Sadie Caster has spent three weeks in despair but she keeps it hidden. As an unofficial member of the Tribe, her gang is her family and they look to her for guidance in this dark time of loss. And if there is one thing Sadie has learned, it's that dancing with the devil teaches you how to spit in the face of death and smile at the sight of hellfire But her charades come to an abrupt end when a stranger from the past - back from the dead nearly five years in the making - tells her something so unbelievable that the very foundations of reality begin to unravel. Now on a wild ride to save what has already been lost, Sadie finds that her new family has been keeping secrets of the life she has embraced so fully. Secrets surrounding an age old war that everyone is desperate to forget and a hellish surveillance from superiors that would sooner commit genocide than show mercy. Enter, the Council of Kings; a group of nine members who control the criminal world with devastating precision and ruthless bloodlust. All gangs obey the Council without question; loyalty is expected, subordination is required. The Council hasn't been seen for decades but tales of their brutal executions still circulate and haunt those who lived through the terror of their reign some twenty years prior when the Council swept across the land like the plague; wiping out every man, woman, and child they deemed unworthy. It wasn't punishment, it was extinction. Although that nightmare is distant, the Council is much more than a mere ghost story. They are indeed very real and they are out for blood - specific blood, of the same man Sadie now races to find before the Council can carry out their plan. Love of mythical proportions meets laws beyond the realm of mortality, and a century old destiny that may prove to be too formidable to dispute. In this epic tale of danger and heartache, fate takes her toll by payment of blood. And everyone knows it takes the death of a king to grant the rise of a queen.

Sadie Caster is a good girl with a bad attitude and the mouth of a sailor to match. Though she pretends life is perfect, her family is falling apart, shredded by death and illness. She has never known the type of dangers that lurk on the other side of town after nightfall but one mistake puts Sadie on the streets after sunset, a time when everyone knows to stay indoors. A time when the Tribe rides. The Tribe, a motorcycle gang of barbarians with a bad reputation nearly a nation wide. From the east coast to the west, the tales of their bloodshed and nightmarish members wreak havoc on those unfortunate enough to cross their path. It's been said that this troop from hell is led by a man none outside the Tribe has ever seen, and his devil of a nephew. Dustin King, a living sin wrapped in leather, marked by scars, and so sexy that you'd sell your soul for a taste. With myths of his power spreading far and wide, pissing him off might land you six feet under. As second-in-command and fresh out of prison, he's in line to take over for his aging uncle but not all want to see Dustin become leader. Some would prefer to see him dead. And Sadie has seen it happen, in her dreams. Dreams that seem to warn her of events ... before they happen, in the most cryptic ways imaginable. Dreams she didn't start having until she met Dustin. Now held prisoner as Dustin's rider, Sadie finds herself learning the ways of The Tribe from the inside. And maybe, just maybe, they aren't as bad as everyone seems to think. With the target on Dustin's back growing day by day and as their feelings for one another blossom, Dustin and Sadie are against the clock to restore order and prevent catastrophe before it's too late. But with peace comes price, and the cost of war might be too steep. What is the price, you ask? The death of a king. **Updates every Friday PG-13: strong language, gory scenes, and whole lot of heartache Highest rankings: #35 in teen fiction, #13 in Danger, #1 in Suffer

Lily Morgan knew she was different, but that had nothing to do with her supernatural abilities. In a world of abnormal creatures she was an outcast. With no idea what species she is, Lily keeps her head down throughout school; juggling boring and unusual subjects and research in the library for the lost records of the supernatural. Until a rainy day when her creature unleashes - the calm before a brutal war of a storm. Wolves catch her scent. Vampires crave her blood. Witches curl their magic in fear. Fairies tremble on fractured wings. For Lily Morgan, school was the least of her worries. Typhoon is part one - completed at 110,000 - 120,000 words Tempest is part two - completed at 100,000 - 110,000 words Typhoon: Watty Awards 2019 Contender (c) Elizabeth H. Blake

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes, etc.)

Highest Rank: #1 in Action Cover by: @victori- ========================================================================== "You're quite expensive for a thief." He whispered back. "That's cause I'm the best." I looped my fingers through his belt, pulling him flush against me. "Are you?" "At everything I do." I whispered huskily glancing at his lips with a smile as I brought up my hand up to his view. His leather wallet sat in between my fingers. ========================================================================= "Hey there munchkin, how's the kids?" I asked loudly, propping my chin on my hand with a large smile. He scowled at me which only made my grin widen. "Oh, and don't bother pulling that gun out, basically everyone is watching the big bad wolf, and their phones are on speed dial, just waiting for you to huff and puff." His scowl deepened as he looked around, noticing for the first time everyone watching him. He slowly pulled his hand out of his pocket. "So what can I do for you, Johnny?" I said imitating a gangster boss and leaning back on the chair, resting my hands on my belly. He sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. ========================================================================= Avaline Jones is the best thief in the business. There's nothing she can't steal. According to the FBI, she doesn't exist. She's the best at what she does and nothing can stop her, not even the most intricate security in the world. Hayden Knight is the leader of the SilverKnives. Tall and brooding, intense but has the libido of a teenage boy. As sexy as he is ambitious, his current goal is to break into the most secured museum in the world. When these two come across each other, what will they find out?

