"Alright Mr. Steinson you can pay Franny. Let us know if any problems come up." She opened the door and smiled past his ear, her fake customer service persona back. Hammer frowned, he wanted her to let her guard down with him and relax. He walked to the door and stopped in front of her. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "You can call me Sampson, A Chuisle" When he pulled back, he finally caught her gaze. Grey met green and Hammer drew in a sharp breath. If felt like lightening was being shot through his veins and he barely heard Cecilia let out a hiss and mutter, "Aw FUCK, no." ***************************** The little town of West Mountain is secluded high up in the mountains, it is the perfect place for Fae species to live together in a sort of harmony, instead of segregated by race. To be a Fae is normal, to intermingle is not..... C.R. just wants to live her life, create art, tattoo and run with her new pack. She doesn't want a mate and she doesn't want to think about the pack that she lost. It's all going great until a new customer walks into her shop and sets her whole life on a roller coaster ride.

KYLO X READER - Kylo Ren was not the sugar daddy you were expecting. Young, handsome and incredibly wealthy, he was a god in a neatly pressed suit. Though he was charming at times, there was something dark within him, a chilling coldness that haunted his hazel eyes. The line between business and relationship became blurry with every touch and every expensive gift. You felt lucky to have him, and yet you weren't sure how to know it was real. (Cover by asmolguavafruit on Wattpad)

COMPLETED Jeremy is the typical good kid who doesn't have a single bad bone in his body. So when he suddenly dies at the hands of another, it's a surprise when he wakes up in Hell. Now, Jeremy must plead to the creatures of Hell that he is as innocent as he says, but Lucifer Morningstar seems determined to keep him in his realm. Started: 01/10/19 Ended: 30/01/20 The COVER is by the lovely @m-blackhart ! Make sure to check out their profile **THIS BOOK CONTAINS A GAY RELATIONSHIP AND HEAVEN/HELL STUFF, IF YOU DON'T LIKE THEN DON'T CLICK** (This is not a fanfiction)

His pupils dialate and a smirk shudders my whole body just looking at it. He lowers his head and burries his head in my neck. A slight gasp leaves my lips as I can feel a low chuckle against my neck. "S-stop Luc-" I was cut off by his hot breathing hitting my soft skin. "You don't want me to stop. I know you don't, I can read you like a book." He says and I bite my bottom lip looking away. He buries his head in my neck and I feel a slight burn sensation on my neck. A moan leaves my lips as the burn hurts in a pleasurable way. A moan leaves my lips as his soft lips seem to be kissing around my skin and he starts to nibble on my neck causing me to moan a little louder. He pulls away and smirks at me looking at my slight panting as a small burning sensation is left where he kissed me. ... "Goodbye my love." I say as I grab a golden encrusted dagger off the shelf of treasures. I grab it by the handle and turn around to see him one more time. "I'm not playing with you open the wall!" He says and looks at me with a pitiful look. My hands shaking and I feel the cold metal against my chest plate. "I may never have made you the happiest or even made you interested in me but you have made me the happiest girl in heaven and hell." I say and push it closer to my to the point I can feel a sting. He looks at me with both hands on the glass and I can feel the light around my eyes dim slightly with fear. "I love you Lucifer." And with that I took my final breath as the metal pierced through me. A gasp of air leaves my lungs and I can see Lucifer with a defeated look as I each a hand to the glass before it turned back to stone and my body falls.

She is a bad girl. He is a good boy. She smokes. He hates smoking. She has fucked every guy in her school. He is a Virgin. She drinks and parties are her life. He hates parties and alcohol is not his cup of tea. Cussing is her middle name. He rarely cusses. She is the prettiest girl in Mount valley high school. He is the hottest boy in Mount valley high school. She is Shaira Evans. He is Aaron Carter. _____________ Shaira, the hottest chick who everyone desires. Aaron, the new hunk who every girl craves for. What will happen when your not so stereotypical good girl meets your not so stereotypical bad boy? Will Shaira change her ways? Or will Aaron just have to keep up with her bad girl ways? Read Loving Mr Good Boy to find out!

[SAMPLE. Paperback and Kindle e-book OUT NOW] A woman who's been through too much and a man that seems too good to be true. Raelynn and Milo. ***** 21-year-old Raelynn Garcia just moved into her new apartment when she gets stuck in an elevator with her downstairs neighbor, Milo Evans. He's built well, perfect even, with a smile that could blind, and she finds herself spewing all her problems out to this stranger she's forced to be accompanied by. After Milo pitches to her a deal to fake-date in order to convince her family that's she's not the unhinged girl she once was, things take a turn in directions she never could've seen coming. [[Content warning: mention of SA; insomnia, and claustrophobia]] Started: February 17th, 2022 End date: September 15, 2022

DISCLAIMER: This story is completed, however it is unedited. I wrote this story when I was very young, and it is reflected in the work. If you are looking for the edited version of Love, Emma as seen on my Instagram or Facebook, this is NOT it. . . . . . . . . . . "E-Emma? It's okay y-you know. I-I'm used to i-i-it." "You shouldn't have to be, some people disgust me, the nerve of them." "I can't blame t-t-th-them, I m-mean l-l-l-look at m-me." He sounds so defeated, even though I can tell he's trying to hide it, so hurt and broken and utterly defeated. And that, to me, is absolutely heartbreaking. Whipping around, he bumps into me, clearly not expecting my abrupt stop. "I am looking at you, and you're beautiful Nathan Walker, beautiful." There's tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat the size of a basketball, and my eyes are burning, and my heart hurts but it's so fast, pounding a beat against my chest---because he should know. People like Nathan deserve to be told how unequivocally, unconditionally, completely beautiful they are. . . . . . . . . . . Emma Dawn is a sixteen year old girl in the big city of Toronto who befriends her school's social pariah, Nathan Walker. Outcast for his looks, Nathan's a very quiet, very gentle, giant, but everything's not that simple; the tough guy one might assume him to be is nothing like what he actually is, not with his stutter, continuous insecurities, and his social anxiety. While their friendship develops, both at school and at his families Italian-style Cafe, Emma slowly starts to tear down his walls, finding herself deeply caring for the boy she finds behind them---a boy so caught up in his life's worth of ridicule, he has no idea of how beautiful he is. Read on into the story of Emma and Nathan, where she helps him come to terms with his anxiety, breaks his insecurities, and every other social standard set to define something beautiful. . . . . . . . . . .

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

This is the original, unedited version of Light as a Feather, Book #1. This book was the inspiration for the Hulu Original Series. The revised version is now available in bookstores throughout the USA & Canada from Simon Pulse. McKenna Brady thinks her junior year of high school is going to be the best ever when she's welcomed into the elite group of popular girls at Weeping Willow High School led by blonde, gorgeous Olivia Richmond. Prior to junior year, McKenna was known in her small town as the girl whose twin sister died in a tragic house fire, and she's overjoyed at the prospect of redefining her identity. She has a date to the Homecoming dance with Olivia's handsome older brother, and a good chance of being elected to student council. For the first time since McKenna's parents divorced, things are looking up. But everything changes the night of Olivia's Sweet Sixteen sleepover birthday party. Violet, the shy, mysterious new girl in town, suggests that the girls play a scary game called Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board, during which Violet makes up elaborate stories about the future ways in which beautiful Olivia, brassy Candace, and athletic Mischa will die. The game unsettles McKenna because she's already escaped death once in her life, but she doesn't want to ruin her friends' fun. It's only a game, she reminds herself.