After being put in 'time-out,' an angel finds herself thrown into a demon's purgatory. Trapped with each other, whose influence will prove strongest? ******************************************************************** Ash is an angel out of grace. Atticus is a demon with something to prove. After events go wrong in the mortal plane, both are due punishment. What they don't expect is to serve that sentence together. Armed with otherworldly powers, they battle for control in a stagnant prison built just for them. Bonds twist and grow, like a thorny vine, as black and white fade to gray in this paranormal romance full of mystery and legend. FEATURED ON: @Paranormal ~ What in the Wattpad? @Romance ~ Slow Burn // Para-Romantasy @WattpadAfterDark ~ Dark Romance @Ambassadors ~ Para-Romantasy AWARDS: 🥇Grand Favorite ~ Ambys 2025 {AfterDark} 🥇1st Place ~ Morsus Mortis 2024 {Dark Romance} 🥈2nd Place (Tied) ~ EC Fiction Awards 2024 {Romance} 🥉3rd Place ~ Romance Reads 2024 {AfterDark} Longlist ~ NanoWatt2024 {Paranormal} Wordcount 50k ⚠️ Content warning: depictions of graphic violence and sexual content. 🎵 Recommended playlist 🎶 https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3Mxy7QZYoJpB5MHAU4GRAk?si=31afeafde6b44258 Cover art background sourced from free-use photographs by @kkalerry via unsplash.com AI assistance was not used in any way, shape, or form to create the story or cover.

𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳. 𝘔𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘍𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘤é 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. "𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱..." 𝘐 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳. 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺, 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘢𝘯. 𝘐 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩. "𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦.. 𝘑𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮." 𝘐 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥. "𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸." 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘣 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘵. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧. 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥.. 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬. "𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦." 𝘐 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘴. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯. 𝘔𝘺 𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺

It is called a Love Curse. Ophelia McQuoid's witch soul is bound inside a towering red crystal, released only once every fifty years for a mere thirty days. The terms of her freedom are deceptively simple: an immortal must trade his life for hers. But curses are never merciful. There is a clause. She must make him fall in love with her-and not just desire, not obsession, not pity. It must be the truest form of love. After two hundred and fifty years of failed attempts, Ophelia has learned a cruel truth: thirty days is not enough time to earn a love deep enough to damn an immortal. Especially when the curse tethers her close to the crystal, a silent prison she can never truly escape. When she awakens again, something is wrong. The crystal is no longer just a vessel-it is draining her life force. If she fails this time, Ophelia will not return in fifty years. She will fade into the glass forever, erased from the world she once knew. And then she meets him. A vampire king-ancient, powerful, arrogant-who is nothing like the careful, distant immortals before him. He is daring. Obnoxious. Infuriatingly attentive. And worst of all, he refuses to let her go. For the first time in centuries, Ophelia's curse may finally be breakable. Or it may destroy them both.

In olden times, there was a legend about men that shifted into wolves. Or was it wolves that turned into men? No one knew for sure, but for a village to have one of these beasts in its possession meant that village had power. They were hard to control, but having one within the village boundaries was enough to deter attackers and would-be conquerors. Naturally, each tribe sought to capture one for its own benefit. It led to actual confrontations and bloody battles with dubious victors, as the beasts were wild and fickle. Eventually, someone thought of the possibility of breeding the beasts to make the subsequent generations docile and obedient. However, it was impossible to capture the opposite sex for such purposes. Because of this, an old wives' tale was born and perpetuated: "A virgin maiden offering shall bring forth obedience from the beast."

