Inspired by Tarzan** Shipwrecked at three years old, Angus has known nothing but the jungle he now calls home. Faced with survival day in day out and all alone, he never realized the piece of him he was missing. The human side. Unpredictable events are thrown to Angus, ones he could never imagine in his wildest dream, all from this one girl, Evelyn, who sailed to his jungle for a research expedition. His instinct is to protect her and never let her go as she brings out something in him he hasn't felt in years. 'Take, for example, the African jungle, the home of the cheetah. On whom does the cheetah prey? The old, the sick, the wounded, the weak, the very young, but never the strong. Lesson: If you would not be prey, you had better be strong'. - G. Gordon Liddy NOTE: Wattpad has marked this as 'mature' (it's not actually that bad but what the hey, it's their website) so if you can't view chapters then you'll have to follow me sadly. Unfollow me straight again afterwards if you wish though :) !! )

"I want you." With a touch as light as a feather, Cillian hooked a thick finger under her chin to get a better look at her face. "Look at me." Slowly, her eyes cracked open, but she didn't dare meet his eyes. His grip tightened ever so slightly, a warning. Her breath caught in her throat when she looked at him- I mean, really looked at him. His golden eyes were as direct, not even blinking as much as the average person. They glistened in the moonlight that peeked through the blinds, bringing an inhuman shine to them. A satisfied smile stretched across his lips until his prominent canines made an appearance. A finger tugged on the collar of her shirt and dragged it down- just enough to reveal the mark that was imprinted forever on her delicate neck. "Do remember what this means?" It was this speech, this deep, heavy voice of his that immediately set him apart from everyone else. No longer able to hold his gaze, her eyes fell and she shook her head. His hand caught somewhere behind her neck and base of her jaw to tilt her head back so her eyes met his. "I think you do." He persisted. His other hand came up to lightly brush the hair back away from her face. "What are we, hmm?" His fingers trailed down the curves of her body until they settled on her hips to gently tug her closer, pulling a sharp inhale from her. With their bodies pressed together, hearts racing in sync, and butterflies fluttering in both of their stomachs, she peeked up at him once more. A shudder shot down her spine as he leaned in to nuzzle her neck, his hot breath fanning against the mark. "C'mon, say it." He breathily taunted. With a shaky breath, she whispered, "we're mates." - ranks - #1 new story #1 wolf # 2 alpha

It took the Beasts mere weeks to overthrow the human government and eliminate most of the population. Those who survived were put into slavery, forced to spend their lives serving the royal families and wealthier Beasts. Adeline has been a servant for the royals for as long as she can remember. It's hard work, but she feels lucky to be born and raised in King Richard's kingdom. He's a kind ruler, and his humans are often treated well. King Heloix, on the other hand, is known for his ruthlessness. He has little tolerance for his fellow Beasts, and even less for humans. Rumors are that his servants are often killed as punishment for even the smallest mishaps, and to survive even a year while working for him is an accomplishment. When Adeline is transferred to King Heloix's castle, it takes him only seconds to recognize who she is to him. Will he accept her as his mate or reject her existence? ⚠️THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND TRIGGERING THEMES⚠️

Isabelle Hart never fit in, being bullied daily at school and working nonstop to pay off your mothers drug debt wasn't the best thing a 17 year old wanted to do in their last year of high school. What happens when Isabelle is assigned to work as a maid in a billionaire families home, who just so happens to be in the Italian mafia? With the attention of two handsome brothers on her Isabelle's life is turned upside down. * BOOK TWO OF THE MAFIAS PRINCESS* • THIS CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE! 💗

Rowan Swan has always lived between two worlds-Forks, and the Quileute reservation. She's felt the pull of something bigger her whole life, but never questioned it. Not until Bella returns to town, and with her, a storm that threatens to unravel everything Rowan thought she knew. {PART ONE-COMPLETED}

Sequel to 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | 𝐍𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦. After moving from the ocean to the forest, Laya had to learn to adapt. Feeling like a fish out of water, she knew she needed to be open-minded and stick by her partner. Neteyam X OC

"I don't care what they think Laya. I want 𝐲𝐨𝐮. Is that too much to ask?" He said, frustration prevalent in his voice. "We can't just-" She paused and looked down. "We need time, which isn't really available right now." He sighed, nodded, and picked up her hand and kissed it. "Just tell me when." Neteyam x OC

A young woman leaving an abusive relationship finds herself roommates and friends with The Avengers. My story does NOT follow the MCU. Steve didn't leave after defeating Thanos. Tony, Nat, Vision are all alive. This story doesn't have your typical captured, kidnapped or anything drama. It's pretty drama free, just a cute love story 🥰 TW: Mentions of Self Harm Smut Violence/Blood Mentions of SA/R@pe

All we wanted was peace. But that was bullshit. Pregnancy trope! Don't like it? Don't read it. Russian is used but most of it will be through google translate!! Correct me if I'm wrong!! There are some mature scenes but nothing explicit.

'Dark nights lead to cold Winters' Valeria Isakov was raised in the Red Room. Killing is the only thing she knows. Working for Hydra for years left her with a deformed sense of reality. When Captain America becomes her next target she is faced with her past as well as her future. Bucky/Winter Solder X OC Disclaimer I do not own any characters besides Valeria nor do I own any plot points regarding the Marvel Cinematic Universe! Happy reading.