I am dying - it was inevitable. The poison given to me over the course of several months have spread throughout my veins and seep through my bones. I was alone. There was not one single person to hold me, to comfort me, or to cry for me... I am all alone... NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

I cried myself asleep after reading the ending to the "Rose and its Thorns" only to wake up as a nameless side character that dies before the novel even begins! Rose and its Thorns is popular webnovel about Julia, the female lead who is sold by her evil stepmother as bride candidate of the Rose Empire, the powerful but notorious Empire ruled by Vampires and populated by non human beings. In the end she had her happily ever after with the crown prince of the Empire, but Eclis, the Grand Duke and the second male lead dies with a broken heart. The novel updated nearly every week and I read it as it published for 3 years! ... Only for Eclis to die with no happy ending. My poor Hubby! I don't know how I got here but I'm going to thoroughly enjoy myself in this world and correct this novel to the ending Eclis deserves! Highest Rankings #1 in FemaleMainCharacter #2 in Isekai #10 in FemaleProtagonist #8 in Fantasy-Romance #28 in Magic

[Rated R for violence, gore, and sexual content) Ever since Rina heard the tales of how her werewolf pack was saved by the Hellions of Alastar, she has wanted to join their ranks and become a Hellion herself. To be a Hellion is to be a hunter, a weapon that not only protects humans from creatures of the dark, but protects those very same creatures from themselves. Assigned to Rina as her personal instructor is Zachariah, one of the oldest Hellions to survive the job. He's not at all what she expects. Not only is he unmotivated to take his position seriously, but at their first meeting, the vampire mentions his peculiar taste in blood, which Rina-a half-werewolf half-human-apparently fulfills in every aspect! Becoming a Hellion won't be easy. Not only does she have to come to terms with her strengths and weaknesses as a halfling, but once Zachariah gets a taste of her blood, the vampire begins to rouse an addiction other than his own.

They are born of myth, legend, and lore. Beautiful women beneath the waves, tempting sailors with playful smiles and beckoning gazed as the break the surface. It is nearly every young sailors dream to encounter a mermaid, to see the beauties of the sea. Maybe, just maybe, to catch one too. That is...until their wish comes true. They find themselves face to face with the strange enchanting girl smiling just above the surface with skin like moonlight and lips like rose petals. Just one touch, is all it takes to seal a sailors fate. Beneath the waves is not ethereal beauty. But claws, and fangs, and blades of stone. Revealed in the sea is a mermaids true face and a sailors deadly fate. And Zariel is the deadliest of them all. Daughter of Poseidon and a deep sea mermaid she is dark, powerful, and beautiful by both mermaid standards and especially that of the humans. There is nothing she enjoys more than a hunt, collecting different skulls of different types of humans. Navy men, merchants, fishermen, pirates, and travelers alike. She has them all. Her collection is as admirable as her ferociousness. Only one type of mortal is missing. One skull she has yet to collect. A royal. Royal bones for a royal mermaid. Zariel, princess of the sea, doesn't want just any royal. No. She wants a prince. One who matches her in both ferocity and blood thirst. Zariel was going to get the skull of Rowan Delacroix if it was the last thing she did. Formerly first inline to the throne. A prince turned pirate. A hunter of mermaids. His ship was one she would take pride in wreaking.

//Please note this story is under heavy construction! Read at your own risk.// If you look for perfection, you'll never be content. ~Leo Tolstoy . . . . . . . A flower is to be always beautiful lest it is cast away. A flower is to be innocent and pure. Delicate in nature, ever to bring squinting smiles to those around. A flower is perfect. Always perfect. She was the perfect embodiment of a flower. Her name, Iris. A thorn is sharp like a knight's blade. It inflicts pain and draws blood if one dares to get close. A thorn protects a flower from the wickedness of the world. A thorn is attached to the king, ever guarding. He was the perfect embodiment of a thorn. His name, Luca. She was an iris in no need of a thorn and he was a thorn in no need of a delicate iris. Thrust together by an arranged marriage, the unlikely pair, the thorn, and the flower must now find a way to co-inhabit in the same garden. Bracing the strength of the winter, will their love and companionship last for the spring season or will the cold betrayal of a parasitic orchid, the overflowing herbicide of lies and the perfect perfection of the Iris trample the delicate budding bloom of their affairs of the heart?

