In a world where people are followed by animals that reflect their personality, Taylor is devastated when she starts being followed by companions of the creepy crawly variety. As her passionate science teacher's annual companion showcase rapidly approaches, Taylor's mind is abuzz with anxiety about what her newfound companions mean about who she is.

Dracula knelt before me, spectacular in all his bloody devotion. ❝Everything I am is yours.❞ I pushed the sword tip beneath his chin, lifting his face. ❝I want Catherine.❞ * * * Daughter of the world's most influential alpha, Naomi Noble has bad-ass in her DNA. But nothing can prepare her for Catherine, leader of a powerful coven who threatens the existence of all supernaturals. Naomi finds an unlikely ally in the Prince of Vampires but centuries of tradition and rivalry stand in the way between love and survival. Naomi will fight, to change her destiny and the fate of Harbor Village. If the coven doesn't kill them all... * * *

❝Your secret is a painting?❞ I took a few cautious steps; the hairs on my arms stood on end. ❝Not just any painting.❞ Dorian approached the easel, shadows on his face as he touched the cloth protecting it. ❝It's a dark object, the manifestation of my curse. The reason I shall always live and never die.❞ I swallowed. ❝Show me.❞ * * * When Dorian Gray dies, and returns to life, Amelia Thorne is introduced to the world of the supernatural. Here, monsters exist and paintings become portals to other worlds. Amelia learns Dorian's most precious secret - an evil painting that holds the key to his immortality, and his dark side. When the painting is destroyed, his inner monster is unleashed. Soon, Amelia finds it hard to separate her feelings for Dorian and the demon he created. Especially when destroying his evil twin means destroying Dorian as well...

Vampiring is HARD. Things Bob has on his checklist when he accidentally becomes a vampire: a) forget everything he knows about vampires b) Google vampire survival tactics c) don't get brutally murdered by vampires. Apparently there are vampire LAWS, and Bob, a young, romantically-challenged black man living in Toronto, never got the guidebook. Even though it's not his fault that he's broken every rule, a secret vampire society is hellbent on giving him a more permanent death. With the help of his best pal, Claude, Bob tries to stay alive and hopefully turn around his screwed-up existence in the process. This is a FREE story with Paid Exclusive Chapters. Wattys 2022 Shortlist Wattpad Stormy Nights - Winner 20 CHAPTERS only on Wattpad [[word count: 50,000-75,000 words]] EXCERPT: ****** "Look: vampires are traditionally afraid of religious symbols. It's a well-known fact. If you're any kind of vampire, you should be outta here by now, not just sitting there drinking your coffee." "I'm not actually drinking it yet. Some idiot keeps interrupting me by shoving religious symbols in my face." Claude held up an ornate brass cross with a macabre Jesus Christ in the throes of death, designed to repel any nearby vampires. "Oh look," I said dryly, "the idiot's back." ****** Edited by Debra Goelz Cover model: Ariel Pacheco Cover Photo by: Theik Smith Cover designed by: Rodney V. Smith Want more? JOIN THE DISCORD SERVER: https://discord.gg/brxdsA9 Jaime's Infinite Playlist (spotify) https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7DfPirPYtLKwEeSQ1upKZY?si=NhEhkcsIQOOpb7kKXIXWNw Book Playlist: https://music.apple.com/ca/playlist/jaimes-infinite-playlist/pl.u-JPVJCEXxXYv

"What I saw reminded me of who he was. The threat in his eyes were like a gun. They said that he could go off at any second. That he would kill. Or hurt another terribly..."You know I'll never hurt you right?"" But can she believe him? **MARS PLOTLINE FANFIC**

