Book 3 of HomeLess Growing up in a family was what most kids who didn't have one, would dream about. As he got older, however, A.J. found himself dreaming about the same thing... yet he had a family. He'd been loved by that family as a child, but as he grew, their attention slowly shifted to his younger brother. He came to understand that his adoptive parents would focus a little more on their actual genetic child, but he wasn't prepared to deal with how quickly he lost everything he had cherished. The packed lunches stopped coming when he turned ten. Eleven, the birthday parties ceased. At fourteen, his younger brother was 'too old' to have to share his room, so A.J. was moved to the small laundry room. At sixteen, there were no more 'I love you' or 'have a good day'. At seventeen, the lunch money stopped and the hateful glares started. Then the angry words. Everything he did was wrong. The dishes weren't clean. The laundry wasn't folded right. By the time he finally graduated, a few days after his nineteenth birthday, there was no more attention of any sort. They ignored him, except to tell him that his chores weren't done well enough and that he didn't deserve to eat until they were. A.J., desperate for some sort of attention, and honestly starving, tried one last thing to get them to at least show so semblance of caring, even if it was negative. He told them that he was gay. At nineteen, only a few days after his graduation, A.J. was kicked out of his home with an empty stomach, and an empty heart.

This woman's life has been a mystery ever since she met him. every one of her friends and family members goes missing. She spends a week with her fence so she could be protected, after that week the murderer goes for her. What will she do and say when she finds out it was him.

This woman finds her real her trying to find what people say 'compassion of life' when she finally meets Samuel from her life she hears this term, her past comes back and she starts to be confused about different types of compassion. In her awareness, she finds someone or something that she trails listening to this familiar melody, this thing helps her find what she's been seeking when she was younger. Her inner self and memories that she doesn't remember come back to her in her dreams that cause agony and sorrow. She wants to know when will it 'the dreaming' end?

Higest rank #1 in romance on 27.07.2016 His both hands were on the wall on either side of me, pinning me to the wall... ''you will not talk to any other men except me......'' he was fuming with anger. ''James...listen to me...'' I started but cut off by his punch on the wall. ''DO YOU GET IT'' he shouted angrily. I put my hand softly on his bruised hand with tears in my eyes and said ''o...okay.... stop hurting yourself please...'' ****** James Ashton is a billionaire who has everything in life, a loving father, a caring mother and awesome friends. He always get what he wants and as an only son to the Ashton family he got the attention of everyone associated with the family or business. But he is most famous for his looks and sexy body. But then he was physically attracted to this assistant of his 'Liza Miller' who was simple,intelligent and 'i don't give fu*k to boys, type of girl. She was waiting for true love but what will she do when her boss wants her ....

You were walking along the beach with a heavy heart. You had recently had been dumped by your now ex-mate sprite Sollux Captor, all because he simply fell out of love of you, for someone else...you kicked the ground in frustration and utter agony, remembering all the beautiful times you two had spent together, tearing up, you sigh and look down at the sand, you see a rock and pick it up, it was shining very brightly, it reminded you too much of him, so you threw the rock into the ocean, only to hear something near the surface. Inching closer to the shore, careful not to get wet, (it was late at night and you couldn't exactly see well in the dark) once a bit closer, you saw bubbles coming up on the surface, and not long after, you saw a purple steak in the water, then a head, it's violet-irises staring a you, with a cold, death glare. "Stupid landwwellar". You cross your arms. "Hey, that's not very nice." The figure scoffs. "Wwell neither is gettin hit on the fuckin head."

When Franny learns why former popular boy Tyler fell from grace, she gets thrown head-first into his dangerous world but also closer to his timid heart. ***** Eighteen-year-old Tyler Madden used to have everything. He was captain of the football team, popular, high achiever, and was set to have a successful career. But when a secret too hard to handle comes to light, he turns to underground fighting to deal with the pain. Now, he's in too deep. And when Francesca Howard befriends him at school in the hopes of figuring out what went wrong, she unknowingly gets pulled into the criminal world he's now stuck in. As the two find comfort in each other, they find themselves faced with their impending future and trying to get Tyler out alive. Content/Trigger Warning: this story contains scenes pertaining to drug use, substance abuse, and violence. [#1 in teen fiction, romance and action]

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.

I let out a small cry as my back hit the wall. I was out of options at this point. No where to look, no where to hide, no where to run. He had me. "Boo." He mocked as a small gust of wind swept around me. My throat closed as I felt his hand grab my chin forcing me to look at him. A cold needle pierced my spine as his transparent and lifeless eyes stared through me. I did not know what to fear more. His eyes? Or the fact that I actually felt him.

Book 3 of the Cross-shifter Series. Life has always been good for Sam. He had it all. The huge house. All the hot one night stands he could ever want. Parents who could honestly care less about seeing girls stumble out the door at odd hours of the day and or night. Everything seemed perfect. Until he found out something about himself that literally kicked his ass...right out of the house and onto the curb. He had always known he was a canine shapeshifter, just like his two parents. However, when things began to get awkward with the male students at his school during his senior year, ending with him being jumped in the locker room, he quickly found out that he not only was a shapeshifter, but a special kind which was considered a disgrace to his family. A cross-shifter. The trip to the animal shelter had been planned for quite awhile but work had kept finding its way into the time slot he'd allowed for the trip. Now, with his three year old daughter cheering in the backseat, Richard finally makes his way to the building and finds a parking spot. He expects to find something small that would hopefully take to his daughter and be a friend he sometimes couldn't be when he had long days at work, but something caught his daughter's attention in an off-limits quarantine area that he just couldn't leave behind.

Finding evidence of her dead brother's whereabouts, Katherine Donovan believes that he is still alive. In pursuit to find her brother and restore her family's remaining happiness, she encounters the infamous and godforsakenly alluring Russian bastard Vitaly Alecovich Rostov and gets ensnared in his plan of capturing her brother. In order to attain his goal, he offers her a deal. However, the deeper she dives into the tangles of Vitaly's merciless world, she finds herself in a hauntingly familiar past. A past that she has been erased from- a past that she cannot she escape. Unsetting secrets loom the air of her maddening relationship with Vitaly. The question is; will she run from him? Or to him?