"It takes two to tango," He murmurs in her ear as she wraps a delicate arm around his neck, her right leg wrapping around his waist as he slowly dips her. "Then take the lead, mi corazón." She whispers as he lifts her back up, their chests pressed tightly to the another as their foreheads lean against each other, lips panting heavily. *** "So, you think you can dance?" "Oh, I can dance. Can you?" "I can, may I have the next dance?" "You may." A Nemi love story.

Jillian's senior year was supposed to be easy, but when her father's job causes the two of them to uproot their life and move to Byrendale, it doesn't take long to realize that the small town is still mourning a tragedy. Meeting Parker was something she didn't expect. He's an outcast, but more importantly, he's been accused of murdering his sister. The more time the two of them spend together, the closer they grow, and Jillian is able to see what everyone else refuses to - he's innocent.

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

In Elemental magic you can be one of four magic types; water, fire, earth, and air. The only problem is Violet is none of these things. Is she what they call a magic dud, or is she something rarer, more powerful, and more dangerous than anyone could have imagined!? Teasers, "Em, most girls sneak out for a boy, you sneak out for a unicorn." I began to cry as it reached for my face."No!" I screamed. "Please No!" I went to pull back the shower curtain, but some nagging thought in the back of my head stopped me. I didn't have a little brother, so why was there a little boy in my bathroom? I gulped and with shaking hands pulled back the shower curtain. "What!? How could that be!?" I yelled, and covered my hand with my mouth. Shouting wasn't such a good idea right at this moment. If someone heard us and came up here to investigate the noise we were making, they would find a boy and a girl, a bloody knife with both their finger prints on it, and a very very dead body. "Don't touch her!" he hissed and lunged at Henry. Running through the night wearing nothing but a flimsy hospital dress, while waving a dismembered hand in his hand, was a strangeness no regular person could hope to inspire to.

Lindy Madison is just a normal, everyday teen. A normal, everyday teen who happens to have a stage mom and a famous brother, that is. When her brother is signed as part of an up and coming boy band, Lindy has no choice but to leave school and begin a new life on the road with her brother's band. As the days pass and tensions grow, Lindy begins to wonder if fame is all it's cracked up to be? And if her brother and his bandmates know what they are getting themselves into?

"Who the hell are you?" A boy demanded. He had tousled, chestnut hair. His green eyes were wide with confusion and red from irritation. The boy was also shirtless, paired with red and blue striped boxers. He was, after all, attractive. His abs shown a deep indent in his chest and I forced my eyes not to linger. "Who are you?" I sputtered. He squinted. "I'd like to think you have the common decency to answer me first. You just sprayed me with mace." I frowned, not enjoying his attitude, and crossed my arms over my chest. "Lindsey. Lavender's best friend." I explained as if he should've known. "Oh I'm sorry that wasn't included in the handbook." He spit. I smirked. "Well I'm sleeping here." "So am I." (Volume 1 of The Run) © 2015 Sydney Wray ~ "YES YES YES I LOVE THIS STORY FOR THIS EXACT REASON!!!! U ALWAYS MAKE ME SO HAPPY." -justanotherfan11 ~ "Soo cute❤️❤️" -lovetoreadlikealways ~ "I love your book The Run it made me have so many emotions your a amazing writer." -katie3214 ~"I love this story so much!!"-KenniTheMutt ~ "omg i can't even...i am hyperventilating..oh god oh god." ~"IM CRYING I DIDN'T EXPECT THAT." -WalkingOnTheMoonlight ~ "WHAT?!?!?!?! U know how I was hyperventilating? Yeah I think I just passed out." -justanotherfan11 ~"My reaction to this chapter: no.......no...NO NO NO NO NOOOOOONOONONOONON!!!!!!" -xxstarbrghtxx

"Where are you, and I'm so sorry. I cannot sleep, I cannot dream. I need somebody, and always this thick strange darkness comes creeping on. So haunting every time, and as I stared I counted the webs from all these spiders; catching things and eating their insides. Like indecision to call you, and hear your voice of treason. Will you come home and stop this pain tonight, stop this pain tonight?" I repeated the familiar Blink 182 lyrics as I lied in my cold, dark room looking towards the cieling; while my drunken father beat on the door. I ignored his screams, his threats, "I need someone to help me." I mumbled to myself; my voice cracking. I rolled over as tears washed over my cheeks, "Ashton you piece of shit!" I heard him scream through the damaged door. Finally, he gave up like normal. I laid in the dark silence, my breathes filling the air. I felt my eyes grow heavy, and then everything went black. - [© 2014, SIERRA LEE. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. THIS WORK CONTAINS MATERIAL PROTECTED UNDER INTERNATIONAL AND FEDERAL COPYRIGHT LAWS AND TREATIES. NO PART OF THIS WORK MAY BE REPRODUCED OR TRANSMITTED IN ANY FORM OR BY MEANS WITHOUT EXPRESS WRITTEN PERMISSION FROM SIERRA LEE.]

the road trip of a lifetime. [ cover by blissom / trailer by blissom ] [ started march 30th, 2013 - ended february 18, 2015 © paulina r. all rights reserved ]

Walking pass these beautifully painted and carved palace walls, the sounds of her high heels clacking against the marble floor as she made her way down alone echoed. Walking towards to the dead end with a door her left hand with nails that is perfectly coated in a dark red she grabs hold of the door handle. Looking behind she sees nothing but emptiness - Closing her eyes which hid her violet eyes she takes a deep breath - She's ready. Yet the question is - is she heading backwards... or forwards?

Completed! This isn't the first time love had a roommate. It's been five years since the death of her parents and 19-year-old Lillian Camel still mourns their loss while battling with mental illness. Cooped up in her aunt's house, she embarks on a one-girl mission to survive university and get her bachelor's degree as a fashion designer. But she is not going alone. She will need the willpower to face the demons that are coming along with her. But a breakdown in the dormitory system sets Lillian off to a decade-old abandoned dorm to room with the mysterious Noah Sky. Friendly, observant, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trait of secrets with Lillian - secrets that haunt his past. However, they're not the only ones. The dorm has a few of its own. [[Word count: 90,000 - 95,000]] Content/trigger warning: Contains semi-mature themes, language and sexual content ©All Rights Reserved