Ally Summers is on her own. Not forcibly, basically just because her mother drives her insane, and her dad isn't any help. After graduating college with a degree in Photography, she sets out to tour the world, or, well, the country. Maybe just the province. It depends on how far her money can stretch, and how long her beat up 1967 Station Wagon can last. Her curiosity has gotten her into tough situations before, but never this bad. Nope. Not even close. This time, she's stumbled onto an attempted murder. Of an Alpha. Of her mate.

As Claire aims to leave her oppressive stepfamily behind, she befriends Zion. Will he be her ticket to freedom or a distraction in achieving her dreams? ***** Claire Olsen has had a crush on Zion Petrakis since the first time she laid eyes on him, but he never noticed, instead only having eyes on the school's it girl, Maddie Jennings. Knowing she couldn't compete with Maddie, Claire hid her feelings for Zion, satisfied with admiring him from afar. However, when a series of events led Claire closer to Zion, her feelings for him grew from infatuation to love. And despite fighting hard to keep her feelings contained by distancing herself from Zion, he was determined to show her that he's earned a spot in her life. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

Book 2 in the Deviant Creature Series Secrets will unravel you. Windy City was no stranger to violence, although some of inhabitants were. Home to many, home to death. Home to the supernatural. Duke Harris. A male name. But a female user. A young woman living on the streets, fighting day by day to survive. It was safe to say that Duke Harris was a strange woman indeed. With a man's name and knack for experiencing strange occurrences, there was not a single day that went by without Duke having to haul ass. Equipped with her brains and attitude she will have to face her biggest challenge yet. The men who were destined for her.

Book 1 in the Deviant Creatures Series In the slums of New York City an underground prison sat. The City that Never Sleeps wasn't all it seemed, ruled by the society of the supernatural, the gang wars were pack wars, the drug dealers were carriers for money hungry beasts. But in the midst of all the chaos sat the prison. Everest Peak Penitentiary was renowned for being the most dangerous werewolf prison in the States, all of the traitors, tyrants, and hellions went there. The worst of the worst. Only the strongest survived. You had to fight your way to the top, past the plotting twats and bloodthirsty savages. Right up to the top, to the throne. It was known for that she-wolves never go to Everest. Save for the exception of Olympe Tryker. For years she had been the talk of the supernatural, her crimes horrid, her temper even worse. At the young age of fifteen she had been incarcerated into Everest. And she, like everyone else there, learned the hard way. It was kill or be killed. •Warning - Mature Themes• •cover by Deviation-•

Highest ranking: #1 in Vampire. "You wanna know why?" I chuckled darkly, cruelly enjoying the way her eyes grew large in fear. "It's because I am a blood thirsty vampire who craves to drain you of your sweet blood." Dimitri Romero has it all. An internationally successful business, the everlasting curse of being a vampire, and girls. When his best friend and business partner dies in a freak accident, he encounters the only person he doesn't want to ever meet. His lovely mate. 'Light and dark, heaven and hell, good and evil, Delilah and Dimitri.' © MissTroubleX 2015

"NO!" I pull at his hand, trying to restrain it from hitting the glass. He can't break it! "Please, don't!" I cry out, only to be thrown across the room, my body colliding with the wall. My only way home, my only chance to see the world I love and know. And just like that, his fist collides with the mirror, the glass shattering to the ground as I scream. Tears begin to fall as I scream at him, watching as he approaches me like a predator, his hands bloody, his eyes turning black. I'm trapped here, forever. And he couldn't be more happy.

He was the Moon's Dark Comet, and served Her anger. For the accumulated sins of our kind, he had been unleashed. I was an Oracle, the Balance-Keeper, to see that the Comet did not sway from its intended trajectory. We had always been these things, and we were those things before we were anything else. Complete trust and faith were for fools. /********* This is now a sample of a published book. *************/

Nyla isn't the most loved girl, She's actually the most hated. She lost her parents at age 6, that's whe she stopped talking, for good. She's 17 now. People make fun of her, tease her because she can't talk or she has no real parents, She no longer cares. She's heartless, just as she likes it. She has secrets that make her different from even the other 'Different' people. She try's her best not to look into peoples eyes. Her face is well what people say would be 'Ugly' She has a large scar over her right eye, one acrossed her neck all over her arms and legs. Her nickname is Scar. Then a new student comes, by the sound of it he already has a reputation. He sees her, he sees that she is scared, scared of people, scared to love, scared to care, scared to live. Not only does he see the real her, but to him, she is more than just a heartless outcast, She's his mate.

“The funny thing is, in almost every teen fiction story there is a slut. No, I should say in EVERY teen fiction cliché story there actually is a slut, sometimes there’s even a man whore. Of course he’s the hot guy that usually falls in love with the main character. But sluts, no, they’re the disgrace, the walking STDs, the person that's used and abused. But what’s even more disturbing is the fact that no one knows our story. The life of a real slut. My name is Adriana, by the way; but my "friends" call me Ace. Here's my story. _________________________ Adriana Dawson- or simply Ace-is what people consider a slut, she has blonde hair and blue eyes, she dresses in tight clothing, and she has multiple sex partners. Every one knows she'll never be good for anything but laying on her back, and she knows it as well. She'll never be smart, never be successful, never know what it feels like to be in love... or so her mother constantly tells her. These were the rules of her life, and she had learn to accept them. But when she makes the mistake of falling for a guy who loves the good girl, she decides it's time to switch things around. Now this "slut" has decided to transform back into "little-miss-innocence" to catch the attention of Ryan Rider, the school's dream guy. It's just like a cliche story- except backwards. Eric Garner is what people would consider a "goth" because of his immense love of rock music and the color black. He understand he'll never fit into society, but he doesn't want to. His grades are good, his friends always have his back, and his parents accept him the way he is. The only thing he's missing is the girl he's been crushing on since the beginning of 8th grade year- Ace Dawson. So when Ace decides to switch from being the school slut, to the school nerd, to catch the attention of a complete jerk- he decides he'll change as well.Eric the Goth is now Eric the Bad Boy, and Ace the Slut is now Ace the Nerd.What could possibly go wrong?

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)