A battle-scarred Alpha and a broken woman with hidden wounds are fate-bound-but she wants nothing to do with him. As danger looms and tempers flare, he'll have to find a way to break down her walls before it's too late. *** Scars...some are worn on the outside and read like a book, others are hidden on the inside, unseen but shape every fabric of our being. Alpha Chris has his share of scars. He wears them like badges of honour, having earned them protecting his pack. Jess carries hers on the inside, a collection of secret shame... After Jess breaks free of an abusive ex, she goes home to her farm in the remote countryside to pick up the pieces of her shattered life. She tries to bury her trauma and move on, determined not to let anyone get too close again. Chris has given up on finding his mate and focuses all of his energy on his pack, growing colder and more distant with every passing year. Just when he least expects it, she falls into his lap, smelling like his best friend and wanting nothing to do with him. What happens when a battle-hardened Alpha who is used to getting his way comes up against a stubborn woman set on walling herself from everyone? More than brute strength is needed to break through those walls and reach her. When hidden enemies threaten both their lives, will he be able to reach his Goddess-given gift in time? Or will pride and tempers ruin their last chance at happiness? The Moon Goddess has a plan that neither understands. *** BOOK 1 OF THE FORGOTTEN WOLF SERIES

Harper Kit is used to getting whatever she wants. She's beautiful and she knows it. Every guy wants her, but what does she want? After a breakup with her boyfriend, Harper sets out to find herself a new beau. She meets Niko. Niko is nothing like the guys she's dated. He's average-looking at best, but there's something about him that really draws her in. A magnetism she can't explain, plus, he practically worships her, and her ego just loves that. However, worship may not be the correct term for how Niko feels about Harper. Obsession is much closer. Will Harper see the red flags, or will her ego get in the way? Who can tell?

[WATTY'S 2024 SHORTLIST] When the Ravos Kingdom abducts the Nyrial Emperor's dragon, princess Aeryn Glastos must marry the demon prince planning her assassination to save her empire and end the war while guarding her heart and a dangerous secret. ------------ The twenty-two-year-old Draconian princess is starting her final year at Insignia Academy during the height of the war between the Draconians and demons. Aeryn's dream is to graduate as a bonded Champion in the Fire Force and fight in the war. The only problem is, she is the only Draconian to never receive a power by age twenty. Ashamed of his powerless daughter, the emperor of the Nyrial Empire proposes a marriage between Aeryn and the Ravos Kingdom's demon prince to end the war and get his dragon back. Shade Cross is ruthless, cunning, and dangerously powerful. Everything he touches dies, except Aeryn. He awakens something in her she has never felt before and she acquires not one, but two powers. She must navigate both nations built upon lies, betrayals, a forbidden alliance, and a deadly curse. When she discovers the truth about her empire, she must make a choice: protect the secrets and save her father, or side with the enemy. Aeryn needs to be careful because when it reigns, it pours, and she is caught right in the middle of a feuding storm between both nations.

Book 1 of The Bully Series: Shy bookworm Sophia Gideon wished she had a boyfriend like in her books. But her wish backfired when she caught the interest of her school's most vicious bully. He enjoyed beating up people and his knuckles were always raw, his boots splattered with blood. Sophia was convinced he was a monster. A cruel, unfeeling, soulless monster. But was he?

"Well actually, I am crazy for you!" He let out a soft chuckle against my neck, tightening his grip on my wrists. He begins to brush his lips along my neck. That made me freeze, what the hell is he doing? I let out a small gasp when he started to kiss my neck. I could feel his smile as he began to do it. "Are you sure you don't want to apologize?" He inquired as he breathed warm, sultry breaths down my neck, sending a shiver up my spine and goosebumps down my arms. "Yes, I am sure Jesse, I don't want to apologize to you. Especially now." He pulls his face up and stares at my eyes with a knowing grin. I wondered what he was up to now. "You'll be giving me an apology very soon, Love." He seemed so confident as he continued to pin me against the wall, pressing his body firmly against mine. Makena Kindell is 30 years old, single, and full of life living in this boringly normal world. Her Fiancee is killed in a hit-and-run accident during his bachelor party in Vegas. Then she is taken by force by someone she knew all too well, someone who used to bully and torture her for fun, someone from her past. Will she lower her walls to let him in, or will she fight like hell to get away from him? ⚠️⚠️⚠️ Warning... story contains dramatic scenes of violence, forced relationship, and kidnapping. Proceed with caution if you are sensitive to these topics, thanks ⚠️⚠️⚠️ STory is rewritten and titled Contractual Hearts!

