What happens when your worst nightmare becomes a reality? What happens when fairy tales come true? And not just the good ones. Arielle has grown up her entire life being taught how to outsmart the people around her. When she stumbles upon a family secret she will have to use everything she's been taught to outwit her would be killers. Castiel has everything he thought he ever wanted. His family, his community and the leadership role he was groomed for since birth. When the sudden disappearances of wolf shifters gets out of hand, he will need every weapon in his arsenal to stay one step ahead of his enemies. When these two paths cross, will their love be enough to save everyone? How much will be sacrificed and will it be worth it? This use to be a completely different book. Same concept but different characters. Deleting the old chapters as I go. I would appreciate feedback and comments. Please share and vote. Filling in the plot holes and spicing it up. Please be patient, I update every week.

Larissa Donovan is one of the country's most valuable intelligence assets, working in the shadows where few know of her existence and even fewer know her real name. When she's not working to keep the country safe, her focus is on tracking down the mobster responsible for her parents' grisly murders when she was a child. However, after twenty years of murder and secrets, Lissa is tired. She agrees to take one final assignment for the FBI...go undercover and get information on a college professor with ties to the same mobster she's been hunting all these years. What starts out as a simple spy mission quickly turns into something much more complicated. Between fighting her attraction to her target and trying to solve the mysterious connection between him and the mob, she finds herself tangled in a web of secrets and lies. When one of those secrets leads back to her father, she realizes there was more to her parents' murder than she ever imagined. WARNING: This story contains mature content (i.e., language, sex, and violence) and is intended for readers 18+

Café Rouge is the small french cafe that Lola's father has poured his heart and soul into. She'd never thought, he'd acquired it through...darker means. The Italian mob to be more precise. Now it's collection time and Lola's paying the price. Trading herself for her father's life-Lola finds herself in the hands of the incredibly frustrating, confusing and very good looking mob son's boss-Carlos. She's convinced that with Carlos there's nothing more than what meets the eye; a cold-hearted, killer but could she be wrong? Warning: First chapter goes fast since it was taken from a One-Shot. I will be editing this along with the rest of the book much later so bear in mind the story does get better :)

A friends-to-lovers romance... Lainey Campbell and Ben Armstrong have just been dumped. Together. After witnessing each other's heartbreaking rejections, the two opposites strike up an unlikely friendship. Can men and women really just be friends? Lainey is determined to believe so, especially since she's not looking to repeat her past mistakes. But as Lainey turns to Ben for comfort, the line between friends and more starts to blur. She finds herself drawn to his blunt honesty and independent nature. And while Ben may be nursing a broken heart of his own, he's always there for Lainey when she needs him. Still, Lainey knows that falling for Ben would be disastrous. Wishing for her happy ever after with a man who is in love with someone else would only lead to more heartbreak. How could it not when she knows she'll never be the one for him? ~~~ A/N: If you would like to read the complete version of Let Me Be the One, it has now been published. It is available for purchase from Amazon, Apple, Kobo, Barnes & Noble and Google for less than a dollar. It contains the new prologue and is professionally edited. :-D

To the citizens of Beaufort, North Carolina, Noah Callaway was the infamous bad boy who was accused of killing his brother. To seventeen-year-old Emma Atwood, the bad boy was an annoying and insensitive jerk who she was unfortunately stuck with for a long time. But the more she was stuck with him, the more she understood, the more she wanted to help him, and the more she fell hopelessly in love.

[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."

Grief-stricken over the death of the boss who was like a father to her, Olivia Bailey is left to deal with the aftermath--the arrival of his dashing but estranged son, Pierce Alexander. But she can't stand him and he doesn't trust her. Will working for the new CEO remain to be an impossible task? *** Olivia Bailey might be plain and boring, but she's content with her current lifestyle, working for the kind but lonely old man who owns Alexander Corporation. But his untimely death flips her simple life upside down. Now, she must deal with his estranged son, the heir to his business empire, together with the growing feelings building up between them. Will Olive manage to bear the pressure and issues cropping up along the way--or is this too much to ask? Disclaimer: This story won The Wattys 2014 People's Choice Award. Cover Design by Ashley Marie Bandy

[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]

They live on the same floor. They attend the same luxurious school. They have the same friends. They couldn't stand each other. And just when she thought she could get away from him, they end up being on the same band. Could life get any more worse? Oh, that's right. He, the coldest arrogant jerk, is also the most handsome guy she had ever set eyes on. That's definitely saying something, living on the Upper East Side. Now, she faces her biggest problem of all. Differentiating LOVE from HATE. __________ Realize is copyrighted. **I guess you could say this is Gossip Girl in rainbow land, without all the drama and scandal. Only humorous and fun.**

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "I will savour every part of your body; every nook and every cranny. I will make you feel like my last meal. And I will do it with your husband in the next room." Sofia's breathing became ragged. She held the stupid cookbook to her chest like a lifesaver, but she couldn't stop her heart bashing against it. And Vaughn? His hand had somehow slipped up the hem of her dress... (Cover by @ilovepizaaaa)