Rayleen Banks is 24 years old working as an underestimated editor for an Oil company in New York City. Always being criticized by her falcon looking boss Ms. Newmort, Rayleen just can't seem to get a break. The only source of happiness comes from her blonde best friend Amy who is constantly helping her move on from her demented past. But once she becomes the personal assistant of Elliot Carter, sexy and mysterious business man by day and a sadistic Dominant by night. Rayleen still being a virgin, taps into her sexual side and becomes a part time submissive to her boss. After a questionable encounter with a fellow dominant, Rayleen confesses her darkest secrets which she has been bound to most of her life.. As love is added into the mix of BDSM, Rayleen is on the verge of losing her mind and Elliot is next to her every step of the way. Rape, murder, Arson, breakups, tears, suicide and many other tragedies begin to fill her life as she struggles to begin to love herself and her boss. But is Elliot who he says he is? Is her best friend Amy who she says she is? Everything that has been kept from her, her whole entire life is revealed in only a matter of months. And love and the will to truly forgive is put to the ultimate test, dropping the chains....of true possession, once and for all. All Rights Reserved

Shawnee Blackfoot has dreamed of one man every night since she was four years old. The only thing she knows about him is that he is Native American and his name, Cheveyo. Sadly, he dies in the dream every time. She is deeply in love with him. He promises her eternal love and tells her that he will return. After twelve years of the same repetitive dream, it suddenly changes, along with the rest of Shawn's life.

He pushes his full length into me and I scream, trying to pull my body away from his. He holds me in place, slamming into me a few times before he stills. My breathing is harsh and my body is trembling, I can barely hold my body up. He rotates his hips in a circular motion, grabbing my hands at the same time, pinning me to the bed. Our fingers are interlocked and he begins to rock. When he comes out, he pulls me down. One of his hands circle around and he presses down on my belly. I gasp at the sensation in my belly. "I can feel me inside you," He whispers as he leans over me. He grabs my free hand and brings it to my belly. "Do you like how I feel, Gabrielle?" He thrusts into me hard and I feel him through my skin. "Noah!" I moan loudly. He grunts and smacks my ass. I yelp in surprise. It stings but its an erotic sensation. He slaps the other cheek and my body shakes. "Tell me what you want Gabrielle," He mutters. My body ignites and my skin tingles. The red walls becomes redder, the light becomes brighter, and the smell of sex becomes stronger. "Please Noah," I beg. He rotates his hips again but faster. My senses flash with "Caution! Explosives Activated!" "Come, Gabrielle," He whispers as he slams into me again. My vision goes black as my climax hits me like a thousand bolt of lightning. My head flying back as I scream, Noah reaches his peak also. He holds onto my body and groans. My vision returns brighter than it was before and I collapse on the bed. Noah rolls me over and unties the tail of the whips quickly. He kisses each of my wrists while rubbing slow circles with his fingers. He's one of those sweet dominants. He takes the time to inspect his submissives. I mentally smack myself. You're not his submissive, I chant to myself. "Did I hurt you?" He mutters. I shake my head then smack his face. "Thats for tying me up." I say as I begin to pull my underwear back on. He grins that heart stopping smile and kisses me.

Since they all escaped from the labs run by a secret government agency called the Federation of Feral Studies Lawson Miller has done nothing but try to keep his extended family of genetically enhanced Ferals safe. The night they were celebrating their freedom turns into an eventful evening when Lawe's younger brother Duane shows up with a human claiming that he's going to marry her. Everyone is surprised when Lawe claims her as his own mate he has to learn how to deal with an independent female. Alexis Taylor just lost her brother and accepted the proposal from her best friend Duane out of obligation, but when he takes her home to meet the rest of his family. She's thrown into a world she never knew existed. With the Federation hunting them and them uncovering secrets about their own genetics, can Lex and Lawe make a home?

My name is Techiayotl Esperanza Sanchez This is my story, about my bloodline and life. I write this journal so that there is proof of my existence; my parents’ my brother and sisters, my blood. There are those that will attempt to erase our existence and bloodline, but they will never be able to achieve this evil intent. If I should die, I hope and pray to the gods this journal does not end up in the wrong hands. I am one of the last ones of my line, the keeper of the treasure of our people,our bloodline. Here is my story. Before they came for us, we had a privileged life, we were happy until they killed my family. They thought they killed me also… but I did not stay dead. Now I am reborn in my true form, .I am an Aztec goddess and warrior; a Nahual, a werewolf. I will not rest until I kill them all…