At sixteen, Sunngifu is more of a spoiled child than a dignified thane's daughter. She is destined to a life of wealth and power. Until her father fails to pay the Viking's tribute...

A prince, rumored to be son of the Devil. He is the definition of Danger. He is the Darkness itself. A princess. Imprisoned in her own home, only to come out once she gets married. But married to whom? *** Once upon a time, the Devil fell in love with one of the King's many wives. One night he went to her room disguised as her husband and made love to her. She got pregnant with his child. Knowing this The King ordered her execution believing his wife cheated on him, but then the Devil appeared to the king making him a deal. In exchange for great power for his Kingdom, the King will let his wife Sire The Devil's Child. The King who was greedy for power agrees to the deal and his Kingdom becomes one of the most powerful Kingdoms and the Devil's Child the seventh Prince of the Kingdom. Being a princess probably sounds nice. A life full of luxury, beautiful dresses and nice shoes but for Hazel, there is nothing nice about being a princess. She can never go outside the palace, she can never have friends, she can never eat or say or wear whatever she wants and she can never choose the person she is going to marry. Soon she's getting married to a man she has never met, a prince rumored to be Son of the Devil. *Mature content.

Sydney has managed to rebuild her life from the ashes and forge one that is filled with secrets and half-truths. She has given up hope of ever finding someone who would see her for who she really is - not the daughter of the man responsible for destroying countless lives. So why is she so affected by the one man who has tarred her with the same brush as her father? Ethan McMasters only has time in his life for one thing: Work. After a chance encounter, he find himself drawn to a woman he is convinced is as crooked as the man who sired her. There's something about the elusive and feisty woman that has him determined to uncover the enigma that surrounds her like a veil. But in unlocking her secrets, will he discover more than he bargained for?

After surviving a tsunami together, art collector Genevieve and CEO Tristan face endless hurdles back home in the shape of vengeful exes and dark family secrets. ***** On the night before her entire life is changed, Genevieve Harding finds herself walking along Thailand's shoreline with a handsome stranger she only knows from magazine covers and newspaper headlines. Billionaire businessman Tristan Maddox is handsome and charming and it's not long before sparks fly. When tragedy strikes the next morning, their instant connection is tested in a way they never could have predicted. With their attraction pulling them together while a devastating tsunami knocks their lives into chaos, the two find themselves bound together by their shared experience. But upon returning home, life quickly becomes just as difficult as survival was. It's not long before secrets from the past and heartbreaking lies throw them back into rocky waters, threatening to tear them apart all over again. *Wattpad HQ's Editor's Pick - 2022* Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content and graphic scenes depicting a natural disaster and PTSD that comes from it. Also contains themes of blackmail and murder.

[COMPLETED, 18+) ''Let's get one thing straight.'' His tone was as stern as his grip. ''We don't make idle threats. No need to.'' The harsh stare slid down to her mouth. ''We take what we want.'' In the deteriorating Southeast district of Los Angeles, police struggle to control the ongoing success of a notorious crime family. One cop stands out among the rest, her integrity the defining line between law and corruption. But when passions flare, lines are often crossed . . . Lieutenant Virginia Robins has been waging war on organized crime for nearly ten years, hell-bent on shutting the Chilvati family down, one arrest at a time if necessary. Now the fight turns personal after her partner is killed in a suspicious fire and rumors spread about his possible link to the family. No longer willing to play by the rules, Virginia sets her sights on the man she believes is responsible, a man most people respectfully fear. Consumed by the need to clear her partner's name, solving his case is all she cares about--until the day her daughter is taken. Mark Spinelli is well-known for his quick temper and womanizing ways, although the true fame comes with the ruthless occupation. As underboss of the powerful Chilvati family, he trusts no one outside of the few loyal men sworn to protect him. Still, he can't help but admire the determination of the irate beauty who insists on sticking her investigative nose where it doesn't belong. And on the day she needs a hero, Mark shocks everybody, including himself, when he becomes one. Virginia finds herself captivated by the mysterious, intimidating man who won't talk about his past, and she puts her heart, career, and life at risk when she takes that next step, into his arms, into his dark world. WARNING: This story contains strong language, sexual content, and some mild violence. 2018 ABBA (Annual Bad Boy Awards) Winner Featured story on: @Romance @Dangerouslove @Action @Adultfiction @Crime @ProjectBadassGirls @ProjectBadBoys

Looking at the motivational poster, I couldn't stop myself from snorting at the ridiculousness of it all. 'Why fit in, when you were born to stand out?' Who ever came up with that masterpiece was clearly not a wolf-shifter or had ever been a teenager. I would have killed to fit in - literally. ---- When you're a single, twenty-four year old wolf-shifter, that is unable to actually shift, pack is the over extended family you try to avoid at Christmas. No matter how hard she has tried to blend in, Samara Franklin has been cursed with not only the inability to shift, but to be what is termed a 'lone wolf'. She has no desire to be one of the pack, to follow her alpha's lead and has always preferred her own company over that of her family. For a race that is so co-dependent on one another, Samara just isn't. Yet it's more than that, Samara knows it, feels it, but what exactly it is, is something she has been unable to discover. Now with reports of someone hunting her kind, could the answers she's been looking for finally be found?

Finley Carter and Lucas Lawrence barely know each other. In their eighteen years of living, they've barely said two words to each other. When Lucas accidentally sends Finley a drunken dick pic, they interact for the first time. The only problem is that Finley doesn't know about the second life Lucas has been living - a life full of werewolves. He's the next alpha in his pack, and he's searching for his mate. * * * Hazel Lane and Elliot Hanson have been best friends from the first time that he laid eyes on her. They tell each other everything, or at least what Hazel thinks is everything. What she doesn't know is that Elliot is hiding a huge secret from her. He's the beta of Lucas's pack of werewolves. * * * Sebastian Owens and Everett Pierce hate each other, or at least that's what they've told themselves. Ever since middle school, they've been entrenched in petty rumors and stupid hatreds. Everett hates everything about Sebastian, especially the boy's girlfriend. * * * #743 in Werewolf - 12/31/17 #637 in Werewolf - 1/1/18 #270 in Werewolf - 5/1/18

(Previously known as Oh! Mega) Through the order of the Elder Council, Lydia-leader to one of the strongest vampire lineages, the Vincenti-becomes engaged to Giovanni Riviera, the alpha of the werewolf pack that lives on the vampires' territorial borders. No one can deny the Elders and so Lydia agrees to take her role in their plan to ease the tension between vampires and werewolves. However, an arranged marriage can't possibly run so smoothly. Enter Mickey Myster, a member of the Hidden Moon Pack that Giovanni leads. He causes Lydia's doormat emotions to reemerge with a burning flame and it seems his aim is to completely sabotage the marriage. The biggest surprise though? Mickey isn't just any werewolf of the Hidden Moon Pack-he's the omega.

the road trip of a lifetime. [ cover by blissom / trailer by blissom ] [ started march 30th, 2013 - ended february 18, 2015 © paulina r. all rights reserved ]

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.