Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

Alpha Darren Hale of Moonstone Pack has been searching for his mate for four years, he's beginning to lose hope. Little does he know, he'll soon find his mate, tiny brunette Blaire. But she turns out to be hard to handle for her tiny size. Highest Ranking: #7 in Werewolf

"You're mine now." He says looking at me straight in the eye. And I nod. Its kinda breathtaking the way he looks at me. And the fact that he just called me "His" Doesn't help. "Say it" he demands. "I'm yours" -------------------- Zoe is just trying to finish her last year in High school without being noticed as the new girl. She doesn't need a boyfriend and she certainly doesn't need the guy next door who can't seem to leave her alone, but what happens when she is basically thrown out? Disowned? And he's the only one to save her? Carrying his own secrets is Tray Harvard. The green eyed guy. He only has eyes for Zoe but she doesn't seem to see it. What happens to the two? Will Zoe let him in? If she does will she stay with him when something threatens to tear them apart? ~~~~~ #715 in Teen Fiction 14/03/17 #171 in Teen Fiction 15/03/17

Isabella Smith, a twenty two year old woman struggling to make it through the evils of the world and surviving through thick and thin to give her sister and herself a happy life. She is loving and caring to everyone. Seth Anderson, a twenty six year old hot billionaire and the CEO of Anderson&Co who is everything a girl wants. Hot, sexy and handsome. He never believed in love, he just had those typical one night stands. But his believe proved wrong when he saw Isabella and was intrigued by her. He grabbed her butt and pushed her against the wall. His lips grazed the back of her ear. "Are you scared?" He asked "N-no" She breathed out "So say you're mine" He said as she looked at him confused "Say it" He said once again as he kissed her neck "I-I'm yours" She breathed out heavily What would happen when Seth would enter Isabella's simple yet happy life? Would her world come crashing down or would it turn her life beautiful, the thing she thought would never happen? - Warning: The spelling and grammar is bad but I'll try to edit it once the book is completed. Highest rank: #4 in Romance [UNEDITED]

**I started this when I was 11. It's in the process of being edited** Avery Collins never knew her older brother was in a gang. That was until they moved back home. She now goes to a new school and catches the eye of Austin Gray the leader of the gang her older brother taught. He's dangerous, charming and attractive, but he's a player and his priorities seem everywhere else but on a girl. Avery tries to stay away from him but Austin wants her and only her.

A Wattpad Featured Story Quinn Black had assumed she was safe from her parents killers, that whatever dispute that had been caused was solved by the beating of their faces, and their eventual death. Sadly not. For now someone wishes to kill the last remaining member of the infamous Black's family. Quinn requires a miracle, a knight in shining armour. Not an intemperate, dangerous and irritatingly handsome boy named Nash. But I digress, he'll have to do. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Don't let her out of your sight." Nash said angrily. Without thinking I let my brain throw-up a pitiful insult. "Cool it, Nashers." "What the fuck did you just call me?" Well shit. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *Strong language and sensitive themes*

{C O M P L E T E D} "I like the curly haired one. Harry." Presley Davis had no idea that sentence would change her life. She had gotten famous over a YouTube video she did as a dare. Now shes making many videos and has a lot of fans. But what she doesn't know is that shes got her own stalker. Harry Styles. What will happen when these two cross paths? {Undergoing major editing}

"that mouth of yours is too dirty for that pretty face." + lowercase intended highest rank: fanfiction #6

living with a male during my college career was the last thing on my list. + lowercase intended highest rank: fanfiction #8

NOW AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE ON AMAZON AND BARNES&NOBLE! THIS IS A SAMPLE OF THE PUBLISHED BOOK. _____________________________ Livvie Jefferson is lame. If it weren't for the secret list of crazy things she'd like to do, she'd be less interesting than a piece of stale bread. Harvey Lockwell is a God. An unattainable God. Livvie's content with staring Harvey down from afar and wiping the drool from her chin, until everything changes when she's forced to have actual contact with him during their after-school tutoring seasons. In a cringe-worthy chain of events, Livvie's boring life turns into a catastrophic mess when Harvey ends up finding her secret list. Things take another turn for the worse when Livvie accidentally runs away from home while on a high-speed chase straddled to the back of Harvey's motorcycle. Not only does she have to endure the embarrassment from being caught with a bucket list at the ripe age of seventeen that includes losing her virginity, but she also has to figure out exactly what Harvey ended up doing that caused them to be chased out of town by a band of criminals and how to fix it. Crazy house parties, grungy motel rooms, unexpected make-out sessions, bad dancing, and a scandalous twist are just the beginning. For a girl who's never done anything remotely exciting, Livvie Jefferson is in for some pretty bad things.