The last two years have been anything but average for Rosalie, and things are only about to get more complicated. Life has been calm, collected, until a new flame, new enemies and new dangers throw her existence out of balance. Vampires aren't the only ones that exist, and they aren't the only ones that are out for Rosalie's unique taste.

Grace Willow has enough problems in her life as it is. The bullying at school is out of control, with students that torture her physically and mentally, and will stop at no end just to see her miserable, an abusive dad, and a mom who is always M.I.A she has no one to turn to. Having life always throw knives at her back, kick rocks at her feet, and blow dust in her face, Grace has seemed to gotten used to falling with no one there to catch her. Logan Hunter is a walking Romeo. He has the good looks, the bad boy personality, the tattoos, and of course the girls. He calls, and they come a' running. He smokes, gets high, drunk, and into fights 24/7. The thing he doesn't have is a good temper. When he's angry he's destructive. Not caring what he does or who he hurts in the process. He can't control his acts, because he can't control how he feels. When the two meet, something is bound to happen, and sparks might just fly. Could be sparks of love... or maybe something much much worse? Warning: This book does contain explicit language and sexual content as well as violent scenes. * This description kinda sucks after looking back on it after year of writing but please give this book a chance. I promise you it's not that terrible :P *

"Do you trust me?" I looked up at those clear, brown eyes and answered honestly, "Absolutely NOT!" He rolled his eyes, "Well, too bad!" He plopped me onto the gleaming motorcycle and sped away from the red, white, and blue sirens. "Is it necessary to go so fast?!" I could practically feel his smirk as I grabbed onto him for my dear, pathetic life. "The police are already chasing us; why give 'em another reason?!" "Why not, Sunshine?" And he revved the engine just to scare the crap outta me. "Besides, we lost them a while back," He slowed down a teensy bit. Emphasis on teensy. Course, my life is pretty a much one of those movies where you know exactly what's gonna happen before it happens. "Way to jinx it, Sir Smirks-a-Lot!" Right on cue, the night sky was lit up with flashes of red, white, and blue. The sirens were screaming through the silence. He tensed for a moment with confusion. Then he tensed with determination. Then I tensed with anticipation. "What the fuuuuuuuudge are you doing?!" I screamed and mentally congratulated myself for not cursing in such a situation. "You better hold on tighter, Sunshine," He went straight for the small gap in between two of the cars. Cars that were loaded with people waiting for him. And me. Even though I did nothing wrong. Oh, dear lord, I thought as my grip around his torso tightened and I pressed my cheek against his back. His laughter vibrated through his body to my cheek and he guided the motorcycle with terrifyingly controlled ease through the narrow gap as we sped away in the opposite direction.

***Sequel to 'Roses for Rachel'*** Everything has changed, and the stakes are twice as high. Rachel's story continues.....

Tayler has always been the model best friend. She's supportive, attentive, and sometimes too much of a pushover. She's been the supporting character to her own life, always in the shadow of her outgoing best friends, but that was before she met Hunter. Hunter is older, worldly, smart, and not to mention an incredibly good looking soldier. A chance meeting brings them together, but he's the object of Tayler's oldest best friend Jessica's attention. Tayler doesn't want to come between them, but when Hunter shows an interest in her, she decides it can't be too bad to just be friends with him, right? After all, all's fair in love and war.

Anne De Ville is a do-the-same-thing-every-day kind of ordinary. On the one day she chooses to try and do something different, she ends up dropping her shoes down several flights of stairs, right onto the head of her crush-and her brother's best friend-Hunter Denegan. Will her Prince Charming look for the girl who lost her shoe? [This book is going to be published with Wattpad WEBTOON Book Group in the Summer 2025] [[word count: 20,000-30,000 words]]

Ashley Martin has been through more grief than a person experiences in their entire life and carries baggage that no kid should ever entail. Tyler Miller is the school's scandalous bad boy who acts on impulse, blinded rage and will single-handedly destroy anybody who stands in his way. Then all of a sudden, they're thrown together and despite their destructive past, they're forced to overcome their differences. It's time for Ashley to stop running away from his death glares, blank stares and that spine-chilling scowl that reminds her just how little he cares. Driven by a whirlwind of secrets, a class assignment and midnight walks into the past, things should start working out. But then fate kicks in; hard-hitting and soul-crushing. It's a fight-or-flight situation, a reincarnation of her past, a chance for him to right the wrongs he did by her. A second chance is like giving someone an extra bullet for their gun after they missed you the first time round. So here's Tyler's gun. Here's Ashley's heart. And here's to their second chance, however hopeless it may seem.

They turn and walk away with their boards a little confused I think, talking amongst themselves. He locks my phone and I grab it off him and stand up and before I can walk away he grabs the sleeve of my jumper... Jade is your typical average high school student who wants nothing more than to skateboard. Evan is a huge troublemaker and a pro skateboarder with a "bad boy" image and a reputation that would turn anyone away. Except for Jade who finds him super intriguing, and wants nothing more but what he can give to her, a little bit of love and skateboarding. But when a deal made is broken, will it make or break what Evan and Jade have?

She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, and seconds later her back slams against the wall. His fingers dig into her wrists, making her feel a stinging pain shoot up her arms. Her eyes are shut tight. 'Open your eyes'. She keeps them shut. 'Open your eyes, angel'. Her head is twisted to side, wanting to melt into the wall. His broad chest pressed up against every inch of her skin. He slams her against the wall again, making her yelp in pain, 'I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!' She opens them slowly and looks at his face. She can see his eyes, black pools of emotion. Obsession. Lust. Possessiveness. Desire. Love. Dominance. Angelica Ziva Kareem. A beautiful, young woman, who aspires to complete her degree in Medicine. Her dream? To travel the world, to be free and to help those in need. Gabriel Dominic Rodrigo. Handsome, dark, possessive. Rich and hard working to the world above. Monster to the underworld. His life? What he wants, he gets. And he has his eyes set on little Angelica.

They thought life might return to normal. They were wrong. After putting a stop to Elise's genocidal plans to exterminate humans with the wolf gene, the Alliance thought they were done with the Unum Sandalf Alpha. However, odd animal attacks and bizarre creature sightings point to Elise's return. Now with the CDC and a secret government department aware of genetic differences in some humans, they must find Elise before the entire werewolf community is exposed. However, as they get closer to tracking down the elusive Elise, things aren't quite as they seem, and the team is confronted by hybrid creatures' which are not quite human-and not quite wolf. Can the team stop Elise before their race is exposed and humans discover they are not the only ones at the top of the evolutionary scale?