He's got you pinned, hands rounding your struggling form as his piercing cold gaze continues to devour you whole. You don't hesitate to glare back. "I'll say this once, so you better get this into that little mind of yours." He growls, slowly leaning in. "You. Belong. To. Me." ~ Thank you so much for the cover ©️minjification ©️cuddlejun 💜 Aka ©️Taemeaway_km 💙 HR: 1# in Fanfiction HR: 2# in FanFiction - ⓜⓐⓙⓞⓡ ⓔⓓⓘⓣⓘⓝⓖ ⓘⓝ ⓟⓡⓞⓒⓔⓢⓢ.

BOOK ONE OF THE GOLDSTREAK TRILOGY They found her in the middle of the street, small hands woven into short, dark hair, bent over on her knees, sobbing her heart out as she trembled. It was Tony who did the assessment (because his suit made him good for that) and he was stunned to find the girl was giving off a heat signature so high that the only reading he received was a flashing 'ERROR.' >>> Megan is a disaster, with powers gone wrong. Pietro is a hurricane, stunned by a ray of light that happens to cross his path. [a marvel au - universe 717] [ Now featured on MarvelFanficRec's official reading list! Was a featured Wattpad FanFic story in Nov of 2017! ]

Hannah Taylors finally gives in to her desperation and does one of the stupidest things a girl can do to grab her unapproachable long-time crush Jonah Gibbs' attention: spill soda on his white shirt and leave a motherfrigging red blotch on it. Accidentally... on purpose.

There are certain things in life that everyone knows. When asked though, how they came to possess knowledge of this information, a confused look will enter their face. Because there are just certain things in life- certain facts and pieces of knowledge - that are universal. Fact number one. In order to be Alpha in the Alba Rosa pack, one must first challenge and defeat the Alpha. Fact number two. It's a trick. Because only one in possession of Alpha Blood has any hope of defeating the Alpha. Fact number three. No one challenges the Alpha. But there is another fact. An additional piece of knowledge that many know of, yet never express out loud. Fact number four. These three facts do not apply to someone like Soraya. COMPLETED Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

Jasper's voice was like waiting for rain during a drought. You got excited when the clouds went grey, hoping the sky would open and quench your thirst. Even a cool breeze felt like a tease. Every time Jasper opened his mouth it was the same one single drop from a leaking faucet. Yet it was never enough. He was mine. My dear deaf boy. I know you see me. I know you can see me call for your attention. I know you can feel my heart pound and my hands shake when I come near. You don't have to be able to hear to understand these three words. I love you. Do you hear me now?

Avril Bright always felt like she was different, but never in her wildest dreams would she imagine that she was that different. When Avril literally runs into a boy and is greeted with a scowl and glare her whole life is changed forever. She's forced into a new foreign environment where the hot headed, trouble following girl learns who she really is and what exactly is so special about her. She's not human and you could consider her an alien from a different planet, but even there she's different. Romance. Teen Fiction. Humor. Fantasy. Adventure. Action. And a whole lot of imagination. -------------- Copyright © tlwsweety2, 2011. All Rights Reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, modified, adapted, or distributed in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the author.

Copyrighted 2014 #1 in Teens ~In the process of rewriting~ ~CHECK OUT THE REWRITE, its written far better~ Seriously the writing in this one is SO bad. "I will always protect you, Roza." Having a normal childhood was completely foreign to the two polar opposites Rosalyn Summers and Rex Turner. Both grew up with terrible pasts, both lived harsh lives, until now. Rosalyn was always the shy, quiet girl, always. Cliché in a sense, I know, but you can't necessarily blame her. Being forced from the only parent you ever knew as a child, only to end up in countless numbers of foster homes until you were twelve, would do that to anyone. Rose grew up believing that everything was her fault, that she was always the one that needed to say sorry. But not with Rex. Not with the boy she has had a crush on since before her family found her. The boy who swears to protect her at all costs. The boy she has fallen completely in love with. Rex's anger problems always got him into trouble, always. Until the little sweet-hearted Rosalyn Summers came bouncing into his life. He suddenly found himself doing anything he could to be with her, to talk to her, to protect her. It didn't take him long to realize that he had completely fallen head-over-heels for the clueless, adorable, defenseless girl. But with a few bad choices on his part, and the ever present fear of hers', will the people from his past threaten to take her away from him? Or will the people from hers' decide to do that instead? These two soon found out that they aren't as complete opposites as they thought. -Warning: This story has a few possessive, controlling men, sorry if you don't like that. ~follow the instagram page! @day_dream_1011 ~

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }