Book 1 of (The Awakening Series) {#1 Supernatural} {#1 Paranormal} {#1 Lycans} {#1 Vampire Romance} {#5 Royalty} The world went to shit long before I was born. Humans like me use to believe other species were nothing more than fictional characters, myths, or figures of one's imagination. But that was before vampires left the shadows and decided to reveal their species to the world. I've been told that teenage girls use to fantasize about being swooshed off their feet by those mysterious creatures. Insane. Matter of fact, insane would be an understatement, they were fucking lunatics. Vampires are not some fictional character that would love you like no other. No, vampires are not some sort of myth, and they most certainly are not, a figment of anyone's imagination. They are very real, and they despise the human race. In fact, they have enslaved my entire species and formed a new world. Each continent is owned by a ruthless, bloodsucking, barbaric, the vampire king. Every single one of them has played a part in the war of the awakening, showing no mercy, killing without question. Humans didn't even stand a chance. Our army and world leaders were killed or imprisoned in less than a couple of days. They slaughtered my race, but it didn't stop there. No, that was only the beginning of human suffering. Trust me when I say the death was truly a kindness, because anyone who survived the awakening, would beg for death. I was positive that my suffering would come to an end when I turned eighteen. I was hoping and praying to be marked as a feeder, nothing more, nothing less. Death was the only way out of this world. You see, all of the kings who ruled over the earth were cruel and calculating. They are all tyrants in their own right and they all answered to one vampire. Who was known as the most barbaric of them all and I was marked as his chosen. The King of all Vampire Kings. Cover Created By:Autumn Sewell (Currently Being Edited by: Iryshlily

(Complete) Eric's lips brush mine, a slow, light action that already has me hooked. A comforting warmth engulfs my body, spreading from limb to limb like wildfire. His sweet lips move delicately with my own, the caress of his lips softer than I could have imagined. It is over too soon as he drifts away. "Now was that so difficult?" Eric murmurs as I try to register what just happened. <> <> <> While trying to see the best in everyone, Isabella finds herself battling against her own mind. After an attack on her pack, she has to choose between her newly discovered Alpha mate and her beloved, younger sister. Her heart is in the palm of his hand--though she struggles to admit it--but that doesn't mean he won't crush it. It is a game of trust, and she cannot afford to lose. WARNING: An older story of mine. You may run into many technical errors, plot holes, or cringe. You have been warned! All rights reserved Copyright © 2017 Enjoy!

Well, you could stare at a white wall until you were blue in the face, it would never be more than a white wall. The same was true for the master vampire. A vampire was a vampire was a vampire. Period. (Anna Johnson)

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.

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Ronnie Radke is my dad.

This is the sequal to "Good Girls Bad Guys" I am NOT finishing this story due to me not being interested in writing fancfics anymore. ---------------------------------- I'm Casey Joseph Radke. The son of Ronald Joseph Radke and Alexandria Danielle Radke. My mother died when I was five. But that was eleven years ago. Its 2023. My dad, Ronnie Radke, is thirty-nine years old. And I am sixteen. We live on the west coast, in Cali. When I was five we visited my mothers grave. My father was heart broken. He made a promise to never see anymore women or sleep with anyone. He kept that promise to This day. I'm proud of him. I understand my mom was his true love and everything. But I want him to get re-married. He won't listen to me, he says he keeps his promises. Today is the eleven year anniversary of my mothers death. And my dad. He is crying in his room. He never cries only on This day. And he won't admit to crying. His band Falling in Reverse is number two on the charts. Craig Mabbit is in jail for shooting my mother in the left thigh eleven years ago. Escape the Fate is no longer a band. It all Fell apart. No original members and they changed their name to "The Screamers" I hate their music. It makes me want to rip their heads off and sell them on Ebay. You can't understand their words. Don't me wrong. I love screamo. But their stuff isnt music. They only have drums as an instrument and their lyrics are about clothes. I dont understand them. But This is my story. About my shitty highschool life, about my summer romance, and how my father struggled not to go back into drugs and alcohol. Or not to end his life right there. This is my journey through hell. So read on my dear and you shall see what ive gone through.

My mom died in a car crash a couple weeks ago, i never new who my father was until her will was read. Max Green is like my brother, but will one little thing change my life?

I wrote this while in middle school, sorry for all the grammatical errors and sorry for the cringy worthy material.