This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

"Because no matter what I'd still choose you" The fight for happiness is tougher then ever, the so called lovers had their limits pushed and their boundaries broken. What will happen this time around? Will the destined mates find their happy ending or will the pair be caught up in the web of lies and the darkness of the supernatural world? "Who's hunting who?" Sequel to Sway (must read first book) All content belongs to me, please ask permission or contact me if my work is being used somewhere else, thank you' Not been edited Cover by- voguee_

Rogue winters a beautiful 17 year old And Ivan Stone the greatest and most feared vampire to ever live What happens when their worlds collide Will his need for control and power be to much for rogue? "You can't hide , but you can run are you ready to play , the game has begun The monsters been waiting ,it's time for some fun , so Let's see how well this demon can hunt " Sequel- Sway 2 Cover made by @voguee_

Jordan lives with her sister and mum. There's an annual ball that all females are of age are required to go to. Jordan of course follows the rules and goes, but she didn't know that she would be the mate of a vampire Prince. Before she can spell supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, she's swept into a world with insanely insane people, a bunch of mythical creatures kidnapping her, and her psychotic father coming back to take her away, and her friends just happen to be pulled into the mix. Highest ranking that I can remember: #3 in Vampire on July 26th, 2015 (my birthday, thank you all ^-^) THE NUMBER LIES. I WENT TO THE VAMPIRE GENRE ON TODAY, November 10, 2015, AND I WAS NUMBER TWO WHEN THE NUMBER ON MY PAGE SAID NUMBER 4 #2 in Vampire on November 10th, 2015 #13 in Humor on December 11th, 2014 ONE MILLION READS ON JANUARY 31st, 2015/ FEBRUARY 1st, 2015 !!!!!!!!!! TWO MILLION READS ON JULY 28th, 2015, WOOOHOOOOOOOO It's May 9th, 11:17 p.m. At this time, we reached 1.5 million and some reads. All of my little oreos are awesome people and I adore you all Byezz ~Anonymous =) WARNING WARNING READ THIS WARNING I started this book when I was twelve and it isn't edited at all You've been warned

"He called me his Luna - his light in the dark - but I was never meant to belong to one world." When Scarlett wakes in the arms of the Viko-Dlak king, her blood still sings with the memory of another life tied to gods, wolves, and stars. As she learns to wield the power of Máni, the moon goddess reborn, the line between desire and destiny begins to blur. Torn between Sól's burning devotion and the darkness rising from the Vrykolakas, Scarlett must decide if she will become the savior of her pack - or the weapon that ends them. A tale of divine power, forbidden love, and ancient war - where fire meets moonlight, and the heart remembers what the soul cannot forget.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the pieces presented in this collection. Given this, I hope you enjoy! Sources are all posted in their respective chapters. Star ratings are subjective.

(Bfflad- Best friends for life and death) Dear Reader, Let's start at the beginning shall we? I died. Oh no, not one of these stories again where someone angelic and heroic saves the damsel in distress. If only I was that lucky. My heart stopped beating. My lungs stopped working, my soul began to lift away... And then I was saved by a beautiful man with a kind heart and sparkles sprinkled around his head in a golden halo. A cunning, dazzling smile etched his angled features and his hair lay perfectly on his head like...black, sinful layers of pure cynical distrusting evil. Evil that was just waiting to onset a innocent girl as myself and allow her a short amount of time of happiness, and then finish her off when she became older. I'll give you a hint. The beginning of that description was slightly exaggerated. The Angel of Death. One of the only creatures known that was capable of settling the boundaries of heaven on earth. The only creature capable of making one of the Devil's darkest deals to my loving mother; a second chance for her daughter. This comes with consequences of course. Everything you know about Death is wrong. Death is not natural, Death is not normal, Death is not doleful, and Death is far from mercenary. Death blends into the shadows like coal against the most atramentous sky. Death walks the earth with his cursed, monstrous and exotic features, his enticing voice and betraying alluring eyes. Death deceives, scratches, and plays with your mind, until you slowly and painfully loose your grip on reality. He'll make you believe he's a different person, that there's a sliver hope for him. Hope for you. Death is close. Forever and always, Faith Williams ************ DIMBFF FAN CLUB ON FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.1605057011183.80718.1378871754&type=1#!/groups/308207282529485/ **** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

Dear Reader, It hadn't hit me right away, many things, but especially the fact that I was about to turn twenty years old. It was as if it was just yesterday that I was learning how to make a peanut butter sandwiches, tie my shoes, and draw endlessly with fat crayons--which I thoroughly believed to be a masterpiece. It had to be yesterday, when I was befriending any new person that I met with a dazzling smile. No, those were the years that I was numb--masked from the world and blissfully unaware of the dangers and lingering dark edges of the Chicago city. Life moves fast; terrifyingly fast for some, especially those who try and anchor down each and every day of their existence. For others, it moves drearily slow. I use to be numb, I use to be unaware of the shadows deep within the corners of the earth, the watchful figures around me. I use to draw scribbles, struggle to tie my shoes, and fail at doing the simple things, like tying shoes. I use to make friends with anyone I met and kept that friendship over a promise. I use to do a lot of things, actually. But that was when life was a whole lot simpler, safer, and perfect. That was before I knew about Death. That was before he became my frenemy. Forever and always, Faith Williams *** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075