When Ester Celeste finally used that coupon for free dance lessons with the famous Sierra Stone, she did not expect it to be the start of a new life. Whilst she did want to try out new things and accept new challenges in 2018, Ester wasn't quite so sure about how to do that. As a start, those dance lessons seemed to do the job...until Devon Stone came into the picture. A stubborn, rich and devilishly handsome looking man. Devon made everything harder for Ester without any apparent reason. Well, maybe she shouldn't have kicked him so many times. But Ester just couldn't help it. He would be mean and she just acted out of impulse. He would be inappropriate and Ester once again acted out of impulse. It seemed like the two just didn't get along but the universe kept pushing them together. As if it had a plan for the two. However, the task of facing new challenges was not simple. But Ester still had to do it. Especially when they were thrown her way and she had no other choice than to deal with those challenges... to deal with Devon Stone. . . . (Scene right after Ester first met Devon) Ester sighed and turned around again, just to let out a high pitched scream. Her heartbeat picked up speed within a millisecond when a figure suddenly appeared in front of her. But before she could turn around and run, she realized it was Devon. "What is wrong with you?" He asked her, covering his ear. Ester glared up at him as she pulled her leg back and kicked him in the shin. Devon's eyes widened as he doubled over and held his leg. He let out a pained groan and looked up at Ester in bewilderment. "What the fuck?!" He yelled at her, making her flinch slightly. "What? You scared me, I didn't know it was you." She smirked, letting Devon know how much of that statement was true. "You bitch." He straightened his back and grabbed Ester by the shirt as he roughly pulled her towards him. She gasped and placed her hands on his chest, trying to build some distance between them. . . .

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(Warning: Rated R) "Brooke bucked against the bed as he dove in again. Ian slowly eased down his swimming trunks and kissed his way up to her mouth. He slowly stroked between her legs as he whispered against her neck, "I need you so bad, let me have you. Just this once.." Ian Crawford had everything he wanted, or so he thought. After catching his live in girlfriend cheating with his companies competitor, he accidentally knocks a young woman unconscious. With her having no memory, he takes her in. Brooke Donovan is a mystery. After being struck by an on coming car, she is now plagued with amnesia. When Ian Crawford demanded that she stay until recovered, what other choice did she have? Will Brooke break the curse of his broken heart, or will Ian's cruelty drive her away?

He's a cold hearted criminal, a world renowned killer who's known to target even the most innocent people of society. He earned a name for himself on the streets and in the underground, a name that described his dark twisted demeanour. His emotions, if he even had any were completely switched off, he felt pain but he never showed it, he had joyful moments not that there are many people left to tell such a tale but he was different. Many thought they could "change" him, but how can you change someone truly as bad as him? This was a question many asked until she came into his life, Nadine Baker. A woman who slowly managed to thaw away the ice that enveloped his cold heart, Sergio Moretti's cold beating heart.

#1 Teen Fiction | #1 Young Adult | #1 Romance "We all need someone to drive us mad." - The Wombats. He stared arrogantly down at me, a smirk plastered across his face. I sneered up at him with distaste, wanting to wrap my fingers around his neck and strangle that smirk off of him. He brushed my golden hair from my face, his long, slender fingers sparking electricity in my skin, making my knees wobble together. "Will you ever, forgive me?" he whispered huskily, his eyes intently staring into mine. His face was only mere inches from me. I just needed to reach out a little further to kiss him... "Yeah. Over my dead body." I snapped, before throwing my arms out forcefully, shoving my hands into his chest, pushing him from me. -*-*-*- He, is Carter Williams. I, am Lacey Adams. We were once, inseparable. The 'Golden Couple'. The unbreakable best friends, that everybody envied. Nothing could get between us. A part from being tighter than white on rice, we updated our status from friends to being in a relationship, frequently. We were neighbours, which meant our families were all close and even co-owned houses around our town. This, all is, until the day of my sixteenth birthday. Everything changed. The loving relationship we shared, was severed and torn apart. I couldn't hardly stand to look at him any more, without spitting fire that is. Every day is torture being around him. He was in all my classes at school and the window in my room was even directly aligned with his. So, what happens? My mother's mum gets sick, so dad and her fly out. Just them. Leaving me to stay with Carter and his parents, who are never home. We would be alone. In one house. Under the same roof. If I was insane before, I have no idea what I am now. © 2016 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.