Libby Johnson fantasizes of the future. Counting down the days until her high-school graduation, until the day she can whisk herself away from her small town and her nightmares of the day that almost stole her life. Grayson Smith is glued in the past. He constantly is in search of a person to save from his own history. Every day he sits idle in hope of a troubled soul to salvage. Starting fresh in a new school away from his past peers, nightmares loom in his path. When Libby and Grayson meet on the first day of a new semester, Libby is adamant to keep her head down and her words bitter when his smile cuts through her. His words of pleasantries mold into something sour with each day that passes. Libby cannot afford anyone holding her back in the town of Plainsville where the people are drab and the forests hold a thousand secrets. When the pair keep bumping into each other, despite Libby's disapproval, it's uncertain how Libby will escape Grayson and his stubborn ambition of saving her fate. With each coveted meeting in secret hidings, only time proves to Libby that Grayson isn't her enemy and that not every citizen in her home-town wants to suck the good out of her. It's only with Libby that Grayson cam begin to heal the history that wounded him. But as Libby and Grayson's world comes together, the sky brews a storm that only few are estimated to survive.

A painful breakup pushes Kyla Evans to get into a fake relationship with the person her ex-boyfriend hates the most: Seth Everett. But what will she do when the game starts to feel too real? ***** Seventeen-year-old Kyla has sworn off love. After getting dumped all too suddenly by her longtime boyfriend Cedric, she becomes convinced that people are never really who you think they are. So when notorious playboy Seth Everett suggests that Kyla fake date him to get back at Cedric, it seems like the perfect plan... as long as she doesn't end up falling for him. Content and/or trigger warning: This story mentions cancer, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

Brie Sheridan has had her heart broken way too many times. Rhett Price is usually the culprit, but, this time, he might be the solution. ***** Brooke 'Brie' Sheridan wouldn't necessarily call herself a hopeless romantic; after all, love is everywhere if you choose to look for it, and there's nothing wrong with wanting to see the beauty and the good in the world. However, her rose-colored lenses are shattered when her boyfriend dumps her right at the start of her final year of college, ruining all her plans for her senior project, and here lie Brie's hopes, dreams, and pieces of her broken heart. Enter Rhett Price--known commitment-phobe, the bane of Brie's existence, and the reason behind many of her late-night crying sessions during the harshest days of high school. Down on his luck and struggling with improving his reputation, he turns to Brie in a time of need--he'll help her out with her project, and she'll help him look better and more responsible in the eyes of his family. Old feelings resurface, and it quickly becomes obvious there are certain things you don't always get over. Your first love might as well be one of them. ***** BENNINGTON COLLEGE SERIES #1 [[4X WATTPAD FEATURED STORY]] © 2023 caterina george // all rights reserved

Milan Cozart lived on the low-end of Chicago. A part of the city that was unbeknownst to tourists, yet never seemed to leave the front cover of the news... for murders. In this cutthroat slice she called home, there was one rule: Show no mercy. However, when you hold the life of a notorious drug lord in your hands... you may find yourself hesitating. Milan knew the rule, but she also knew who Ramses Young was as well. The man had spared the life of her brother the night her parents had died. Now, he laid bleeding out in her arms. He was meant to die. Because of her, he lived. And, because of her, bodies would drop.

Season 1 of The Moonlit Curse Kiya Bridges has spent her whole life learning to hunt the unnatural. She, alongside the five other members of the Monster Hunter Corps, are some of the most capable soldiers the Kingdom of Westmora has ever seen. But since no one has seen a monster in over five hundred years, it's hard to take the missions seriously. All it takes is one bite from a rogue werewolf to shatter Kiya's worldview and open a void of uncertainty beneath her feet. One bite, and she is forced to confront everything she thought she knew about the world. With no one else to rely on, the only person she can turn to is the local innkeeper, August. As a subservient alpha to the Silverkeep Pack, August never imagined he would be the only one willing to guide a new victim of the curse. In order to protect her from the rest of his pack, August must hide his true identity from Kiya, but he finds himself drawn to the beautiful hunter, and she finds herself trusting him more and more. As Kiya's transition progresses in ways they couldn't imagine, the shadow of the rogue looms in the distance. A threat to Kiya's future, and a ghost of August's past. WARNING: This story contains mature content that may not be suitable for some readers.

