Avery Clarke has the shock of her life when her mum sends her to a family friends for two years while she goes on a business trip. She doesn't expect her life to turn upside down while living with 8 boys. *Amy Tracey Hale Original Story* All the characters and ideas in 'Living with the Foster Boys.' are my own.

Highest Ranking: #1 in Werewolf Watty's 2015 Winner: Talk of the Town 11/23/15 "Literally the best werewolf book I've ever read." -@itsroma "*rereads 10,000,000,000 times and cries every time*" -@stilessparklez "#5thtimereader *I have to vote on all the chapters this time, that's how engrossed in the book I've become*" -@Forevertail "THIS BOOK SHALL BE IN MY LIBRARY FOREVER." -@team_breezyy ________________________________________ "What do you want?" He asked. I clapped my hands together and sighed. "To go home." His face instantly fell. He walked right into that one. "Well that sucks because you aren't going anywhere, kitten." I growled lowly at the nickname and crossed my arms. "Who says?" I argued. "I just did. Now stop acting like a brat and tell me what the hell you want to eat," he said frustrated. I rolled my eyes and turned around to exit the room. "Where the hell are you going?" He yelled at me. I stopped and turned around to look at him. "I don't want to have any food prepared by you. You're hands are probably just as dirty as your mouth. Watch your language," I stated simply and exited the kitchen. ________________________________________ © All Rights Reserved 2014

Allison Snow was ten years younger than Colton Pierce but that didn’t affect their tight bond. That was until he went to college and they had a silly argument. Now ... well, now it is been two years since she has seen his face - two, very long, years that nearly drove her into insanity. But he is back in town, however it is only because her mother begged him to come back, because Allison was not handling the loss of her grandmother all that well. When he walks back in her life, Allison knows two things for certain, she can’t let him know what she did when they stopped becoming friends and she most certain cannot tell him that she might be growing ‘romantic’ feelings for him... Yet, both of which are becoming seemingly impossible...

"When will you accept me?'' Lucian murmured against my skin. The wonderful feeling only grew as he stepped closer, the thick muscles between our layers of clothing pressing against my back. He dipped his head. I could feel his lips against my ear when he spoke. "When, Victoria? I am tired of fighting with you. I know you want me just as much as I want you. Admit it." I couldn't. "Admit it, Victoria!'' Lucian's voice went deep when he raised it. Goosebumps prickled my entire body as he whirled me around so that we were face-to-face. I exhaled softly, hating the dominant position he had over me. Lucian wretched my chin up. His eyes were burning with a lustful smolder. "No." Oh, I would definitely get myself killed tonight. I knew my defiance was angering him further but saying I wanted Lucian would mean I was accepting defeat. And I didn't do that. Love was a game and I was determined to win it.