Seventeen year old Thea Allen moves from northern Georgia to the small town of Maicoh, Washington. She notices something eerie about the forest that surrounds the small town. With the increasing number of animal attacks, Thea, unknowingly, finds herself in the midst of a war between two wolf packs fighting for control of the territory. Logan Lykos, future Alpha of the Moonrise pack, struggles with the fight against the feral Black Claw pack. After meeting his mate, Thea, he tries to keep her away from the dangers of his pack and the Black Claws by not telling her of his true identity as a werewolf. But what happens when a human boy tries to take his place as Thea's lover? Will he lose her love forever? Will he be able to keep his identity a secret? ○○○ I lean my forehead against her's. "I'm so, so sorry, Thea," I whisper, gently stroking her cheek. "W-wha--" she starts. "Shh..." I cut her off. "Promise me you won't go into the forest, Thea." "How does this have anything to do--" "Promise me! It's not safe and I can't always be there to protect you," I say. "Promise me you will stay with Carter--make sure he treats you right." "I don't understand..." she trails off, gripping my jacket with her small fists. "I know, just promise me." "I promise." With that, I take one last look at her beautiful face--commiting her image to memory--before letting go and following my alpha out the door and out of her life. ___ Author here! This book isn't that great, I don't know why people keep reading it. A MUCH better version will be coming out soon so please, spare me the embarrassment of reading this.

Carly Atwood always remembered the man that used to live in the loft above the barn when she was a little girl. John was her childhood crush, he was the guy she wrote about in her diary, and when he left her in his army greens, he was the first man she ever cried for. Nine years later, Carly isn't the eleven year-old girl John left behind. She grew up and moved on with her life, taking over the Atwood Ranch following her father's death. John isn't the man he used to be either; physically and emotionally scarred following his last deployment in Afghanistan, John is returning to the only place he ever called home, back to the loft above the barn and to the pretty blonde girl that's been holding onto his dog tags for all these years. ----- Title inspired by the song of the same name by Tim McGraw.

[BOOK 2] NOTE FROM AUTHOR: "I wrote this book in High school, so if you don't like it and find it poorly written, I completely understand" Selene is the abomination to her race; half-human wolf, no one knows her secret except her even more secretive father. If anyone were to find out what she was it could mean in her untimely death. When her father's past comes hunting him down, Selene's forced to live in a house occupied by all-male inhabitants--unmated, bad-mannered, and untamed wolves that obey a temperamental young Alpha. Alpha Lucca wants nothing to do with the she-wolf that clings to his new Beta's back. Hard to ignore the fact that she is aggressive, beautiful and exactly the type of girl he'd want, Lucca is bent on evading her from his thoughts...and his dreams. Selene proves to add to his long list of problems as she spends everyday near his line of sight and out of his reach. He goes out of his way to make it clear that he loathes her, but but not in the way she thinks. Drawn to her like a moth to a flame, Lucca desires to keep her in his dominion, whether she likes to or not. Written: 2012

Alexis aka Alex has a secret side of her life that only about three people know. She is a MMA fighter named "Shadow." One of the best MMA fighters in the country. One day Damien comes back to her school and is also a fighter. Will he find out or will Alex's secret be safe? Will these two hot headed fighters get along or fight? ©copyrighted

Street fighting isn't fun. It's a cruel fight with dirty tricks involved. Some do it for money, some do it for fame. I do it for my little sister Ellie. My parents got murdered about 6 years ago and I've been street fighting ever since. My life isn't the hardest of street fighters but only because the crowd admires the red haired teen who fights for survival. But then again we all do in more ways than one. I roam the streets of New York City looking for a fight that means more money so I can feed my little sister. I'm used to the hardship of of life, but that's the way of a street fighter. I made a living and survived on the streets until one day I met another street fighter. Then my whole life changed. For better or for worse I'm not sure. My name is Scarlett Brooks and this is the life of a street fighter. Highest Ranking: #2 in Action

Axel always was a strong man. Having to take care of him and his sister, since he was a boy, made him stronger, mature, fearless. He was brave and didn't fear a thing, he was ferocious and protector of his loved ones. But when the only thing that can make him lose control is the same thing that he then lives for, what he will do? Will he stay away or will he embrace the chaos and pain and hope for a happy ending?