~read the rewrite, 'Celestial Bodies: Of Runts and Lycans,' for free on my profile~ #1 in werewolf (first time: December 13th, 2015) #64 in drama (May 11th, 2018) -unedited, first draft version. things are spelled wrong. i hate the main character and the timeline is a mess. read the rewrite. trust me- Xavier sighed and tried to move in front of me without scaring me into backing away from him. "It's okay little one," he said as came closer to me. I felt so tiny in his presence, especially in wolf form. He knelt down and tried to move closer but I whimpered and backed up more into the tree. He sighed again before trying again and I tired to put all my fears away as he once again reached out his hand. I put my head down, hoping that if I couldn't see him, I wouldn't be scared. As I felt his hand on my back and felt tingles explode, I jumped but then relaxed as I got used to it. I calmed down more as he picked up my small frame and held me close before whispering into my ear, "What has happened to you little one?" *~*~*~* Celeste has always been running. When she was little a group of rouges killed most of her pack and the remaining wolves ran, including her. Over the years they have slowly split off until it is only her and her mother running. When the rouges once again find them her mother spared her own life to keep her beloved runt safe. She ran, but eventually she could no longer run for her tiny body hadn't had the energy. Now she has been found by a new pack, The Paramount pack, and she is surprised when she finds her mate. Because how can she, an innocent little runt, have a mate such as Xavier, one of the strongest alphas in the country? -unedited version-

Sky Summers is the daughter of Damon and Dana Summers, Alpha and Lunar of the Blue Moon Pack.She is a smarty, sporty girl that goes to White Waters High with her three brothers. One day the Blood moon pack come to visit. Will Sky finally find her mate amongst the members of the Blood Moon pack or will she still be all alone and mateless? ...The bell rang, I jumped up from my seat and rushed out the door running down the hallway toward my next class. I turned the corner and my legs felt like jelly. I was leaning up against the wall trying to gather my thoughts and calm myself down. The smell of aftershave mixed with a woodsy orange began to fill up my nostrils, the scent was intoxicating and made my body completely paralysed. My eyes were still closed when I felt hot breath run down the side of my neck causing my wolf to go crazy and the hairs on the back of my neck to stand up. I then felt the soft touch of kisses being placed from my earlobe all the way down to my shoulder. And then back up. I let out a little growl as the kisses that were placed on my neck hit my sweet spot, the kiss continued back up to my ear causing me to let out a soft moan and that's when I heard a deep growl which made my legs want to collapse from underneath me. A large hand was placed onto my hip pulling me straight into a muscular chest, my eyes were still closed shut. I felt the breath against my ear and that's when I heard a rough voice "Mine!" The voice was loud and clear and made my thoughts trail off into a place where they shouldn't be......

(Short story) "This kiss just sealed the deal. You're mine and only mine now, Grace." His voice is low and rough like gravel and laced with something primal. I stop breathing. The air thickens, electric, heavy like the sky before a storm breaks. Everything stills, but the static between us crackles like it's seconds from combusting. His breath fans across my lips-close, so close-but still not touching. My heart slams against my ribs, erratic and loud, like it's trying to break free from my chest. Then his hand finds my jaw. His palm is rough, warm, grounding-but the look in his eyes? That's a wildfire. Just heat and hunger and something darker. "I..." The word is a whisper, barely there, shaky and useless. I can't finish it. His nose brushes mine in the softest graze, but there's nothing innocent about the way he's looking at me. Like he's seconds away from tearing me apart. Like he's been starving for this. "Say something" he murmurs, voice thick, his eyes flicking to my mouth. My lips part, not to speak, but because I need to breathe, to taste the tension curling like smoke around us. His thumb drags across my lower lip, slow and deliberate. My knees damn near buckle. I grab the front of his shirt, clutching it in both fists like he's the only thing tethering me to the ground. He leans in closer. And then his lips brush mine. Barely. A whisper of a kiss, soft enough to make me shiver. Then he kisses me again.

"To what do I owe this honor?" his voice is trembling with laughter. Jee-buss... he finds this funny... "I saw a butterfly and followed it in here?" I more like ask. He starts laughing. I can only stare. I am loving this. I love this sound. I love this clear view of his forest-green eyes without any glasses. He puts his head on my shoulder as he continues to laugh. "Oh dear, is that what it would take me to get you in my room?" he wipes his eye releasing my hands. I want to answer, 'No... All you need to do is smile and I'll follow you anywhere'. But I keep my mouth shut. He is looking down at me. "Seriously, why are you here? Tell me before I start assuming...." he raises his eyebrow suggestively. ........................................ Read the hilarious and romantic adventure of Luke Wright and Natalia Anderson, as they deal with their own devils and friends all the while getting tangled in their feelings. [[!!Due to wattpad glitches my book might be shown as 'Public Domain' or 'CC'. This book strictly belongs to me and the rights are reserved duffus.. So do not copy my book or story!!]]

