He was running his hand slowly down my hip down to my ass, he roughly squeezed my ass whispering in my ear "do you want to get out out of here?" My sober mind would have said no but my less sober self nodded my head agreeing to leave this club with him. On the taxi ride back to his we could barely keep our hands off each other, as soon as we step foot into his place clothes were flying everywhere. Who was I to know I would be seeing him at my best friends family dinner the next night!!!

This is the sequel to Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board, the first book in the Weeping Willow High School series.

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

[BOOK 1] NOTE FROM AUTHOR: "I wrote this book in High school, so if you don't like it and find it poorly written, I completely understand" Peyton of the hidden Snow Pack is the prim and beautiful daughter of the most cold-blooded Alpha in existence. Soren is the arrogant son of the most powerful Alpha in existence. For almost two decades, their fathers have been at a constant disagreement. In a twist of events, the two most contrasting people end up being pulled together. Sparks fly, sisters pick on each others nerves and a jealous ex-girlfriend plots. Peyton is one of a limited rare breed of pure white wolves, is Soren's affections merely a play of the heart to get her to open up her packs secrets? A/N: This is the first book I wrote on wattpad (2010). There are grammar mistakes! I was 16 when I wrote this, okay...I know it may sound lame to some of you.

"Your name is Kenneth Kentucky and you work at McDonalds?" I glared at him, "Would you like Fries with that?" He began laughing hysterically and I sighed impatiently, waiting for him to stop. Suddenly, he stopped and then, putting both his hands on the counter, staring right into my eyes, he whispered, "I'd like Fries with you." My eyes widened as it slowly registered that Golden Boy McHarden had just openly flirted with me.

Drive is racing to Prime Video! Coming out soon as a movie. He's an arrogant race car driver with an attitude. She's a stubborn tire mechanic out to prove herself in a man's world. When sparks fly, will their passion make it to the finish line? ***** Dante Annunziata's arrogant personality and Italian racing legacy are the reason he's a Formula World racing champion. His pit mechanic, Savannah Jenkins is no pushover herself. This headstrong southern belle has ambitions to take her father's auto business to a whole new level. When the paparazzi stage Dante and Savannah in a pre-kiss pose, they're forced to fake a relationship to keep their jobs. But as engines rev and the season heats up, the contrived couple's hearts start racing for all the wrong reasons. Will Dante and Savannah let love take the wheel, or will their butting heads cause them to crash and burn? Original Edition: [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

[DISCLAIMER: This story is intended for a mature audience. Reader discretion is advised.] His name is Khaos, and he came from nowhere. My name is Audrey, and I'm no one. He's broken. I break things. We're perfect for each other, except we're not. Perfect. *NOW ON RADISH FICTION APP ON iOS. UPDATES EVERY SATURDAY KHAOS-DAY*

Here's a Fear Street story exclusively for Wattpad. Would you like to be my writing partner?

What happens when the Greek god of dreams grows tired of his job? Easy. He trains his replacement so he can finally quit. But on a routine dream inspection, Morpheus runs into Gwen-Stacey Reynolds, a regular mortal whose dreams are anything but, and like her dreams, Gwen-Stacey is funny, outrageous, and has the uncanny ability to see right through him. Morpheus will spend his final days with Gwen-Stacey and in her dreams, he'll discover what he's been missing all this time. Dreams may not be reality, but this jaded dream god is about to find out that true love can find you anywhere...even in your dreams. **Copyrighted Material: God of My Dreams (Formerly titled: I Only Date Superheroes) Copyright © Wendy Nelson 2012 All Rights Reserved. No part of this literary work may be reproduced or used without written consent from the author. ***All images, videos, photos, superhero and movie characters belong to their respective owners. No copyright infringement or violation is intended by their use.