NOTE: 68 Days and Counting is going to be published! The story has been split into two books and slightly altered for publication being renamed: Hitting the Crossbar (April 18th 2023) and Across the Line (April 2024). You can now buy Hitting the Crossbar here: https://books.wattpad.com/shop/p/hitting-the-crossbar Description: Sequel to first draft of The Bad Boy And the Tomboy. Macy Anderson and Sam Cahill are together in Manchester, England living the new university life with new friends, soccer teams, experiences, and more. Through their ups and downs navigating their first year in a new setting, follow along once again for the pair's new challenges in their relationship and their love of soccer. All Rights Reserved- ©nikki20038 No honestly, you copy this book, I will hunt you down and-kidding but you'll be in some serious shit :) #5 in Teen Fiction (5/2/17) Cover~ @Purplerabbit474789

Her words still linger in my head My mind wanders off to thinking about her Her natural thick chocolate curls. Her Carmel skin. Her beautiful melanin. Her mocha eyes that shines with happiness and love. Love;I love her. "No your not! The real Cole wouldn't abandon me randomly one day! --The real Cole wouldn't bully me every single minute of my life until my breaking point! --The real Cole wouldn't go out drinking every night and sleep with a new girl every week!--The real Cole would do anything to protect me; Not go ditch me like I was gum under your $175 Guicci Flip Flops! --The real Cole would love me until my dying moment. And I actually thought I loved you?!" I remember her screaming at me She loved me. Well not anymore. Tears streamed down her angelic face like a wild river. Her brown eyes were blood shot for all the crying. Even when she was crying, she still looked beautiful to me. I wanted to take away all the pain and sadnesses she had. I want to grab her and hug her close to me; having her all to myself forever. I always imagined falling in more love with her, getting married, taking care of the Pack, having pups, growing old, and dying together. A loud honk from the car behind me woke me up from my day dream; I didn't realize that the red light turned green. I run my hands through my hair and turned the music up higher. Bryson tiller's song "Don't" filled the car. She's right My hands tighten on the leather steering wheel turning my knuckles white. My foot pressed on the gas, making the car go faster 90 Tears started to fill my eyes blurring my vision I don't need her 95 I don't need her 97 Tears fall fast down my face 99 I don't need her Trees and signs quickly past by me as I speed down the empty road 100 Then my car slams right into a large oak tree "I need her" I whisper as my body goes numb. Even though I'm seconds from dying. I still think about her. Alexis Anderson. BWWM•Complete•Werewolf

11:59 pm "5" "4" "3" They chanted counting down to the moment Ares will meet his mate. "2" "1" Sparks erupted in my heart making me gasp and fall onto my knees in shock of the unfamiliar feeling. Everyone in the ballroom turn to me before gasping in shock. A loud Beastly roar is heard through the air making everyone go silent. "Oh Shit!" Steven exclaimed next to me, his brown eyes going huge at the sight in front of me I look up to see Ares, he jumps off the stage and runs at me, the crowd splits in half leaving me in the middle where he can get to me easier "Gee thanks guys" I glare at everyone He quickly but gently picks me up into his strong arms slamming his soft pink lips onto mine. Fireworks.Sparks.Tingles. It's as if all of the evil memories or thoughts of him were washed away as I kissed him more. Like as if I was brainwashed, in a trance that I couldn't break out of. It was addicting like a drug, I had to have more. Then I remember who he was. What he has done to innocent people. My mate is a monster. I pull away in shock not believing what I just have done. It felt like I murdered someone just by kissing Him. This is wrong. I hate it. But, I love it. He looked at me with shock and hurt expression on his face The Alpha Ares actually has feelings? "What did I--" He asked quickly but was cut off by me bolting into the crowd of people leaving Ares standing there In shock. • This is my first story so please don't roast me boy and the sequel is way better trust me. Just bare with me pls. |Copyright 2015 | All rights reserved to llaurenllove | This material shall not be be rewritten, published, or redistributed |

*A werewolf story* His hair was still wet and drops of water started falling on my face and chest. "You are making me wet " I protested. He raised his eyebrows at me then smirked. "Wet? How wet? " I tried to explain then I understood what he meant. "G-get off me!" my face turned the deepest shade of red.

Highest ranking: #23 in Werewolf "I LOVE IT." -@lottiee_x "This story is so unbelievably amazing!" -@NovemberRain16 "I have become obsessed with this story!" -@xxMailbu911xx "Ah man! I want moreeeeee I'm already in love with this book!" -@GossipGirlzsx ______________________________________ What if you grew up your whole life thinking you were human? What if you lived your entire life thinking you were just an insane child that no one wanted? One day, you were just dropped off at an orphanage with not a bit of information about you, but a code tattooed to your collarbone. What exactly does that make of you? Something a little crazy, that's for sure. Between the voices in her head and the constant murderous thoughts, it didn't surprise Arden that she was moved from an orphanage to a mental hospital at just thirteen. Four years of imprisonment with some of America's most insane, getting out was like a breath of fresh air. That is until she gets caught up with a pack of wolves who's main goal in life is to kill anyone around them. It just so happens that the only thing that keeps Arden from having an extremely short-lived freedom is the interest the alpha shows toward her seeing as they are destined for one another. Growing up for Kieran, the alpha, wasn't exactly a walk in the park either, though. Being taught all his life never to grow attached and tear apart anyone who tested him, isn't exactly helpful in the situation of having a mate. Poor Arden, having to learn to love someone more feral than the most savage of rogues and slightly more insane than herself. Not to mention, the never-ending battle between pack-wolves and shredders never quite giving any of them a break. sequel to: The Alpha Calls Me Kitten ≪ Do not have to read^^ in order to thoroughly understand content ≫ © All Rights Reserved 2015

A week after Raven turn's sixteen she meets her mate Alexander the handsome alpha of the Black Hawk pack. She's not what he expected his mate to be or look like he sends her to boarding school with his sister so he can continue to play the field but after his sister convinces him to let them come home for the summer will Raven be able to win the Bad boys heart and will Alexander be able to let go of his bad boy ways and give his heart to his mate.

Highest Ranking: #1 in Werewolf Watty's 2015 Winner: Talk of the Town 11/23/15 "Literally the best werewolf book I've ever read." -@itsroma "*rereads 10,000,000,000 times and cries every time*" -@stilessparklez "#5thtimereader *I have to vote on all the chapters this time, that's how engrossed in the book I've become*" -@Forevertail "THIS BOOK SHALL BE IN MY LIBRARY FOREVER." -@team_breezyy ________________________________________ "What do you want?" He asked. I clapped my hands together and sighed. "To go home." His face instantly fell. He walked right into that one. "Well that sucks because you aren't going anywhere, kitten." I growled lowly at the nickname and crossed my arms. "Who says?" I argued. "I just did. Now stop acting like a brat and tell me what the hell you want to eat," he said frustrated. I rolled my eyes and turned around to exit the room. "Where the hell are you going?" He yelled at me. I stopped and turned around to look at him. "I don't want to have any food prepared by you. You're hands are probably just as dirty as your mouth. Watch your language," I stated simply and exited the kitchen. ________________________________________ © All Rights Reserved 2014

“You wouldn't do that would you? After all your precious mate will receive punishment."   I didn't listen to word he said so I went running towards him. I stopped midway until I felt a burning sensation in my stomach. I twisted and clenched my muscles. ‘Scarlet.' His faint voice said. ‘James.' I said. ‘Help.'     I lifted my head and howled again. I needed him and I didn't want him gone anymore.   Next thing I know I was hit from the side and darkness engulfed my senses. “Scarlet." I heard once more. “James, I will. " The last words I said until I went into complete darkness.

"I need you," he whispered from the passenger seat. Why would I trust a bad boy? But I felt, for some reason, that I needed him to. I turned to look at him, but he was already leaning in to kiss me. Why is love so complicated? Maya Reeds is a seventeen year old girl thriving on independence and drive. She thinks boys are mindless, immature imbeciles and has steered clear of the entire concept of love in general. Her single mother is not just a role model, but an inspiration. Leaving for a business trip to China, Maya's mother has high ambitions for her future. However, she can't leave her daughter alone for all those months. That's where Carrie Groom comes in. Carrie has been friends with Maya's mom for years, and her home seems like a harmless place to stay for the duration of Maya's seeming abandonment. Never thought that Carrie could've raised a bad boy. As Maya endures this temporary move, she is sent into a whirlwind of desire, heated emotions, and betrayal- all fueled by the boy who lives just down the hall.

Picture this: You enter the mall with your friends. As you're making your way to buy a strawberry smoothie, you notice something more delicious walking right towards you. As he comes closer, he gives you a heart stopping smirk then takes you by surprise. He pulls you into a headlock, jabs a gun in your temple, then runs away with you. As I uncover why this mysterious model kidnapped me, I find myself tackling, punching, hugging, and watching Disney movies with him. Call me reckless, but something about this troubled kidnapper is quite intriguing yet heartbreaking. Find out if I, Skylar Scrowbar, end up dead in a ditch somewhere, or end up helplessly falling in love with my sexy kidnapper.