*Completed* *Unedited* With every step he took towards me, I took one back until I hit the edge of his bed. A deep growl rumbled from his throat and I tried to make myself smaller in hopes that he would leave me alone. Being a human, I stood no chance against this beast in front of me. He would tear me apart. His muscles rippled with ease from underneath his shirt; his stance towered over me; his eyes colored with darkness; and I knew he was struggling to keep his wolf contained. "Kitten, don't act all scared. This is what you wanted, isn't it? You've always fantasized about what it would be like to be with a beast like me." His hand approached me slowly and then brushed my hip. I gasped. His teeth grazed my neck and I unconsciously leaned my head away, so he could have more room. "Answer me!" he growled. My chest furiously moved up and down as I tried to calm myself. I shook my head. "Well, Kitten, you're MINE. Whether you like it or not." From a very young age, Mae has been told by her father to stay away from werewolves. They were too rough, too dangerous for humans, but she always had a fascination with them. Damon was the Alpha of the Night Bane pack and he was exactly what Mae's father told her he would be - rough and dangerous. *Not my cover art @ Jojoesart

[ REWRITING ] Erratic, reckless and compelling, Wolf Carter terrifies her; but with a serious escapism mentality, Wolf is exactly what her twisted complex desires. Meanwhile, Wolf himself has taken a liking to the mysterious Valentina Rivers. Unbeknownst to her, he's already made a decision, and can hardly wait to unravel his new play-toy. It's all fun and games until feelings come into play. Soon the game becomes a little more personal, a little more real, and a little too much; particularly when Wolf and Valentina find so much more than they bargained for, in one another. ❝ home isn't always four walls, sometimes home is two eyes and a heartbeat ❞ [ © 2016 - 2018 thatwriterlauren ]

❝ Do you know what's harder than being alive, Willow? It's being alive when you're in love. ❞ ▬▬▬▬ For sixteen-year-old Willow Knight, her life has never been anything more than unextraordinary. So when a mysterious boy shows up at her doorstep one night, claiming that he's been kicked out, she has no idea what to expect. Cade Everett is unlike anyone she's ever met - gorgeous, well spoken, philosophizing and self-loathing. Willow tries to save this damaged boy, all while he pushes her out of her safe life, showing her what it's like to live, and not to just exist. ▬▬▬▬ ➳ Includes some mature themes that may not suitable for those with sensitive disposition. Updated sporadically. Rated 13 + [ 08.06.2016 novel by neces-sarah-ly ] highest ranking, #79 in Teen Fiction !!

Seth's Place: serving dessert, coffee & hugs around the clock. ++++ He cautiously lowers himself down in the seat next to me. I use the sleeves of my sweater to violently rub the tears out of my eyes. If only they'd just stop. My breaths are ragged and I choke on my own words. "I-I I don't need a-anything, t-t thanks." My face is wet and my vision is blurry, but the look on the stranger's face tells me that he isn't going anywhere. "I'm sorry, miss." His voice is calm and soothing, as if he deals with situations like these all the time. "But it's only my first day, and it's my job to make sure that all my customers are happy and satisfied when they leave." I laugh humorlessly. "A-as if food could m-make me f-feel any b-better." I raise both hands to my face, a failed attempt at trying to cover up my hideous state. "Perhaps not," he admits. He counts on his fingers, ticking off one. "So maybe food isn't such a good idea. But how do we feel about coffee?" I finally make eye contact with him, and I can tell that he's genuinely trying to make me feel better. He's not just doing his job. I take a deep, shaky breath. "No, I don't think coffee is going to help me e-either." The stranger frowns slightly, and his brown hair falls in front of his face. "Okay, no coffee either." He ticks off another finger, leaving only one left sticking out. "So as it stands, you've said no to both desserts and coffee, which leads to the only other thing we serve." I blink back tears. "And what's that?" After everything that's happened today, I'm actually quite surprised at how well I'm doing, considering the circumstances. "Do you need a hug?" And that's all it takes for me to fall apart. ++++ In which Seth Wright spends the night trying to piece together Harper Quinn's broken heart. (cover by @SurroundedByThorns)

Accomplishments - #806 in romance - #439 in badboy Ashes, the name that is whispered as he walks through the hall ways. Ashes the name girls moan in their sleep and if they're lucky, in his bed. Ashes, the name that everybody in the small town knew. Nobody knew his name real name, nobody knew anything about him; only what he let them know and it wasn't much. Nobody truly knew him, he was just Ashes. ---- Astrid, the name that could make a smile grace your lips. Astrid the type of girl every mother wanted as a daughter in law. Astrid the name everyone knew in the small town. Everyone knew her name, everybody enjoyed her presence in theirs; as if it was blessing. She was as simple as can be, she was just Astrid. It was a town where nobody knew how an angel could fall in love with the devil. ---- • Beautiful cover by Erotically • Inspired by The Neighborhood's album I Love You • #ProjectBadBoy {1st album book; Ashes To Astrid} {2nd album book; Poisoning Arabella} •CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE•