"This is a story about our love. An intoxicating, fast-paced love that didn't think of time as a source of measurement over the course of a summer that changed my life forever. "A love that resembled a firework. It went up with a bang - outbursts of colors, sounds and emotion - but only out with a short fizzle. An outline of smoke, with the ashes on the ground as the only telltale sign that we actually had something." ~~~~~~~~~~ « further description inside » #2 IN YOUNG ADULT (2/20/20) #6 IN #SUMMER (4/8/19) #93 IN TEEN FICTION (3/25/18) #97 IN TEEN FICTION (3/22/18) #263 IN TEEN FICTION (3/6/18) #647 IN TEEN FICTION (2/23/18) #674 IN TEEN FICTION (2/20/18) #853 IN TEEN FICTION (2/18/18) (An Ex-Featured Wattpad Pick)

(Completed) *Needs to be edited* The Moon Goddess has a plan for everyone. Elena and Vincent's plans were to be mates, rulers and lovers. Vincent being the stubborn Alpha he is doesn't want that so, he does what he thinks is right, tries to destroy her. Elena's second-chance mate Alpha Abel, finds her, saves her from the torture of Vincent and plans to make her his. When the Moon Goddess's plans get interrupted, she'll do anything to have them back on track. Even if she has to kill her own children. / (STRONG LANGUAGE IS PRESENT IN THIS BOOK, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK) ~ this is my first book so... it's kinda cringe with the lack of commas! like help but I'm going to edit it soon (:

"You will be coming to my pack with me." he said grabbing me by my waist, "No." I refused. "No?" he asked. "No." I answered, nervously. "Fine then, I'll just have to take you against your will." he said. "Y-y-ou can't do that," I stuttered. "Oh yes I can Talia." he said. *** Natalia Romano, an Innocent looking girl who is not afraid to speak her mind. Her name itself held power, she could make all the devils turn their heads when she walks in. She is smart, rebellious, wild, anything but innocent. Alpha De'Russo. Nobody really knows his name, just pure mystery. He doesn't have a heart, but will he be able to love?

(BOOK 1 Of the QUEENS OF CHAOS SERIES) Isa Valen doesn't believe in restraint. Two weeks ago, she did champagne, a sinfully accented stranger, and a night so consuming she ran before sunrise. She doesn't remember his face. She doesn't remember his name. But her body remembers the way he made it burn. When her sister runs to New York, Isa follows without hesitation. New city. New job. New distractions. Then she meets her boss. Erik Orlov. Billionaire. Bratva Don. A devastatingly gorgeous tattooed man built from control and violence wrapped in tailored suits. The first time he looks at her, something tightens in her chest. The first time he steps close, her pulse betrays her. She doesn't recognize him. He recognizes the curve of her mouth. The sound she made when he touched her. The way she ran. The night she can't remember is the one he hasn't stopped replaying. Now she works beneath him - in his office, in his space, in his world. Every glance lasts too long. Every accidental touch feels deliberate. Every breath between them feels charged. And Erik Orlov does not chase. He claims. Enemies circle his empire. Loyalty fractures. Power shifts. But none of it unsettles him like the woman sitting across his desk, pretending she doesn't feel it too. Until two pink lines appear. Because the only thing more dangerous than their chemistry... Is the secret growing between them. And this time, he won't let her run.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨˚Nadine "Nadia" Rosewood is a fourteen-year-old girl who has been struggling since before she can remember. Everything she touches goes to shit. Everyone she loves leaves. ⋆୨୧⋆ Nadine has been struggling with self-harm, depression, and social anxiety. Her only escape from this is age regression. She wants to hide it from everyone. Imagine, a fourteen-year-old acting as a two-year-old? Weird. At least that's what she thinks.⋆ ˚｡⋆୧˚ ⋆୨୧⋆ [First draft - Currently Editing Part One] ⋆୨୧⋆ - TW:: Mental health. Self-harm. Rape/sexual assault and harassment. Drugs/drug abuse. Alcoholism. Racism and Homophobia. ⋆୨୧⋆ - Ranks:: #856 - mentalhealth [7/22/2024] #9 - daddydom [7/22/2024] #1 - tbdl [7/23/2024] 1️⃣ #2 - mentalhealth [8/6/2024] 2️⃣ #2 - agere [9/22/2024] 2️⃣ #1 - cglg [9/25/2024] 1️⃣ #4 - depression [10/30/2024] #1 - mentalhealth [04/17/2025] 1️⃣ #1 - tbdl [7/10/2025] 1️⃣ #3 - littles [1/24/2026] 3️⃣

Victoria Smith had always been a shy girl, as no one really cared about her. She felt like she had no one in the world (well, except for her cat). One night, she finds that maybe that loneliness was about to end. "What are you doing out here all by yourself?" -Please-, take a look at the TAGS before reading. This is a DDLG story.

It's literally four in the morning but Mark said we couldn't go to sleep without watching all three of them and whenever my eyes drooped for more than two seconds, he woke me up again. Leo moves first and I whine as my body is exposed to the freezing cold air. He lifts me gently and I wrap around him like a koala bear, he's warm and the air is cold. "The one on the right is yours, Martha took your bags up for you." Leo holds me effortlessly and carries me all the way to the bedroom, I'm almost lulled to sleep by the slow sway of his body. "Don't you want to put your pyjamas on?" He asks me as I refuse to let go of him when we get to the room. I'm not exactly wearing comfy clothes but I'm so tired. "Floss, you're gonna regret it later." "I know, you're just comfy." I force myself to slide off of him and he kisses my head when I pout at him. I pick up my bag and wander into the bathroom to wash my face and refresh my hair before changing into a pair of leggings and a loose long-sleeve top. I check with Leo if I can come in just in case he's changing before crawling into the warm cotton bed. He drops in next to me with a groan, his back probably hurts from sitting in awkward positions for the last few hours. I curl into his side with my head on his chest and his arms wrapped tightly around me. I could sleep like this more often.

I know he's followed me when the door shuts and locks behind me. His breath is on my ear before I can even think about anything and I relax against him as his teeth nip at the lobe. He reaches around me to start the shower and starts undoing my belt without even looking at what he's doing. He's leaving hickeys up my neck and almost rips my shirt in an effort to get it off me. I spin around once it's off and smirk at the lust in his eyes. I push him back against the door and press close enough to him to feel everything, every breath and every rumble of his chest as he hums in approval. "Are you going to keep teasing me, mi vida?" (my life) I shiver at his tone and lean forward, close enough for our lips to brush. "This is not teasing, love." My hand drifts up his torso to wrap around his neck and I turn his head to return the favour, leaving red hickeys and bite marks as he grinds against me. The room starts to steam up as the water reaches the right temperature and I tug his shirt off and yank my belt off along with my jeans and boxers. I back up into the shower and his eyes trail me heatedly, I can almost feel his look on me and I savour the feeling as I step under the water and slick my hair back. He removes the last of his clothes and drifts over to me, his eyes not leaving mine for a second. He reaches for me and slams his lips down on mine viciously, his teeth nipping and pulling while his tongue soothes the pain. He pulls my hair back to release himself from the kiss and starts kissing down the column of my neck to my collarbone where he leaves another mark. His grip is tight enough to leave bruises and I relish in the pleasure pain he gives me as he completely numbs my senses to everything but him.