There are plenty of hunters out there that have their own story to tell...plenty of people who have had their lives altered by the work that we do...but their stories are irrelevant to the events that are about to be unfolded. The story I'm about to tell you isn't about a damsel in distress and a handsome hero who fall in love after experiencing bit of trauma. There is nothing fairytale-like about this story at all. Complete opposite actually. Every hunter has their own secrets...I certainly have my fair share...but how long can you keep a secret bottled up until it finally blows up in your face...and it kills you... The name's Stern. Melissa Stern. All you need to know about me is that my father was a "hunter" who became a legend and it's my turn to follow in his footsteps. This is my story. Re-live our favorite story from the very beginning...but from a different perspective and with a few different twists and turns

Nora Walters has always been in love with her best friend's brother, Asher. Asher is a bad boy player, who is constantly going through girls like they're nothing, she knows it would never work but she can't help it besides why would he like a girl that's a nobody and is two years younger then him anyway. Asher's in a band and writes all his own music, when he sings Nora feels like he's singing to her, who doesn't feel that way but what happens if she's right? After he saves her from a wild night at a party, things take an interesting turn...

*AVAILABLE ON AMAZON* The first in the ROUGE series ... Hunter Harrison is no superhero. She doesn't wear a cape, or a lycra suit, or prance around dark alleyways looking for punk-ass kids to torment. But Hunter has a power; the power to control fire. And it is one nasty flame brewing in her soul. In the midst of her senior year, uncovering the truth about her parent's death and how she came to inherit such abilities, and falling in love with a nerdy activist from her school, Hunter finds herself in a battle with a supernatural flame that reacts to her every emotion. Anger, fear, even passion arouse the flame within and Hunter fights to keep her identity secret whilst also protecting those she loves. But being a hero is easier said than done, especially when tragedy strikes and Hunter is forced to make a choice; let the fire take control and seek revenge for her loss, or walk away. But mercy is a bitch, especially when there's a fire boiling inside her hotter than the darkest pits of hell. Cover by Renu Sharma | www.thedarkrayne.com

Layla Hardgens was never average. From childhood to adulthood, her destiny was to follow her parents' steps to become a superhero in Willow Hills, keeping the city safe from the villains that ran rampant in the streets. Her identity as Fallon, a super with power over water and fire, was kept a secret from the moment she turned seventeen and took her parents' place. Nearly four years later, Layla has settled in well to her double life. By day, she is Layla Hardgens, an ordinary college girl with a love for running track; by night, she is Fallon, a hero who watches over her friends and tracks her enemies to keep them in order. It's a secretive and somewhat lonely life, but she's never minded. Until she meets Trace Valance, a man who has just as many secrets as she does. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. N.L.PETIT 2014.

A series of one-shots in different alternate universes with the existence of soul bonds.... and not everyone likes the soul-bond system. Universes may be reused. Each chapter has around 5000k-1000k words. The genre of each story is indicated in the beginning of the story (and it is explained via comment). Explanations of soul-bonds are somewhat explained in the beginning of each story. Soul-bond ideas are usually from Tumblr, but the stories and characters are all mine. Suggestions of universes and/or scenarios are highly welcomed. Credits to the photographs but I edited everything myself [Cover, GIFs]. NEW CHAPTERS ARE UP! Ignorance is Bliss [Whump and Tragedy] "The last words one hears the half utter are etched on one's flesh." Who Are You? [Friendship and Schmoop] "One stays eighteen until one meets the other half." An apology for the chapter above.

Blair Gilbert always has been the complete opposite to her twin sister, Elena. Elena was more into reading, and having slumber parties as a pre-teen. Blair, on the other hand, was into drugs, and booze. Starting at the age of 12, Blair took her first drink of alcohol, which lead to her trying marijuana, then oxycodone, and so on. While Elena spent her first few years of being a teenager hanging out with her friends, Blair spent them in Chicago, recovering from her drug addiction. After spending five years in Chicago, Blair comes back to Mystic Falls. Nothing is the same when she returns home, though. Her twin has a boyfriend, her little brother is a druggie, her parents are dead, and a lot of others are dying. [TVD SEASON ONE - completed] book one of three TRANSLATED TO FRENCH BY @WOLFAMIA TRANSLATED TO PORTUGUESE BY @VIASATURNO

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

This was one of the first stories I wrote, read at your own risk :') "Oh don't act so innocent. I know you did this" I snap at him. "Yea so? You got me suspended for a week, so what if your dad's pissed at you?" he says shrugging. "I hope you fucking know that this means war" I say pulling him up by his collar. ●○●○●○ Ash Harper is not your average Malibu barbie, with fake tans and Gucci purses. Or with the pink convertible. She's the badass troublemaker, with a hot motorcycle, sexy leather jacket, a troubled past, and a mysterious aura. Leaving everything she's ever known behind, Ash moves to LA with her Dad, where she meets Austin Aimes, who is a conceited, egotistic asshole, or at least to Ash he is. What happens when their worlds collide? Sparks fly as a certain boy threatens to break the walls Ash has built high. Secrets are revealed, hearts are broken, love triangles are formed, and of course where Ash goes, trouble follows. A story of Hate-at-first sight. --Completed August 4th, 2014--

When darkness falls, the vampires come out. Sixteen-year-old Kiara Morrow knows that better than anyone. She's been trained her whole life to wipe bloodsuckers off the face of the earth. But then she meets Luke. He's a vampire but he's unlike any vamp Kiara's ever known. ***** Luke may be what Kiara's been looking for her whole life, but as far as her family is concerned, the only good vampire is a dead vampire. The closer she grows to him, the more Kiara is forced to confront the foundation of lies her life has been built on. But Kiara's bloodthirsty family isn't the only problem they have to face. People in town are dying. Something evil is looming on the horizon... [[word count: 100,000 - 150,000]] Cover designed by Holly Thurston

"hey - lydi, got a light?" "literally, metaphorically, or spiritually? because i have none." "that's a bit gloomy, don't you think?" "it's punk rock."