*****THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY UNDERGOING A MASSIVE REWRITE - FINAL WORK IS CURRENTLY BEING POSTED AS A NEW STORY ON MY PAGE - UPDATES SPORADIC ***** "You can't tell me there isn't something here worth risking everything for." [New Adult Apocalyptic Romance] Summary: Most of the population is dead, some have turned into vicious, crazed creatures who want nothing more than to eat you, and a small percentage are left to try to survive. Nothing is the way it was. With not much more than a pistol and a vague idea of what she's doing, Claire Harrington ventures out into this new, unforgiving world with only one real goal: to keep her younger sister safe. The odds are against her, until she runs into Parker and finds herself reluctantly accepting his offer to help. Trust is a fragile thing. Humanity is a construct. Love is a weakness. But these are the thoughts of a survivor, and she's beginning to wonder if surviving is all she wants. Maybe she wants to live. Past and current ranks: #3 in dystopian 9.28.21 #1 in love 7.25.22 #1 in angst 7.25.22 #1 in virus 8.8.21 #1 in infected 3.22.22 #1 in zombieoutbreak 2.14.22 #1 in zombieapocalypse 6.12.20 #1 in apocalypse 3.27.20 #1 in zombies 7.26.20 #1 in survival 12.27.19 Mature warning for the following: violence, language and sexual content Trigger warnings noted at beginning of associated chapters Banners by Alyssa_Evangeline I do not own the rights to any of the images, all credit goes to the original owners.

C O M P L E T E D "Date me," he spins the whiskey around in the glass and fixes me with a smirk. I roll my eyes the moment the words roll off his tongue. "Are you really that desperate?" I scoff in response, fighting back the ever prominent blush. His smirk widens as my face flushes red and he leans over the countertop towards me. I step back. "Name your price," he replies, his words cool and smooth like ice cream. Only I would reference food at a moment like this. Anger rolls around in the pit of my stomach; I may not have money but I have morals. "You can't buy people, Grant," The words fall out of my mouth and he recoils as if slapped. I'm glad. Stupid rich boy and his player ways. "Bet I can," I resist the urge to slap the smug look of his face and scoff again. "Right," I drag out the word, rolling my eyes. I step away from the counter and turn my back on him, desperate to leave. But he speaks again. "Date me. Two months. If you fall for me for my money, I win. If I fall for you for who you really are, you win." I consider this for a moment. I have nothing to loose and really not much to gain. But I'm so desperate to put the asshole in his place that I can't resist. I'm a sucker for a bet. "Deal."

Leaving behind everything she's ever known, Emilee enters a world of high glamour and even higher stakes. The new freedom that comes with being a part of the Famoux is intoxicating, but behind the perfect image lies an ugly truth - being popular is a matter of life or death. ***** Out of the wreckage of environmental collapse, the country of Delicatum emerged. Its most popular celebrities are the Famoux, uniquely beautiful stars of a reality TV show called the Fishbowl. In a world still recovering from catastrophe, they provide a 24/7 distraction. Sixteen-year-old Emilee Laurence is obsessed with the Famoux - they provide a refuge from her troubled home life and the bullies at school. When she receives an unimaginable offer to become a member herself, she takes it. But soon she realizes that fame can be deadly... Content and trigger warning: This story depicts mental health issues and contains scenes of violence. [[word count: 350,000-400,000 words]]

Usually, getting run off the road and down a steep cliff is a freak accident caused by a drunk driver, or maybe someone totally distracted. Usually, it's not because someone out in the world, someone you've never even met, is trying to get revenge. Nessa Ruth didn't know about the shady life her father had gotten the two of them tangled up in. That is, of course, until the secrets run her off the side of a road. And let's not forget about Bodi Cason, the son of one of the most dangerous men in the country. So when Nessa moves from Ohio to Colorado, to the exact same town Bodi and his family live in, how far will he go to protect her? Because, in the end, no one is completely innocent.

What do you do when a tall, unreasonably attractive alien crash lands in front of you? You shoot him of course. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── It's been years since a nuclear war decimated the Earth, killing about 90% of the world's population. The ones that survived now live in the ruin of nuclear wastelands with their numbers slowly dwindling due to starvation, radiation, and even murder by a gang called The Deviants. Blake West is one of the survivors - sassy, brave, and brutally sarcastic, she takes crap from no one. With her father's past as a cop, she knows her way around a pistol and has managed to survive by following a few simple rules. Rule One: Trust no one Rule Two: Never go anywhere unarmed Rule Three: ALWAYS shoot first Simple right?