Jackie does not like surprises. Chaos is the enemy! The best way to get her successful, busy parents to notice her is to be perfect. The perfect look, the perfect grades--the perfect daughter. And then... Surprise #1: Jackie's family dies in a freak car accident. Surprise #2: Jackie has to move cross-country to live with the Walters-her new guardians. Surprise #3: The Walters have twelve sons. (Well, eleven, but Parker acts like a boy anyway) Now Jackie must trade in her Type A personality and New York City apartment for a Colorado ranch and all the wild Walter boys who come with it. Jackie is surrounded by the enemy--loud, dirty, annoying boys who have no concept of personal space. Okay, several of the oldest guys are flat-out gorgeous. But still annoying. She's not stuck-up or boring--no matter what they say. But proving it is another matter. How can she fit in and move on when she needs to keep her parents' memory alive by living up to the promise of perfect?

When you have a horrible life you always expect things to go wrong. Angel always pictured her life being bad in general, with a alcoholic verbally abusive mother an absent father and her small town thinking she was scum underneath their shoe, she thought she was doomed to be be unhappy. But after a new family moves to town Angel only learns that life is very unpredictable. And with evil lurking around the corner can she and her new love interest make it out without Baring scars?

"You were made for me," he says while stroking my cheek. "You belong to me." He threads his fingers through my hair, then yanks my hair back making me gasp and look into his amber orbs. "But if you so much as talk to another man, I'll punish you. Then you will sit and watch me kill him. Slowly." I knew he was serious. Alpha Landyn Westman was always serious. LeeAna Harrison was 17 when she first met her mate, Landyn Westman. He was 18 and the star of the school considering he was the next alpha. Landyn has been waiting for his mate since he was a kid. She couldn't avoid him forever, and he will never let her go. WARNING: This is not a cliché werewolf story. The first ten chapters are dark. Prepare to feel mixed emotions. You have been warned. ** IF YOU ARE NOT MATURE OR A CHILD THEN DONT READ THIS STORY** Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf

"You are mine," He murmured across my skin. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed the mark he gave me. I shuddered as he lightly nipped it. "Danny, you are mine and only mine, you understand?" Daniella Saunders had a pretty rough life. After being heartbroken and betrayed by both her father and her boyfriend, Danny moves to a small town to find the comfort of her mother. Everything is not what it seems and soon, Danny finds herself in the middle of a world she didn't even knew existed outside of fiction novels and movies. Not only does the town seem bizarre, but her senses heighten, her temper is out of control, and her hunger amplify. Throw in an arrogant, selfish, sexy, possessive player who didn't even want her in the first place, her life just seamlessly attract madness. Especially with those creepy threats coming from a "Silver Bullet", she can't keep still.

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

"You're mine sweetheart." He growled and pulled me into his chest. "Um sorry to burst your bubble but I'm not a piece of material that you can own." I said pushing him away. Feeling the sparks rush through my body. "You are mine and I am yours!" He growled and his eyes got a dark shade of blue. "I think I'll pass, thank you." I whispered and tried to push away once more. The tall handsome boy started to growl again. What? He can't just have me. I may be his mate but he has to earn it. • • • Becky Taylor was a 17 year old werewolf. She was the captain of the girls varsity soccer team and head cheerleader. She thought she had the perfect normal life and it would stay that way until He came along. That's when everything went downhill. • • This book has some sexual content and bad language. This is completely original. Please don't use my ideas without asking for my permission personally. Thank you. Highest Ranking: Werewolf #19

Annabel is a bad-ass hybrid hunter, seeking revenge on the vampire who killed her parents and put her brother in a coma. Arriving in a new town with an undercover identity to protect and the mission to find a pureblood vampire to save her brother's life, the last thing Annabel needs is to fall in love with the sexy, persistent werewolf who thinks she's a helpless human in need of a knight in shining armor. Shane is a dominant werewolf who also happens to be the local sheriff. He has almost lost hope of finding his better half. So when his beautiful soul-mate shows up and rogue vampires try to kill her, he does what any smart wolf would do: he saves her and takes her home, hoping to convince her that they belong together. When sparks fly between them, Annabel has to decide if she tells him who she really is or runs the other way to protect her secrets. ❀•.¸✿¸SAMPLE ONLY - Keep in mind that this isn't the complete version of the story. For that you need to go to Amazon. Links on my profile.•❀.•✿¸.• ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [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.] © Copyright 2015 All work is property of Anna Santos, any duplication or reproduction of all or part of the work without explicit permission by the author is illegal. © Cover Design by Moonchild Ljilja and property of the author. Website: http://annesaint90.wix.com/annasantosauthor Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AnnaSantosAuthor Soul-Mate was originally drafted and shared on Wattpad from 2013/14 and has been: # 1 Paranormal & Vampire It's also a Bestselling Paranormal Romance Story on Amazon, being top #1 in the genre on several occasions.

This isn't a deep book about first loves or self-discovery. If you want a book like that, I'd be happy to recommend one, but I don't have that kind of story to tell. Instead my story is about rash decisions and finding out that your dream guy is bad in bed. It's the story of when I finally went skinny dipping, and how my life was never the same again. Oh, and it's also the story of my freshman year of college and realizing Mr. Right might have been there all along.

The wolf stalked towards me slowly and a grow escaped it's throat. I slowly stepped back and looked past at where it was standing There was a lifeless body, my eyes widened and flashed back at the beast. I put my hands up as they began to shake " please.." It growled louder as it kept stalking towards me until my back pressed against an tree. Slowly slidding down to the base and began to cry "Please no.." The wolf lunged at me I closed my eyes. There was a snarl then a loud thud I opened my eyes to see another wolf infront of me. This wolf was different from the other one. It's fur was pure black it's seemed to glean under the light of the moon and its eyes were a beautiful shade of blue with a scar across its eye. He was beautiful. All animals were beautiful to me but this wolf was beyond any normal animal. It stood in a fighting stance as the grey wolf rose to its feet and snarled. More wolves jumped from behind the trees, standing near the black one growling and snarling. The wolf turned and ran, the others chased him. The black on turned and looked at me "Thank you.." I knew he couldn't understand me but I said it anyway. He slowly walked up to me, his eyes flashed a lighter shade of blue with a bright spark.