into a fox. But the fox named, Red, told her she can't tell anyone. So now it's Avery's and Lilly's little secret. --------------------------------------- Jake Taylor is the alpha of the Southern Nightshade Pack. He's used to getting what he wants. When he comes across Avery and Lilly walking in a park, he finds out that she is his mate. And he wants her. Bad. So he does the only thing he can think of. Have him and his friends kidnap her. But will he put up with her trying to escape? Will he find out her little secret? Read the book and find out. Highest Ranking: #52 in Werewolf

Harley Quinn and the Joker have a messed up relationship - abusive, psychotic, crazy, but they are madly in love. This story follows their love story through various twists and turns. Disclaimer: All characters belong to DC comics, and some chapters and lines of this story are based on the movie Suicide Squad. (Harley Quinn and Joker) Hey guys, so this was my first story and fanfiction about Harley Quinn and the Joker. I started writing this right after I saw the movie because to be honest I really fell in love with these two. It might sound weird, but they hold a really special place in my heart and I think of them more as real people than characters in a movie. I hope this is expressed through my writing because I do try to make them realistic to how I think of them. Enjoy and happy reading!

Just a compilation of plot ideas my mind has come up with that you can use if you are stuck for any ideas. Includes things from lots of different genres including sci-fi, romance and horses. Maybe PJO/HOO fanfics- basically whatever comes into my mind.

Ray's messed up. In all ways possible. But she has a reason to be, right? No place to go. No shoulder to cry on. No family. No pack. Nothing. But she's mainly the cause of those problems. She's the one who did it. The one who..killed them all. Yeah, I know, crazy, right? It's true. She killed them all off. With her own hands. Well, I should say paws and razor sharp teeth. The animal side got the best of her. The next thing she knew, they were dead before her eyes. She figures if she turns to drugs and drinking, it'll make her feel okay. She goes to far, one day, Ray gets too careless. She crosses the boundary. The forbidden one, meaning, 'Don't come near this place unless you want to die' And right before she's about to get killed off, something happens. Something beyond weird. She sees him. The ruthless Alpha of them all, or King of The Douches, as she prefers to call him. And somehow, they connect at first sight. No, it wasn't love, but it surely isn't hate like they wish it would be. Let's just say, fate bit them in the ass.

"I, Mason Bradley Roth, reject you." I smile, laughing like an insane maniac instead of crying, taking a step towards him. "I Jessica Parker, accept your rejection, Mason Roth. You will regret that." Three words that changed my life. Jessica Parker was an abused member of her pack. No, she didn't kill anyone. Her parents died, and she is cared for by her distantly related cousin, Josie. Until she's rejected. Note: I wrote this when I was like 11.

"You leave me no choice. I will find her. I will get her. And she will be mine. Do you hear me? She is mine. No matter what.” The big man said before I saw him rip my father and mother’s heads off. ----- Eric Kingsman and Nikki Pratt are total opposites. He's loud and the popular one while she's quiet and keeps to herself. He gets around more than Kim Kardashian on a good day. She’s quiet and keeps to herself, wanting acceptance. She’s left to take care of her baby brother and left to do some quick growing up after her parents were brutally murdered right in front of her. Moving to a new town sucks especially when you’re trying to hide from someone who wants to kill you, as you assume. And the only thing that these two have in common? Well, their werewolves. And another thing? Fate destined for them to be mates. Oh yeah, and before I forget: Eric rejects her. OKAY. Obviously I can't write descriptions without giving anything away, so maybe give this story a try? If you do, I loooooveee you. :)

A rejected wolf dies shortly after being rejected... When the daughter of a Beta is rejected, what happens after? The goddess gives her a choice... An opportunity, but can she handle it? Meanwhile a pack of rouges is causing trouble, wolves are going missing and everything points to Alpha Eric Dark. How do these two wolves cross paths? Follow Callie in this unforgettable journey that will change her life... (REMOVED ON APRIL 1ST)

He needs a place to live, she needs a baby daddy. Pietro Santangelo and Marguerite White are students at prestigious Columbia University in New York City. She is a fun-loving, free spirit who finds herself in a bit of a familial bind, he is an exchange student with a chronic case of poverty. They concoct a plan that they think will work, not realizing how much changes with two simple words... Pete merely looked at her and opened a box of books. He took some out and began placing them on the shelves, bending and stretching at his task. He had a nice back, broad shoulders and muscles that could be seen clearly under his light blue T-shirt. Daisy watched for a minute, fascinated. "Like what you see?" he asked without turning around. She jumped at the sound of his voice. "Well, you're the only thing in the room that's moving, you know?" she said by way of explanation. He turned around to look at her, books in either hand, a small grin on his face. "Of course, what was I thinking?" he asked rhetorically. "And look. We're both adults here, hm?" He looked carefully at her. "The couch we just brought up here cost fifty dollars at the second-hand store, and has to be at least thirty years old. I don't want to sleep on it, and I don't think you're going to want to sleep on it, either." She shook her head. "So the bed is nice and big," he continued. "I think we can manage, don't you? We can share the bed." He watched her for her reaction. "I give you my word this is not going to be a problem for me. At all. Is this going to be a problem for you?" She looked at him. "Really? At all?" She recovered from the unintentional meaning of his words quickly. "No, it won't be a problem for me, either," she said firmly. "We can share the bed." Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content, and themes of premarital sex and sexual assault.

***WATTPAD FEATURED**** #141 in horror Axel Carter is a 32-year-old factory manager who is married to Sarah Carter. He is a responsible person who can keep his cool in tough situations. However, he is forced to lead a group of inexperienced people through an unknown epidemic that has caused complete turmoil in the world. The group finds it difficult to adapt to the new reality, and they have to do things they never thought they would have to do before. Axel has to figure things out for the group, but it's not an easy task. He has to keep himself and the group together in a world where everything has gone to hell. But as the situation worsens, Axel wonders when he will hit his limits and when things will become too much to bear.

So he's the groom and she's the stripper...think it stops there? Not even close. Throw in a -*crazed stalker-ish ex boyfriend *a psychotic, power-obsessed fiance' *the fact that Vanessa has no idea werewolves exist and more drama and then you will understand (if you didn't already), why finding your mate at his bachelor party is...awkward, to say the least!