Rewritten and completed✔ Ophelia Duhamels knows what rock bottom is and vows to never hit it again after getting her life back on track. What she doesn't account for is an ex, who is now to be her boss. ************ After months of depression and self-pitying, Ophelia finally starts getting her life back on track and finds a job. But fate is seemingly not done toying with her when her new boss turns out to be an ex she hasn't seen since their messy breakup years ago. Although disgruntled by the unexpected turn of events, keeping the job is much more important than whatever residual indignation she still feels. It's a rocky reunion full of clashes and arguments and as the weeks and months go by, she starts to question a lot of things. Life is full of all kinds of surprises for Ophelia, the biggest in the form of her hotshot billionaire ex. ************ Excerpt; "You deserve to rot in hell, and I hope you never find your stupid files!" "Get out," his voice dropped menacingly. "Glady." I glared at him and flipped him off before leaving the office and slamming the door behind me.

Daisy wasn't your average girl. She was a trained killer. Give her a target and she could come up with multiple ways to end the target's life. After a failed escape attempt from the world she grew up in she has to get used to being back to the world of training, guns and death. Throw in a boy or two that both drive Daisy mental, a sarcastic attitude, lots of drama and a mission that may turn Daisy back into the assassin she used to be and you've got a pretty hectic story. COMPLETE SEQUEL: Blood

"You're a what?" Devin's full lips frowned as she eyed the man that only stood 3 feet away from her. "A sex therapist. Now please fix your expression, Miss Rodriguez." His creamy baritone responded agitatedly as she shook her head from side to side. "I need therapy, sir. Not any fucking dick." She growled, attempting to make a full exit out of the office, but not before she felt his large strong hands cup her small tiny wrists. He spun her around gracefully, his head dropping down to the space between their heads as his husky Burberry cologne overtook her nostrils. "Je ne suis pas d'accord belle dame," He muttered that beautiful second language against her skin, the language of love, as he smirked. She almost practically collapsed in his arms at the sound of it and he knew that he had her. "Maybe some fucking dick is exactly what you need." ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2014 All Rights Reserved.

Last year, Ella Grace was beaten half to death by her sister and her friends, while her brother watched. Her two siblings went onto a summer trip, leaving her behind. She took that time to change herself, to lose the weight, to clear the acne, to look "perfect" in her eyes. Blake Zane is the bad boy but he's not your typical bad boy, since he's also the captain of the football team and the bestfriend to the bestfriend to Ella's older brother. He's a bad influence yes, but he's had his eye on Ella for a while now. Now that Ella has completely changed, what's going to happen? Will Ella and Blake become that "typical cliche" couple? What's going to happen when her older siblings come back from their vacation and find out she tried to kill herself and that she's changed? ***NEEDS HEAVY EDITING*** ***FAST PACED*** #1 in Twins - August 26th, 2018 #5 in Teen - May 21st, 2019 #5 in Watty2018 - August 27th, 2018 #6 in Badboy - August 27th, 2018 #7 in Highschool - August 27th, 2018 Cover made by Haley Horror, thank you birdie.

HIGHEST RANK #27 IN HUMOR *** Life is full of lessons that we need to remember, for Mackenzie (also known as Mace or that girl that always falls over) life seems like a boring routine. Her love life is as lifeless as a corpse With her best friend happily in love with his sweet girlfriend, her nonexistent bad boy is more like an obnoxious jerk rather than a rebel and the golden boy has friend zoned her to many times (82 and counting) Throw in stupid revenge plots, a love triangle that makes no sense, beneficial food fights and midnight Kmart rampages, you are left which a couple theory's to question if you really know what life is about. But first, you have to make a mistake ..it all started with a cupcake @@ Did you really take 16 cupcakes from the shop yesterday? " "Maybe.. "I look to see them staring at me in disbelief "Do you really need 16 cupcakes?" Their eyes flicker between the box of cupcakes and me who has half of one stuffed in my mouth. Hastily I swallow "Okay, to be fair she was going to throw all 24 beautiful delicious cupcakes in the bin. It's a waste and a criminal offence to chuck out something so tasty. So I just happened to volunteer to take them home... without anyone knowing..." I lick some of the buttercreams that had fallen onto my hand. "I believe that's called stealing," a voice says from behind me. WARNING lots of cheesy jokes, embarrassing moments and food