I'm sorry if this story is bothering you. But if it is, it's clearly not meant for you. "What's depression like?" A friend once asked. I didn't know what to say. Because when people ask you things like "What's wrong" and "How are you?" and "Can I help you?" I never know what to say. I end up lying. I end up answering "nothing" and "Fine" and "No". Though what I really want to answer is "Everything" and "I'm not okay" and "Yes, please". What depression is like? Writing what it's like is easier than telling what it's like. Only a few will totally understand what it's like. And for those people I wrote this.

Growing up with her parents, separate from a pack, Greta never suffered the misogynistic way of life, so normal for other wolves. Unfortunately, this small idyll was not able to last forever. Despite being a legal adult when her parents die, due to archaic Werewolf Council laws, Greta is forced to live with her cold grandparents. The Stone Mountain Pack lives up to its name, and are as unmoving and unchanging as the very same Stone Mountain they live under. They follow the Old Ways to a fanatical degree and everything is so far removed from what Greta was used to, that life becomes very difficult indeed. How will she cope with this new life? She hopes for a progressive mate like her father. One that would take her away from this outdated way of living. But will she get what she wants? This story is COMPLETED. I occasionally add a bonus chapter which is why it says otherwise. All rights reserved Copyright to VedaPettigrew Copyright to Christie Deegan Highest Rankings #1 in Discipline #1 in Misogyny #1 in Oldways #1 in Rogues #1 in Lycan #11 in Rebel #10 in Werewolf

Mushrooms: They're soft, silky, white and super evil. Walmart: It's a place you go grocery shopping. You don't necessarily like it, but it gets the job done. Enter me: An outgoing, bubbly girl with flowing locks of golden hair and eyes as deep as the ocean bl- Ha! Just kidding. But seriously. How did a girl like me: Green dull eyes, boring brown hair and a piercing on her eyebrow get kidnapped? Yes, you heard right. Kidnapped. As in stolen. From a small town. During Winter. In Walmart. WALMART. It's a little insulting if you ask me. _____________ Welcome to the world of Humor lovely! My description may not be good, but if you give the story a chance I'm sure you'll love it :)

Just read the prologue, my dudes. Contains mature content and mental BDSM, 18+.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

You haven't seen your high school teacher since the summer before you left for college, and over time you've not kept up too much contact. Suddenly he's teaching your college class and it's like you're in high school all over again. Sequel to Mr. Cerulli. Note this fan fiction is R rated every single chapter, 18+ years or older to read. Disclaimer: I want to make it absolutely clear, this is fanfiction, and getting involved in a relationship with your teacher whether you're in high-school or college is not okay, and if someone older propositions you or expects "extra credit" such as this book describes, IMMEDIATELY report them. Not only is there more than likely something extremely wrong with that person, it's illegal, and in so many ways very damaging. So don't let this book romanticize the idea of it, or make anyone think that it's acceptable.

Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf When eighteen year old Josephine Evans is out in the woods with her pack, they didn't expect to stumble across the biggest, baddest pack terrorizing another pack. Just when they're about to assist the terrorized pack, the alpha of the infamous pack approaches them. Theo Lupine is not known for his mercy, so when he walks right past her alpha and straight towards her, Josephine isn't sure what to do. But Theo knows exactly what to do with Josephine. "You are not allowed to run away." He growls at me and I glare up at him. "Keep in mind that you belong to me. You can hate me, but you can't leave. You are mine." ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Copyright© 2020

"I'm tempted to risk everything, to lose everything for you, because it's only been you, it's always ever been you" Max Evans in now a 23 year old man already finished college and is just finishing up at uni he has been through a lot. He may be still the baby faced cutie but he is Not the same crybaby he was in High School he has had to toughen up over the years. Join Max on his journey as he meet new faces and what happens when he meets a not so new face? he know he shouldn''t, I mean how could he? but he is tempted as hell.

Erick and Max are finally living the lives they have been dreaming of in New York and they are happy...genuinely happy. But for Max and Erick trouble seems to follow them everywhere. With devastating secrets exposed and one enemy determined to find happiness out of their sadness, finally be the last straw for Max and Erick Find out in the final story His Old Toy