[completed] Jeongguk, an alpha deeply in love with Taehyung, a beta, faces a turning point when his father insists on an heir. With limited options, they must seek an omega to assist in bringing forth a child. ❝ Just fuck me already, Jeon. ❞ ❝ I'd have shown you the door if it weren't for Taehyung. ❞ top jeongguk. switch taehyung. bottom jimin. [polyamory relationship + werewolf au] Best ranking: #1 vminkook #1 bottomjimin #2 Fanfiction

Taehyung is a man with one too many skeletons in his closet. Jungkook is someone you do not want to cross. Jin is just a bored man with a lot of power. And Taehyung just crossed both of their paths. ____________________________ WARNINGS: -mafia -smut -drug use -violence -Mentions of incest/rape

"Every good girl wants a bad boy who is good only for her." "Every bad boy wants a good girl who is bad only for him." "Whenever you are looking for love don't look too far he might be right next door." Clara Wilson is your typical clichéd teen fiction protagonist with exactly two friends, no social life and a 4.0 GPA. She has been in love with Alec Evans, the unattainabley popular football quarterback and her next door neighbour forever. She thinks she's in for a quiet senior year until Jake Henderson arrives. Bad boy extraordinaire, he's arrogant, rude, undeniably gorgeous and shares a past with Clara that she wants to do nothing more than to forget. Caught between two boys, her life is turned upside down in the most ridiculous of ways. But maybe in the midst of all the confusion and chaos she finds not only love but also herself. Romance #2

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

Some people like the cookie. Some like the cream. I like them together, with some milk of course. But, I'm not talking about Oreos. Nope. This is my life. ___________________ BWWM ___________________ ©All Rights Reserved 2014. Disclaimer: read this book at your own risk. It's terrible. I was extremely young when I wrote this and did not know better. This book is an apt example of "it gets better" (or more tolerable) if you manage to stick around til chapter 17-18.

Highest Rank : #1 in Werewolf Category. When Chriselda stumbles upon the land of the Dawnfall Depths Pack to save her friend, she comes across her mate. She thought that he will run towards her, hold her in his arms and kiss her passionately. But none of these things happen. Her mate doesn't run towards her neither holds her in his arms and neither kisses her passionately. Instead of a loving mate, she finds a cold-hearted Alpha standing in front of her. And they always say that there's a story behind every cold Alpha. [NOTE : Not a Rejection Story. I believe that rejections don't exist in the werewolf world. If rejection existed, then werewolves wouldn't be having mates. I really find the idea of rejecting your mate absurd because mates are supposed to be the one for you, the one you cannot live without and the one who is supposed to be your soul mate. So, don't take this story as another rejection story. Also, I'm working really hard to make this story as non-cliché as possible. If you're bored of the cliché werewolf stories and want to read something unique, then you've selected the right book to read. I hope you'll enjoy reading this story.]

In Elemental magic you can be one of four magic types; water, fire, earth, and air. The only problem is Violet is none of these things. Is she what they call a magic dud, or is she something rarer, more powerful, and more dangerous than anyone could have imagined!? Teasers, "Em, most girls sneak out for a boy, you sneak out for a unicorn." I began to cry as it reached for my face."No!" I screamed. "Please No!" I went to pull back the shower curtain, but some nagging thought in the back of my head stopped me. I didn't have a little brother, so why was there a little boy in my bathroom? I gulped and with shaking hands pulled back the shower curtain. "What!? How could that be!?" I yelled, and covered my hand with my mouth. Shouting wasn't such a good idea right at this moment. If someone heard us and came up here to investigate the noise we were making, they would find a boy and a girl, a bloody knife with both their finger prints on it, and a very very dead body. "Don't touch her!" he hissed and lunged at Henry. Running through the night wearing nothing but a flimsy hospital dress, while waving a dismembered hand in his hand, was a strangeness no regular person could hope to inspire to.

Olivia Ferguson is a seventeen year old girl in high school who is a troubled teen. She has been moved from foster home through foster home since she was ten years old. Alexander Moriartti is a twenty two year old man who is a successful business man. The static between them is overpowering. But her life isn't going right.

My heart rate quickly picked up as Noel slowly walked toward me. His muscles flexing as he moved. I felt my start heart beating loud in my ears, like it may just pop right out of my chest. He stopped and stood in front of the table and looked around the cafeteria, signalling for attention, I could feel everyone's eyes on us. "I Noel Chandler of the Blood Moon pack, reject Serena Cole as my mate," he announced to the cafeteria. I heard gasps and people instantly started to whisper around me. At that moment I felt my heartbreak, the wind was knocked out of me and I couldn't breathe, I bit my lip, hard, to keep tears from pouring out. I couldn't let him have the benefit of seeing me cry in front of everyone, I was embarrassed enough. "B-But, I'm you mate," I said quietly so only he could hear. He laughed slightly. "Babe, your my unwanted mate," he said.