[Complete] "He follows me around like a predator seeking a moment of weakness before he takes down his prey. But his eyes are soft and tell me a different story." Eighteen-year-old Zara is a born and raised African-American city girl. She's always seen the mountains in the distance, but never once set foot in them--until she wakes up one night in the middle of them with a raging thunderstorm overhead and no memory of how she got there. As if her situation couldn't be more terrifying, she finds a wolf staring back at her in the darkness. Just when she thinks she's about to become his next meal, she discovers that he is not what he seems. Despite her weaknesses and limitations in the wilderness, their journey together becomes a test of trust. But when Zara learns the truth, she's not ready to accept it. --- **You will not find the following werewolf clichés here: alpha's my mate, mate rejected me, abused MC, or super-special-rare white wolf.** An adventure that develops into an interracial romance. Ages 12+ PRAISE FOR ZARA'S WOLF: "I absolutely love it. It has a uniqueness that I haven't seen before." - LJSummers "This was amazing. One of the best werewolf stories I've read." - foodlovr09 "I sat here biting my fingernails as I read... This is simply gut wrenching!!! ...And I'm not a fan of wolf books either... But THIS!!! Zara's Wolf is incredible!!!" - Somerlea "Zara's Wolf is an enthralling rollercoaster that not only serves as one of the best werewolf novels on Wattpad, but one of the best books of all time! The main protagonist is a wonderful character who makes you feel involved in her own way. This is a fantastic debut to what could be a fantastic series." - BradfordAuthor13

"H-Huh?!" I screamed, clutching my towel tightly. "Y-Your the man I hit with my car earlier! How did you get in here?! I thought I locked all the doors and windows!" The same man from earlier, with jet black hair and glowing blue eyes, simply sat in my bathtub, completely naked might I add, and smirked at me with what one might describe as a confident and smug gaze. "You never told me what you wanted by the way." He snapped his fingers and a glass of wine suddenly appeared in his hand before I could even blink my eyes. "That's because I don't want anything! Now get out of my bathtub! No scratch that, get out of my house!" I could feel my cheeks burn as I backed away slightly. But before I could turn around and run out of my bathroom, he snapped his fingers and the door slammed closed. "Alright, if you aren't going to tell me what you want, then I shall tell you what I want." He stood up abruptly, and I could feel my eyes widen as I saw- [ Entire description in next chapter ;) ]

[Completed] Elysia's life is turned upside-down when she's abducted by supernatural creatures with demonic eyes and threatening fangs. What's worse is she has no idea what it is they want from her, except that it has something to do with a side of her that she's never known. The chances of Elysia getting out alive are slim, but perhaps with a bit of luck and a lot of bravery she can escape with more than just her life. Excerpt: ''What trick is this?'' The creature asked, but it didn't sound like a vicious question. He sounded... confused. When I didn't answer, he appeared in front of me, snatching my face in his hand once more and growling. ''What is that on your back?'' ''I don't know,'' I blindly answered, but corrected myself quickly when his grip tightened dangerously, ''It's a birth mark, the doctors called it a... a Lichtenberg figure. My mother said I was born with it, I swear it, even though it's usually what happens when you survive being struck-'' ''-by lightning.'' All Rights Reserved © 2014 {{Warning: Some scenes may be unsuitable for audiences below the age of 15 and offensive to those of all ages. Read at your own risk.}} Highest Ranking: Vampire #1, Teen Fiction #4 A Wattpad Featured Novel

"It had to be Dyson who was working the late shift at the Subway in the mall's food court with me during the storm. It had to be Dyson that was locked in the closet with me when everybody evacuated the mall. So now it's Dyson who is trapped inside of the North Winchester Mall with me." Tyler is a simple girl with a simple job. But her and Dyson, her co- worker do not get along. He is arrogant, immature, and a pervert. So what happens when they are both trapped in the mall during a snow storm with only each other for help and they need to rely on each other to remain sane and alive? Along with all of the stress, Tyler and Dyson start uncovering dark secrets about each other's lives that they never would have suspected.

Cody has just lost the love of his life, Peyton. He' s losing his mind without her, just like how she lost hers.

Peyton has no family. Her parents died in a car crash, her grandparents died a while ago and she's an only child. She's been to at least fifteen funerals in her lifetime, for family but now she only has one more funeral to go to. Her own.

Being accepted into one of the best private colleges in the United States on a full scholarship was supposed to be one of the best things that's ever happened to a person, right? Wrong. Ella Parker. One of the most successful law students in the world, has been offered this opportunity. With no family, barely any income and a tragic back story, Ella decided taking this scholarship was her chance to start fresh and to try and move on with her life. Of course, she didn't expect to be sharing a dorm room with one of the most cold, arrogant, and meanest bad boy on campus. Caleb Hunter was smart, sexy, popular, and worshipped by everybody that had ever laid eyes on him. He always managed to get his way and never had to ask for something more than once. Until he met Ella Parker. When two conflicting personalities are put in the same dorm room for the next few years of their college life; how do they react towards one another? The odd pair can only have one of the two endings planned; Good, or bad.

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14