For those of you curious of the original novella by J. Sheridan LeFanu, I was able to find it online and publish it in Wattpad form. The cover for this is from the Web Series "Carmilla" which can be found on 'KindaTV' s youtube channel. It's much different from the original novella but it is a great show to watch. Hope you enjoy! (I own nothing) #22 in Classics! Oct. 4, 2016 #21 in Classics! Oct 5, 2016

Season 1 of Growing Wildflowers When twenty year old, Gwen Flynn wakes up as the sole survivor in the deadliest car accident in Bolton County history, she's expecting a squeaky clean hospital room, broken bones, and physical therapy but finds herself trapped in the basement of a stranger's cabin with an unbearable burning in her throat and excruciating pain throughout her body. Despite never having asked to be turned, she tries to adapt to her new life - the constant burning thirst, the annoying older brother, and the inability to avoid murdering innocent humans. However, everything changes one night when she lets her meal escape, putting not only herself but every vampire on the planet in danger.

"I don't fuck girls who can't listen," she carefully whispered, pulling back to gauge my narrowed reaction before she continued, "Maybe be a good girl next time." And just like that she went to pull away. Well, that was before I wrapped my toned legs around her torso and roughly pulled her back into me. Again, I hate being told no. ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ After getting involved with Noa Vitali, a mafia boss to whom her older brother was an underboss to, Lunden Spade finds herself striking up an explicit deal, piquing both of their interests. Will Lunden find her limits being pushed entirely too far for her liking? And more importantly... Will she like it?

At one time, I used to be a pirate. I used to be as free as the birds that fly over the ocean. I never followed rules or laws or anything like that. Of course, everyone has a code they live by. I did have pirate code, but... now that I'm no longer a pirate, I don't live by it anymore. Don't get me wrong... I don't mind not being on the ocean all the time, but I do miss it. I loved being free and truly not really ever having to listen to someone tell me what to do all the time. It's not like that now... I had to give up being a pirate, when I almost got killed. I mean, trust me, every single day was a fight for my life, but... that time was different. My parents both got killed protecting me, so I decided to give it up. Of course, I still have my skills, but... I'm a bit rusty. Anyways, here I am just living my life on the land, with my "brother", Will. He's not really my brother. It's a cover we used a long time ago, so I could get into the city. His father knew my parents. That's why he helped me. He found out about them getting killed, so... he helped me out. We are close, though. He is like a brother to me, and I consider him a brother. Moving on, here I am just... wasting my days away with Will. All we do is sit in his shop and make weapons. However... everything changes when an infamous pirate shows up out of nowhere. Everything turns upside down, after I meet... "Mistah Captain Jack Sparrow..." or.. Mistah J, as I like to call him, just to get on his nerves....

Emily, a sweet and innocent girl coming to her 20s manages to make the most wicked and cold Mafia fall for her hard. This woman will do anything just to see her dandelion smile. But how far will she go? Please note this is a face paced book, so if you don't like book like these. Don't read it.

Mars Kensington has nowhere to go. Forced to attend weekly confessions for being lesbian, she had it with her parents and decided to leave the house. Lost and confused, she was approached by two mysterious women who offered her a once in a lifetime chance to attend Lesbian Academy.

WARNING: it's a dark sapphic romance, with spicy scenes. TW, there might be mentioning of: murder, blood, demons, hell, death and others. I saw something that I wasn't supposed to see and now she wants to torture me for that. She wants to destroy me. To own me. But I think she's getting used to me as time goes by. I think she even wants me. The time when she was playing with me is in the past and now I can see the passion in those pretty black eyes. And I feel like I belong with her and feel like I can function only from her touch. This is a pure madness, the madness we don't wanna escape.