TRAILER IN CHAPTER 1 #1 Memories 10/10/2019 #1 Hurt 27/09/2019 #1 Werewolf 04/07/2019 #1 Blind 09/02/2020 #1 Time 10/06/2020 There are three of them They are ruthless They are cursed They are Immortal They are the HellHounds. ****** They were a legend. A story. But all legends are based off of truth. "Don't go out after dark," My father said. "Don't go anywhere alone," My father said "Don't go deep into the woods, for that is where he waits," My father said. I never broke a rule. I was a good girl. But my question always was, what do I do when the monster comes out to play? *** I was blind, so I slowly walk forward, not knowing where he is exactly. But I use my senses. I let this connection pull into a direction. As I slowly walk ,I reach my hand out, "Where are you?" I asked quietly. A big and calloused hand touches my own. From that one touch, electric shocks courses through my body, a strange and warming sensation. I flinched and gasped in fright. The big and strong hand gently grabs mine and softly pulls me forward. A breath hits my face slightly. I was right in front of him. He leans down toward my ear, his lips almost touching it. His breath makes chills run over my neck as he whispers very quietly with a deep and rough voice, "Here I am." *** If you want this book to make sense to you, I would suggest you read Book 2 of my Blood Moon Pack series, it completed and ready to read. You can still read this as stand alone, however there is more information held in Book 2.

WARNING: This story was written a few years back and has MANY grammar and spelling errors so please don't read if that will bug you. You have been warned Story is also found on Quotev under my user GrassHopperGreen #13 in Kidnapping: 18 September 2018 #5 in Kidnapping: 29 December 2018 ------------------------ With force, the cloth was placed over my mouth and nose and I tried to hold my breath but when a sweet voice spoke in my ear, it made me take in a breath as I felt a hand slide up my dress, the man's hands rubbing up and down my leg. The smell was sweat, and I couldn't stop from breathing it in. In a matter of minutes, I started to feel light headed. The man's voice repeating inside my head like it was a record tap that was broken and repeating the same song over and over again. "Your all mine now." With that, I allowed the darkness to consume me. Sequel is out: Hidden

☑️Completed☑️ ‼️MATURE‼️ 📚Part Of The Wattys 2022 Shortlist & Wattpad Editor's Choice!📚 ✨Rank #1 in Mature Romance - 28/10/2020✨ ✨Rank #1 in Office Affair - 30/12/2020✨ ✨Rank #1 in Mature - 18/04/2021✨ ✨Rank #1 in Adult Romance - 19/10/2022✨ ✨Rank #1 in Enemies To Lovers - 03/02/2023✨ ✨Rank #1 in NewAdult Romance - 19/10/2023✨ Ava Marshall is a quiet, friendly and kind-natured 24-year old, who keeps herself to herself and likes to lead a simple life. Working as a secretary for one of the biggest and most-reputable names in fashion, Victor Clark, Ava encounters some of the most conceited and egocentric personalities on a daily basis. She is a discreet, equable and modestly-dressed individual in an office of loud-mouthed, confident and beautiful people, all trying to work their way up the ladder in the fashion industry. As Victor Clark takes a step back from running things at the five-story office headquarters in central London, his eldest son Caden takes his place, a handsome but reticent man who catches the attention of every female in the building. Men in powerful positions like Caden have always been off-limits for Ava, as her good girl personality and sensible mindset set off alarm bells anytime a man like Caden is around her. However, now she is working for the son of Victor Clark, she begins to find her good girl ways being put to the test as Caden Clark sets his eyes on her and decides he wants to know more, leaving Ava struggling to resist his advances as she falls into a secret fling with her boss. Spending more time with Caden invites new feelings and revelations for Ava as she finds herself going against everything she believed about herself. The high of it all is an exhilarating experience, however, as Ava continues to defy her good girl instincts, will she lose herself completely?

What happens when you mix alcohol, teenagers, and a book of dark spells together? It was just a normal day when Kennedy was pressured by her boyfriend to attend a delinquent party. She was forced to partake in a game that summoned demons, resulting in her soul becoming bound to a particularly attractive one. How will Kennedy manage her "normal" life when a demon is thrown into the mix? Also, is Kennedy really sure she knows who she really is?

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14