Summer Jacobs knew full well about her town’s tradition. Every year at the end of the summer, a party would be held on school grounds without the knowledge of the parents or the teachers. It had been happening since before Summer was born and never once was anyone the wiser. This year however, everyone was going to find out. Summer had planned a weekend of alcohol, bad decisions and horrendous photo’s which she would later un-tag herself from on Facebook. A whole weekend with her friends at the biggest party of the year, without any worries or parents telling her what to do. So how she ended up trapped in the school with a deranged psycho killing her classmates off one by one, she will never know. It wouldn’t have been as bad if she was trapped on her own. She would have been happier to face the lunatic solo rather than be trapped with a guy who kept using the life or death situation to make passes at her. His theory was being so close to death should definitely loosen her up, and by ‘loosen up’ he definitely meant ‘get naked.’ Along with his friends who between them had the IQ of a baby tree stump, an outcast who probably still had Spiderman bed sheets and the cheerleaders who were more worried about all the blood staining their new white jeans, they had to somehow make it out of there alive. And to think, Summer’s biggest worry that weekend was waking up with a brutal hangover… ©makeandoffer

"ALASKA" THE FIRST BOOK IN THE WOLFSTATE CHRONICLES, IS NOW AVAILABLE IN EBOOK + PRINT! EBOOK $4.99 // PRINT $21.99 ~*~ After Chloe Pryce's final careless mistake, she's forced to move from sunny California to live with her father in rural Alaska. Where Chloe is greeted by the town's finest and fiercest boy; Grayson Holtz. But Polar, Alaska has it's own fair share of dark secrets and Chloe - well she's about to get caught up in it all... ~*~ BOOK ONE OF THE "WOLFSTATE CHRONICLES" by Bella Johnson THIS IS ONLY A SAMPLE OF THE PUBLISHED NOVEL CH1-5 ~*~ Copyright © 2013 BELLA JOHNSON. All rights reserved.

Every year a student is chosen to get a scholarship to graduate at the official Werewolf Committee. No one gets to meet or even see the high society wolves unless they are lucky enough to be born into a family of wealth, or to be chosen as a scholarship graduate. Elina Weitzel is the year's chosen scholarship graduate and she is the person who was least expected to be chosen. However even if she doesn't know it, she has the qualities the Werewolf Committee were looking for: Confidence, Academic, Athletic, Ambitious, and Compassionate. Little does she know, one of the powerful Alphas turns out to be her mate. [Highest Ranking; #1 Werewolf #1 Teen fiction] [Currently in featured section]

Scott O'Brian was suddenly lost. His body no longer responded to his rationale side of the brain. His entire being lay still as he watched this girl before him. Is this even real, this can't be happening, can it? Scott looked into the most amazing green eyes he had ever seen. Eyes that reflected all that his heart felt and more; the same eyes that had haunted him in his dreams, along with the sweetest voice calling his name. Could all this be true? Could this beautiful creature before him be the one he had been waiting for all this time? Samanta Monserrate closed her eyes as Scott held her in his arms, helping her to her feet at the beach. Feelings of peace, and harmony surrounded her, and tingles that made her skin break in goose bumps. The electricity flowed in her veins but more than that the tingles that once she had shared since she knew Scott had turned into a strong, heated sensation within her. A sensation she feared in her heart, but had become almost addicted. She had been hurt so much before, her brain told her to run but her treacherous heart and body needed him like air to breath. And the worst part was that she had to probably loose all that she desired in order to protect her family. Being forced into actions that were completely against her nature, she knew she would loose the one gift the heavens had sent her. This stranger whose touch made her feel alive was all she had dreamed off. And in doing so she would end breaking her own spirit, her very soul. Could she be able to live this life? Could she be able to open her heart to this man, knowing she would have to lose him in the end? Or would she run before getting hurt again?

Emily found solace in a small mountain town five years ago, though after running into an amnesiac on the side of the road, her old life makes a resurgence. ***** Emily has been hiding from her past for five years in a remote mountain lodge - until the night she nearly runs over an injured man on the side of the road. North has amnesia, and while he recuperates at the lodge, he and Emily can't seem to ignore the growing chemistry between them. There are just two problems: without his memories, North doesn't know who he really is or what he's left behind. And Emily can't risk leaving her safe haven to face the world she's hiding from once his memories return. Content/Triggering Warning: this story contains scenes of sexual and physical abuse, violence, sexual content, and mentions of suicide and mental health. [[word count: 90,000-100,000 words]] Cover designed by Lily Taylor

[Book 1 of the Carter Brother Series *Can be read separately*] Rated R novel so please ensure you are of appropriate maturity (recommended age for reading is 18+). This is the OLD VERSION of this novel. The edited, newer version is available in my library (please go to my profile to check it out). Major edits include: storyline updating, extra scenes and better spelling/grammar. I leave this on here in case anyone prefers this version :) ******************************** Dane Carter is the youngest of the Carter brothers and at 18 he's only got a few more months until he finishes high school and inherits his family's legacy of BDSM clubs. Good thing he's already found his soul-mate then! Only he hadn't expected her to be ready for his kind of lifestyle before. However now, catching her reading a raunchy book-he's ready to claim what's his. And he won't stop until she's stripped, tied up and screaming in pleasure for him. With a jealous cheerleader adamant that Dane should be hers, Emery may be faced with the tough task of the one to fight for her mate.

After an accident leaves his girlfriend dead due to his drinking and driving, twenty-three-year-old R&B sensation Marco Brown is the source of public scrutiny. His light is vastly fading due to the influx of hatred he receives as a result. Crippled with guilt and surrounded by backlash, it seems as though Marco’s time in the spotlight is up and he soon falls into despair. When a run-in with a sultry young waitress knocks him into consciousness things change greatly, as he realizes the road to redemption may be a long one, but one capable of being crossed, and there is always a light at the end of the tunnel and a way through. Only, when the media gets a hold of the budding romance and makes a spectacle of the couple, as well as the girl’s family, Marco may have to worry about fighting for more than just his falling stardom, he may have to fight for his heart as well.

Casey Kirkland despised monogamous, committed relationships. They never work out the way you want them to and you always end up hurt and betrayed, at least she was. Despite that fact, Casey always had an adventurous, independent streak and her choice of career as a Private Investigator reflected that. Not to mention her frivolous personal lifestyle. Next, you add the case of a lifetime and a considerable payment, to an adventurous P.I. and in walks Shane Watson. Quiet, easy going guy – oh yeah, and he’s gorgeous, who happens to be the fiancé of a well-known very public and prominent Southern California Socialite and accused of cheating – his reputation of being jealous and a local MMA fighter does not help. Not the career opportunity Casey wants to pass up, but get's more than she bargained for - Betrayal, scandal, sex, money, and love. © 2014 Amanda Nichols

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."