"What are you gonna do? Call for help and cry?" He cooed. "Shut the fuck up!" Damsel shoved him away, only to be slammed back against the wall again. "I'm a damsel in distress! Help! Help! Where's my Knight in shining Armour!" Darren mimicked a high-pitched girly voice as he held back his laughter, grinning from ear to ear. He couldn't help but lean down dangerously close to Damsel's face Smiling, causing the younger to scrunch up his nose in disgust in result. Sure, the boy was annoying, but the pure satisfaction of the reactions he could get from the younger set a bomb of butterflies to explode in Darren's stomach. "Darren I'm not in the mood- fuck off!" Damsel spat in his face, the spit landing on Darren's cheek. Blood was rushing to Damsel's head, as he desperately tried to calm down whilst being trapped between the muscled arms resting on the wall behind him. He was flustered to say the least as his heart beat started thumping ever so loudly, Darren's nose just inches away from his. Darren could only scoff as he wiped away the spit that landed on his cheek, flames boiling and evident in his eyes, yet he wasnt sure if it was anger, annoyance, or something else. He aggressively lifted damsel's gaze with a tight grip on the younger's chin. Dominance coated his next words as a smirk grew on Darren's face. "But your knight's right here princess, where are you gonna run off to?" -------------- Damsel prince and Darren Knight. Ironic, right? You wouldn't catch these two getting along even if they were locked up in a closet together; they'd just be trying to rip each-other's throats out. That's just how they were. They'd do any little thing to piss the other off, it didn't matter what, when, or how,they wanted a negative reaction out of the other and that was it. Enemies. Both alphas, both hot-headed, both with anger issues. And both hated eachother. They had far too many similarities. [x]

[BOOK ONE - STAND-ALONE] My eyes are trained on him, stuck to him like glue as I observe his every move. There's something about him, something that makes me warm. Perhaps it's the burning rage, the demanding urge within me to tear out his throat with my teeth. Yet, somehow, that doesn't seem to be the reason my body heats at the sight of him. No, this isn't fury, it's desire. Desire for a fucking shifter. It should make me shudder with disgust and yet that isn't the reason my body shivers. My eyes could only carefully observe every inch of his body, unbeknown to my surroundings, and never moving past his neck. Watching his thick muscles move beneath his crisp white shirt as its silky fabric tucks down under his belt which holds a thick outline that has me biting my lip in need. My eyes are observant to every curve of his physique that I had barely recognised just how close he was to me. Struggled to acknowledge that his body was standing right before me, only the bar separating us. My gaze snaps up, the fear that I'd been caught admiring every detail of the man before me had my stomach tying in knots and my throat constricting. First I find his soft wet lips causing desperation within me to feel them against my skin. Then my pupils fixate on his and fuck those eyes. Those eyes have me pinned, stuck to the ground, and unable to move. Begging, taunting me. They're screaming out to me. I dare you, I fucking dare you to disobey me.

Throughout his whole life, Oliver has loved one thing. Surfing. It's the only thing that keeps his mind away from a drama filled school, a dysfunctional family, and uncomfortable thoughts about his sexuality that won't leave. But his dreams of competing professionally are shattered one day after he gets brutally attacked by a shark. Now, Oliver has to deal with the aftermath, and his life is in shambles. But maybe, he won't have to do it alone. * on hold, needs editing *

He pops up in my mind more frequently than I'll admit. He's popular. He's three years older than me, a basketball star and a local hero. He's always the talk of the town. But he's changed, and there's something about Rowan that's different. He's got more secrets hidden away than I thought. And I never thought I'd stumble into one like this. * on hold while this is getting edited *

Jasper White. The enigmatic, reckless son of New York Senator Karla White. With his mom's re-election on the horizon, and the threat of destructive attacks from the far-right, Jasper is forced to resort to the one thing that rids him of his individuality: a personal bodyguard. Acen Pierce didn't know what to expect when he took on the duty of guarding the self-serving son of Karla White. What started as a simple oath of protection, catapults him into a web of passion, lust, political corruption, and irrevocably, death.

(Wattys2018Longlist) Childhood friends, Luka and Dakota, commit the ultimate drunk mistake and have one unforgettable night that changes their friendship in ways they never imagined. But is it for better or for worse?

After his parents' sudden death, Chester Covington leaves everything behind and moves in with his aunt. But nobody knows what is going on behind the facadé of a traumatized boy who has watched his parents die that he puts up ever single day of his life. They only know one side of him, never the other. He shuts everyone off and isolates himself, trying to protect what is left of his fragile heart. But when he stumbles upon Riku Hamming, the school's very own 'psychopath', indescribable feelings are set free within him and the pull he feels is almost impossible to ignore. With reunited friends, a friend's love struck brother, a psychotic bad boy and a haunting past, Chester is in for the time of his life. But will his scars and memories allow him to move on? - ?? ?????? ???????! ??????????????: ??????????; ??????? ?? ?????, ???????? ??? ????-????.