Joy didn't have any hope that she would get anywhere in life . She never meet anyone that really gave the motivation to be strong but herself. But when she meets a group of new people her life changes. For good or worst?

He was making me stutter as his little pout was making me feel guilty. His hands exploring my lower back, going down to my ass- his bottom lip still poking out. "I think you're a bit nervous, hm?" He bit his lip seductively as he whispered hoarsely in my ear "And I can feel yourself gettin' a bit.. Wet, huh?" His palm cupped my little lady, rubbing it softly. "You missed me, didn't you?" He smiled "Yes" I admitted, squeezing my thighs together "Cordyn, stop" I poked out my bottom lip- already craving his tongue to be inside me. He sucked on my neck, rubbing me faster as I moaned, my inner thighs tightening together. "I missed you so much," He whined, my breathing hitched All Rights Reserved Copyright © 2015 xxLuckyCharmedxx

In the land of gods and monsters I was an angel; living in the garden of hell. Tyler King- the most powerful vampire on earth, the King of all vampires. Shae Valentine, a simple quiet oblivious human girl and Tyler's after her to stake his claim. In everything he did, he always was surrounded by a darkness. He didn't think anyone could change that. But she did. Shae Valentine made him feel things he never knew was possible. She made him explore new things and love. She was his saving grace. Just as he was hers. Even the Vampire King has a weakness. Highest rank: #1 in vampire 7/11/16 Amazing cover by: @ellysmithy *book 1 of the 'crimson' series* *completed as of 1/3/17 *needs to be majorly edited NO TRANSLATIONS YOU WILL BE IGNORED

He looked at me smirking causing me to smile too tilting my head in curiosity. "Why are you so interested in me?" He chuckled walking closer me pulling me close to him. "You're so stunning I just can't stay away." I giggled looking him in his eyes shaking my head. "We're total opposites..." "We'll make it work." He had a huge smile while I playfully rolled my eyes from him cutting me off. I pulled him into a kiss causing him to grab my face deepening it. Something about X I just can't stay away and neither can he. Opposites attracts? I'm so innocent compared to him he been through hell and back. He's insane and I'm the closest thing to sane. I try to keep his sanity while he pushes and slightly makes me lose mine. (This a y/n; your name, story.) ©Majesticbarbie

Every year a student is chosen to get a scholarship to graduate at the official Werewolf Committee. No one gets to meet or even see the high society wolves unless they are lucky enough to be born into a family of wealth, or to be chosen as a scholarship graduate. Elina Weitzel is the year's chosen scholarship graduate and she is the person who was least expected to be chosen. However even if she doesn't know it, she has the qualities the Werewolf Committee were looking for: Confidence, Academic, Athletic, Ambitious, and Compassionate. Little does she know, one of the powerful Alphas turns out to be her mate. [Highest Ranking; #1 Werewolf #1 Teen fiction] [Currently in featured section]

Oneshots involving the characters in "The Story of the Vampire, L". Messy, funny, and sidebar scenes which don't fit in the proper, serious book. Original story "The Story of the Vampire, L" here: http://www.wattpad.com/story/31052947-the-story-of-the-vampire-l

He looked over at me in the dimness, fingers loose in my grip. "You are hurting me," he said, without interest. He had caked powder on his already pale skin, all of one shade except for points made by a hot pencil. Though it was no longer the mode at court, the new fashion more ostentatious and overdrawn, he still favored it, and as I did. My fingers crept up his wrist. I felt rough punctures, half healed and raw, a scattering of them, and I pulled. Laurent could not resist, weakened by the drawing of his blood. My vocal cords had been severed by the younger one's teeth, and so I could not speak, but I pushed up his sleeve, the luxury of his white linen, and found his arm colored like a polluted river. I touched the bites with my fingertips, ten, fifteen, twenty. "I have felt your judgment already," L whispered, trying to pull his arm back, "I have felt it these now two hundred years. Judgment judgment. Cry not. Is it pity? You are a cold thing, without heart, to judge me for what I do. Prideful toad." His arm muscles worked against my grip beneath his blood bruised skin. "Unhand me. Wretched, lye-broken flesh." After a time, he made a sound like a trapped fox, a dying child's keen, and gave up, lying back on the bed such that his hair fell across my face. My other hand found his neck and stroked him. "You will not know what it feels like, good heart," he said to me, softly, doing me one of his gentle nips of an insult, "for love to change you in an instant." He relaxed under my stroking, and his tone softened. "I only meant to help him die." ** After his untimely death, the story of the vampire "L" comes together. Devotees tell the story from many points of view across history, painting a portrait of a man crushed by great loves, desperation, and the indifferent march of time. featured 3/9/16 complete 8/31/16 Editing, as of 5/11/2018. Log: 0/129 chapters edited. 0 added. Cover by @ferret-bird

Ebony is haunted by the voice of a man who claims she is his long lost bride. ⭐️Number #1 in Vampire⭐️