I run out of the shower and crash into somebody making us both fall to the floor. What is it with me and crashing into people? "Ay, coño eso dolio" I mumble to myself while the person underneath me groans. I looked down to see who I crashed into and see Chase right there underneath me. Translation: Ah, damn that hurt "Shit, cover your eyes." I yell at him. He covered his eyes and I got off of him. "Why the fuck are you naked?" He screamed so loud I wouldn't even be surprised if the whole school heard him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After her father's death, Maddie's stepmother starts to notice that she's out of control. She then decides to send her to Henderson Academy, a school for the troubled and the scandalous. Maddie has no other choice but to go, at least it's better than having to be under her stepmom's care... or so she thought. Not too long after arriving at Henderson Academy, she finds out she will be rooming with Chase Hudson, the school's Richie Rich. How will the rest of her year go? ⚠ warning ⚠ *this is not a LilHuddy fanfic* *swearing*

She's a young doctor. He's an Alpha born to lead a hidden community. "I need to explain the mate bond," he said. Her heart stopped. Literally skipped. "Oh," she said faintly. "That." He didn't look away, but he did lean back, giving her space-as if preparing for her to bolt. "You know we imprint," he said quietly. "You know our instincts take over when the bond gets strong. But you don't know what finalizes it." She swallowed. "Okay." "There's..." He hesitated, and that was a first. William didn't fumble words. "There's a bite involved." She stared. Blink. Blink. Wait- A bite? "As in-like-a literal bite?" she asked, voice tight. "Yes." "On my neck?" "Yes." "You bite me." "Yes." Her blood turned to ice. He continued carefully, like each word risked sending her sprinting for the door. "It's not violent. It's not meant to hurt. It's a mark-a bond-seal. It connects us on every level. Emotionally. Physically. Through our wolves." "I don't have a wolf," she snapped. His jaw flexed. "I know."

" 𝗦𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲." 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐢 is one of the most feared assassins in the underworld, They call her the 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 and she's known for being the most powerful women in the underworld. She's been through a lifetime of 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚 throughout her years. From her parents having a divorce at the age of 13 to being kidnapped at 14 and losing her mother in the most brutal way possible at 15, She went through it all but now she's one of the most high classed celebrity in the world. She was raised with the 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬. Her mothers part of the family. Grand party's and lavish gifts she had it all. It took one phone call for her life to flip upside down, Her father who happens to be the Italian mafia leader wanted to take her back in again. What happens when she has to move back into the house she was forced to leave 6 years ago? What happens when she has to adjust living two different life's? 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐛.

"Let's go over this one more time. I don't believe it sink in well yesterday. If you drink your morning coffee standing half naked, wearing only a man's shirt, it's going to be MY shirt and with me. Only me." I felt something dangerously close to butterflies erupting in my stomach hearing his words, but I didn't want to jump to conclusions. So I tried to keep it cool and smug when replying. "A little possessive for a womanizer like you, don't you think?" -- Meet Jessica. Sweet and sassy college girl with high expectations for her future and a miserable luck in her love life. She has a loving family, crazy, but awesome best friend and after her last break-up, she keeps on looking for a guy who won't be just handsome, loving and funny, but will also know what he's doing in bed. Her wish is granted in a form of a childhood friend of her brother-in-law. Except... there is nothing loving or faithful about him. But he sure knows how to handle his women in bed.

"Morning, Mr. Serious," I say now, setting his usual cup on the table. I add two sugar packets because I can't help myself. He never uses them. He never even looks at them. But I like the idea of them sitting there, taunting him with sweetness. His eyes flick up to mine - stormy gray, the kind that make you feel like you're under interrogation for a crime you don't remember committing. "You should stop doing that." His voice is low, accented, like gravel dragged across velvet. Russian maybe? Or Italian. Or both. Either way, it does unholy things to my stomach. "Doing what?" I ask innocently, sliding the sugar closer to his hand. "That." His gaze drops to the packets. "I don't take sugar." I grin, all sunshine and sass. "You don't know that. Maybe one day you'll wake up and realize life's better with a little sweetness." ●・○・●・○・● Rafael Volkov doesn't do small talk. Or smiles. Or sugar in his coffee. As the mafia's underboss, he's built a reputation on silence, sharp suits, and an expression that could curdle milk. So of course, Lila Parker makes it her mission to crack him. The sunny diner waitress insists on slipping him extra sugar packets, calling him "Mr. Serious" behind the counter, and treating him like a normal guy instead of a walking red flag. He tells her to stop. She doesn't. He growls. She grins. And suddenly, his late-night coffee runs feel less like routine and more like... something he shouldn't want. The problem? In his world, affection is dangerous. Smiles get noticed. Weaknesses get used. And if Lila isn't careful, her little act of kindness might just paint a target on her back. Rafael swore he didn't have a sweet tooth. Turns out he was wrong. ●・○・●・○・● Word Count: 37,478

#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.