Now, I've been hungover before. Arguably more than most. I've experienced the entire spectrum of complicated euphoria that comes with drinking until you can't stand. I've witnessed things that upon reflection, no sober human being could even begin to comprehend through the kaleidoscopic of lens of Dutch courage. There has been very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions while recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded for me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something monstrous. And I can honestly say, that was a first for me. The air grew thin as I began to shake uncontrollably, a rotten cold sweat breaking out across my skin as my tongue simultaneously turned to ash in my mouth. His pupils had blown to an unearthly size, the whites of his eyes rapidly growing blood shot before flooding with thick, burgundy splotches, removing any trace of humanity. Dark veins of blues and purples bulged along his neck, darkening to a perturbing black as they crawled along his jawline and burst forth from his orifices, joining a tangled web beneath his skin. His canines which had already been relatively prominent, extended even further, their sudden evolution an inescapable indicator of their deadliness. His head morphed and elongated just past the point of natural, jaw clenching and sickening cracks looming as I stood frozen in stock horror fear. Everything in my body screamed that what I was witnessing was just wrong. That if there was a God, this creature was the antithesis. I was in the presence of the ultimate predator and I was one swipe away from having my throat ripped out. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- British ex-military meets the supernatural.

THANK YOU, Wattpad, for the HQ Love Watty Award! Concept: A mysterious young woman flees from her troubled past only to discover it is impossible to escape THE SECRET that haunts her. *PLEASE NOTE: This story was originally inspired by the movie "Sleeping With the Enemy". * * * * * "I would never, Steven," she promised, turning away from him in an attempt to protect herself. "I know you wouldn't," he screamed. Cupping her chin in his hand, he forced her to look at him. "Because I would kill you." His words hung heavy in the air. Sarah's heart sank into her stomach. No matter how many times she'd heard the menacing phrase, she could never get used to it. It had the same affect on her as the first time he'd thrown the ugly words in her face. The familiar sting of bile rose in her throat, and she knew she would deplete the contents of her stomach once she was locked in the safety of their master bath. 'If I make it through this time,' she agonized. Her biggest fear was that one day he would really lose his temper with her. Who knew what would happen then? *This story is an unedited first draft. Top Ranks: Action #1, Mystery and Thriller #1 *This story contains scenes of abuse and may be disturbing to some readers. While the characters are fictional, domestic violence is a serious issue that many people across the world face. If you or someone you know is the victim of abuse, please seek help immediately. Notice: This document is not authorized for upload or use with artificial intelligence systems or platforms. Any attempt to upload, analyze, or process this content using AI technology is strictly prohibited.

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

Everyone knows about Alpha Nicholas. He's the type of man who kills the innocent and recruits the guilty, the type of man who values power and obedience. Darcy's pack has been a victim of Nicholas for as long as she can remember. Once a year, all of the unmated males roam through the packlands on a hunt for their mates to take back to their pack. At the age of eighteen, finally old enough to find her mate, Darcy does her best to lie low, sickened at the thought of being forced into the pack she's despised since birth. That is, until Alpha Nicholas himself claims her. 4.6.17 | #30 in werewolf

Soren McKinin; the disappointment of the family, the child his parents wished did not belong to them, the type fathers warned their daughters not to date. Anger issues, a heartless brute that got into fights and saw the world as dark grey, helpless and pointless lump of rock. He was incapable of happiness, of love. So Soren would fall, he'd fall unnoticed and unwanted. He would fall just like snow. [Book 1 of the Flammable Hearts series] - # winner of the "Best Bad Boy" Award "It awakens feelings in you that you never knew you could feel." PUBLISHED FULLY ON WATTPAD

|#1 in Romance.| 15-5-17 Amelia Primrose. Your typical, carefree and bubbly girl who has been making through thick and thin to provide her sister and herself a better life. Her only dream is love and happiness but she is keeping a past. The one that keeps chasing her no matter where she goes. Forgetting about everything, she heads towards a new life by starting a job in Knight Industries but little does she knows what's waiting for her there? Alarick Noah Knight. The world's most eligible bachelor and CEO of Knight Industries. Heart cold as ice and personality hot as hell. A billionaire who's worth swooning but he's cold, ruthless and a total control freak. For him, money is the most powerful thing in this world. Love? The one word, he despises the most. So what happens when Amelia crosses his path? Will he save her from her past and take away her worst nightmares or will become a part of it? Find out in Mr. Control Freak. WARNING: Will contain explicit and mature content. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. COMPLETED.

Nova can't escape the rich town of Riverside, where a tragedy follows her every step, but she can work to uncover who's been lying to her all these years. ***** When seventeen-year-old Nova Nightingale returns to her late mother's hometown the last thing she expects is to be public enemy number one, but the rumors surrounding her mother's sudden disappearance fifteen years earlier follow Nova everywhere she goes. And to top it all off, the local rich boy, Isaac Royal, is adamant about making her life hell. Surrounded by rumors, lies, and a secret keeping the town on edge, Nova has to figure out why she's hated and why the boy hell-bent on making her suffer seems to be the only person she can trust. Content/Triggering Warning: this story contains themes of suicide and violence [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

Auden was supposed to be ordinary. She moved away from her pack, became a vet, lived a normal life, and only did the occasional business for her pack. After all, she was still family. But Auden was just about as human as any non-shifting werewolf could've been. Until someone broke into her neighbor's apartment, kidnapped an Alpha's younger sister, forced her to take action and meet said-Alpha face-to-face. Things would've probably stayed the same after that - if the Alpha in question wasn't her mate. Forced to join another pack, Auden finds herself trying to find every way to be useful - or even maintain her human life... If only she really was human. Alpha Lucien is protective. Being born to a bloodline of early shifters, Lucien's made his vow to protect his sister and his pack at all costs. His pack is secretive. Hidden from most of the world, the Umbra pack has remained quiet and reserved, peaceful even. And being mated to a human wasn't supposed to be problematic - but humans weren't supposed to be hunted by other... 'werewolves', if that's what those 'things' are. Lucien has always tried to stay away from trouble... So what happens when his mate is the very thing he's trying to stay away from? * "You're coming with me," he said and I pursed my lips, biting into my bottom lip, the action earning a low growl that resonated from his body. I took a deep breath. "Okay..." I said as I looked into his eyes and challenged him, mustering as much strength as I could to resist his damned Alpha command. I stepped forward. "I have a job to do Alpha." I bowed my head. "And... I think I'm going to be late for work, so if you would please move-" I froze. He was way too close. Too fucking close I could feel his breath against my skin. He definitely wasn't going to let me go anywhere. There was only one thing I could do. Run. Quick Author's Note: Currently editing this before I move forward with the next arc - think about it as season 2 comin soon xx _laciela

"What are you doing?" -Seventh "Eating a bowl of soul."-Zero ".........Well then." -Seventh "I meant SOUP. A BOWL OF SOUP." -Zero "Yeah... sure, say it was a typo or blame it on the autocorrect." -Seventh "I'm laughing at my own failure right now." -Zero (Highest Ranking: #4 Humor 7.4.17)