"Do I have to fuck you to make you understand that you belong to me?" He whispered huskily against her ear, pressing his pelvis onto the small of her back, "Do you want me inside you, my queen? Do you want your womb to be filled with my seed? Do you want me to dominate you?" - Sweet, naive, and innocent was she, so what would a small thing like her do with a beast king like he? - Warning: Will contain violence, foul words, and sexual content. Does not show a healthy relationship. Read at your own risk. Highest Rankings : #4 in Romance #8 in Paranormal #12 in Supernatural #11 in Vampire #17 in Fantasy #41 in Werewolf

•For Mature Audiences Only• Welcome to Lakeview's Summer Camp for the Undecider's, Ladies and Gentlemen! Hope you have a pleasurable stay. R-Rated.

REVAMPED version of the ORIGINAL Living With The Bad Boy posted on wattpad in 2012. "Sometimes when you least expect it, you're faced with the one person who could finally change everything for you. Make everything right after so long. All you got to do is take a chance. My brain was against the risk. But my heart? It screamed and pushed me towards Samuel - the boy who'd been my anchor since the beginning. The one who was pretty damn close to stamping ownership on my vital organ. And the one who - without an ounce of shame - tried to convince me to tattoo his initials on my private lady parts. Love was a fucking complicated thing." Former party girl, Jodanna "Barbie Girl" Reina Sereno, was knocked off her high post when a tragic accident sent her life spiraling out of control. Heart ripped and aching, she has to gather the broken pieces and move on with life like nothing happened. But that's hard to do when the seriously hot, blond-haired-green-eyed giant living under her roof keeps interrupting her plans of moving on from her past mistakes. He's fierce, passionate, a bit of a cocky asshole and determined to show her that he's exactly what she needs. Northwind High's very own, Samuel "Beer Boy" Adams, has more skeletons in his closet than he's willing to show. Fight Hard. Love Harder. That's his motto. Until an irresistible blond bombshell stumbles into his life. Now all he can think about is her and all the unmistakable dirty things he'd like to do this Pepsi-loving-and-thigh-high-boots enthusiast. It doesn't hurt knowing that she wants him just as bad as he wants her. Can Sam save Anna from the demons in her past and show her that they belong together? Life is all about sacrifices and compromises, and Sam and Anna both have their share of regrets. Sometimes you got to leave the things that tear and break you down. After all, it's Beer Boy and Barbie Girl until the world stops turning. © xXMopelXx 2012-2020

Meet Freya Beauregard; a 24-year-old from a wealthy and well-known family and a hopeless romantic with failed relationships in the past, but she knows the one constant in her life- cats. She owns a cat café called Mocha Whiskers at the Upper East Side of New York, where the main attractions are exotic and common cats alike, sharing her love of felines with other animal lovers like her. And then there's Nathaniel 'Nathan' Coleman; goodlooking, owns a successful company at 27, a man many women chase after and pretty much also comes from a wealthy and well-known family too, but there's a stark difference- he hates animals, especially felines. That, he can't get over. But when his friend tricks him into ending up at Freya's cat café instead of the hottest nightclub in town, things heat up for the worst. First things first: Freya doesn't trust people who hate cats. Secondly: Nathan doesn't like how ironically comparable the crazy café owner can be to a dog, preferably a female one. Unfortunately, there's an attraction that neither can resist- like catnip to cats. A cat's reaction is unpredictable upon its first exposure to catnip; whether there will be a mellow calmness or an aggression with no cause at all. One thing's for sure is that it's irresistible, and neither Freya nor Nathan would have an idea of their reaction...

❝Nothing burns like the cold.❞ ** A blizzard has rolled over the small town of Cadwell, Georgia, blanketing the houses in quilts of snows, leaving icicles in its wake, and dropping snowflakes for miles long. There is something in the air- something dangerous and cold. Ella Winters soon discovers this quaint town is hiding a secret, and everything begins to unravel. [werewolf// #125]

'You're one of us now.' Cassidy Taylor was arrested for a crime she did not commit, which was trying to smuggle a ticking bomb (in her powder blue Gucci handbag) into France while on summer break. The only way that she would be able to get out of jail early is to find the person who placed the bomb in her bag and to prove that she did not want the Eiffel tower to explode. Which she will. Hopefully. But till then, she has to share a cell with a sullen boy her age, along with some of his 'friends' (who she just knows were members of the mafia at some point) locked up in the adjacent rooms. For a very, very long time. Copyright, phillips_

I woke up to noises of someone shuffling around my room. "Ashton, I promise I didn't take your tampons this time. Let a woman sleep" I mumbled as I pulled my duvet covers over me. The shuffling stopped and then there was silence. Ashton must have left. I cuddled closer to my covers and got ready to fall back to sleep. "I'm sorry Love, but Ashton left the apartment an hour ago." A deep voice commented. My eyes flew open and I quickly sat up on my bed. In front of me a tall, handsome man with familiar mischievous green eyes watched me from beside my dresser. I sat there in shock as I eyed the stranger across from me. He had black hair, sharp cheekbones, strong eyebrows, a lip piercing as well as an eyebrow piercing, and he had... is that my thong in his hand!? My eyes grew large as I sat there frozen. "By the way, thank you for helping me out last night. That wicked witch had really taken a toll on me. But thanks to you I got fixed right up." He winked at me as he went back to shuffling through my underwear draw. "I took home a stray dog last night" I mumbled to myself. My "flight or fight" response seemed to have created another response called "accept death". I've seen enough horror movies to see where this scenerio ends. The stranger continued to look at my panties, finding a bra he seemed to like and began inspecting it. "Ah yes. That 'dog' was me I guess you could say." He looked up at me and grinned at my obvious frozen state. "No screaming? Tsk. How boring of you". Highest Ranking: #20 in paranormal

"If He can't be your Superhero, then steal the cape." Flo just wanted to find an art career in her crime-induced city. However, her plans fall off tangent when she has to spend countless nights with her insane ex-boyfriend, Ace Lockwood.

Abigail Williams is a seventeen-year-old girl running from her own nightmares. Finding sanctuary in a small town she believes her suffering is behind her. Until a monster comes for her in the dark. One she can't escape. One that will never let her go.

"I am never going to love you," I hissed as I backed into the wall. "I will never let you touch me, mate me or make me yours. I hate you." His face lit up with a villainous grin as he rested his hands on the wall next to my head. "You say all those things," he growled lowly. "Yet I know what I do to you, I know how I make you feel, little mate." His hand cupped my cheek and I struggled to keep my eyes open as I clenched my jaw. "You will love me. You will let me touch you and I will mate you and make you mine." I trembled a little as his thumb ghosted over my lip and his eyes glowed harsh amber. My body felt like it was on fire. Why was he making it so hard to hate him? ~ When her pack is ravaged in a violent war, Ella struggles with the fact that her mate is the Alpha who initiated the attack on her pack, which killed her entire family. After being raised to hate the Jaxton Pack her whole life, Ella is torn with her desire to mate with the glorious looking wolf that is her mate, who has the ability to set her body alight with just a few words, or stay true to the beliefs she had grown up with.