Previously entitled, My Overly Possessive Billionaire. "Fine!" I acquiescently cave in. "He better keeps his eyes off of you, or I'll poke his eyeballs out of its socket!" I grumbled exasperatedly. She just shook her head again in disbelief. It seems like it's becoming her habit soon. After a few minutes, he came back, and he barely glances to her side which made me happy. That guy is not stupid after all. I know, I am very possessive, but I'm just protecting what's mine. Whatever is mine, is mine alone, and sharing is not in my vocabulary. Deceitful Lies, Betrayal, Revenge, All in the name of Love. Will they both find their happy-ever-after? NOTE: UNEDITED VERSION (Completed)

Broken, bruised and scarred, Bailey Willow trusts no one but herself. Living in a house she doesn't like with her abusive and drunk dad, she waits for the day when she can leave. Dangerous, merciless and cold, Adrian Black is the type of person you'd fear to look at. Their paths cross when Bailey witnesses a murder she shouldn't have seen, which lands her in Adrian's house. But can he kill a girl who's been through far worse than death? WARNING: I wrote this book when I was 14. This is in no ways reflective of my current writing abilities. #3 in tattoos | 4.3K stories | Oct 4, 2020 #15 in sadstory | 19.3K stories | Oct 16, 2020 #1 in scars | 1.8K stories | Oct 18, 2020 #1 in pretty | 9.2K stories | Oct 24, 2020 #1 in broken | 56.4K stories | Nov 7, 2020 #8 in romance | 1.2M stories | Nov 6, 2020 #7 in story | 176K stories | Nov 10, 2020 #1 in teenfiction | 198K stories | Nov 10, 2020 #8 in badboy | 98.3K stories | Nov 18, 2020 #3 in love | 1.6M stories | Nov 13, 2020 #1 in hot | 43.4K stories | Nov 12, 2020 #1 in handsome | 5.7K stories | Nov 12, 2020 #1 in humor | 163K stories | Nov 16, 2020 #1 in scars | 6.1K stories | Dec 1, 2020 #1 in sad | 261K stories | Jan 12, 2021 #4 in abusive | 8.39K stories | Feb 8, 2026 ➽───────────────❥ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ. ᴘʀᴏʟᴏɢᴜᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴛs ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ᴅᴇᴘɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʀɪsᴋ!

"you shouldn't forgive the devil so easily"

"You're mine. It doesn't matter where you come from." His hand grips my wrist, stopping me. "You know it matters." I turn away, hiding the moisture in my eyes. I can't cry. "Eliana please! Look at me!" He tugs me back into his arms, tightly embracing me. "I won't let you leave. You belong with me." ***** Eliana was content with her lifestyle, as her pack's slave. Horrible, but it was all she had ever known. There was nothing better to compare it to. Alpha Noah keeps his distance with everyone and although head of one of the strongest packs in the nation, his past haunts him. Things like love and friendships are unknown to him. Unimportant. She's hurt and so is he. What happens when mates with such different views on life and experiences, meet? Will a connection spark? Or will the fuse fail to light? And when the lurking past faces them again, what will they do? *** A puppy love kind of story that's full of passion, ig. Not your usual werewolf book.

NOW EXCLUSIVELY ON DREAME (Link on top comment of my Conversations!!!) "What the hell are you doing?" I asked as he slowly stepped closer to me. "Taking what's mine." He stated looking directly into my eyes as he took another step forward. I step back and start to turn to run until I feel arms around my waist and my back is suddenly pressed against his chest. Oh no. I feel his breath on my neck and shudder. "You're mine, Lucy, no matter who claims you, I'll always be there to pick up the leftovers." His promise stirrers something in me. He starts kissing my neck, making his way down. I moan. As he begins to unbutton my dress I turn and kick him as hard as I can in his groin. "I will never be yours, not now, not ever." I walk off not as confident in my promise as I felt I should've been. James Brown and me. Ha. Who woulda thought? Lucy Freeman never expected James Brown to ever look her way. Ever. They lived in two different worlds. She was poor. He was rich. She has to work hard to get what she wants. He gets it in a snap of his fingers. He was a bad boy. She had never gotten in serious trouble. So when Lucy starts working as his personal assistant and James starts looking at her as more than just a personal assistant, what does Lucy do when she's stuck between losing her job and losing her dignity? E * D * I * T * I * N * G

"Naomi, you've been missing for days! Hear me out." He grabs my arm, pulling me close into his chest. I try to fling his grip off of my wrist but he holds tight. "Let me go." I breathe out through clenched teeth. He has no right to ask me anything. He's nobody to me. I have no one now. I don't need anyone. "Talk to me, Naomi." He whispers, his lips inches away from my mine. My breath hitches. Why can't he just leave me alone? And why do I want him to stay? **** Naomi Harrison has always been an outcast. To society, her family, her school, and the world. If everyone's going to hate her anyway, she might as well give them a reason. That might include fights, blood and the trill of a kill, but she loves that stuff. She lives for it. She was satisfied with the thought of keeping everyone and everything away from her. Why would she? Bonds hurt too much to make. But when the new kid with cold eyes approaches her, although she wants to run in the opposite direction, he pulls her in. She can't help it. Lies and layers of the secrets in the past have built both from broken homes and pain, but will their meeting help ease the torture? Will either open up to healing? Or is it doomed from the start?

I stroll up to him, tracing his jaw with my gun. He smirks at me. I grin. "What do you want, Isaac?" I ask, circling him, keeping the gun against him as I drew it across his chest. He shivers. "You. You know I want you." He grabs my arm, halting me. I lean down, getting so close to his face, I can feel his breath fanning my lips as I brought the gun to his temple. "Then take me." His eyes dance with that crazy look I've become familiar with. "Gladly." Aliza Harrison has always been a bit on the crazy side. Destroying her doll at age 8 for being creepy as hell with a butcher knife. Cutting a classmate for telling her what to do with scissors at age 11. Just don't fuck with her. Period. Isaac Black has been through so much it's messed him up a little... ...a lot and he wants payback. When two psychos meet, what will spark? With a boy who lost his ability to feel and a girl who displays her emotions on her sleeve. Opposites, but the same. And a secret bigger than the both of them, hiding in their mist.