Includes angry rants, ridiculously inappropriate, laugh out loud inside jokes, Nessian sexual tension, one shots, the one & only original Daily Programming Good for Nothing Tools, & more! Warning: if you still aren't caught up with either of Sarah J. Maas's A Court of Thorns & Roses or Throne of Glass, please understand that this contains spoilers. If you do not wanted to be spoiled, then. Don't. Read. This. You have been warned. Let the pain begin . . .

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

This is the sequel to The Alpha's Breeder. Please read The Alpha's Breeder before reading this book. It will not make any sense unless you read the first book. . . . What is a Breeder? What I mean is, what do I classify as? What kind of species am I? Am I still human? Am I considered a werewolf now? A supernatural being? What? "You're just you, Emira. You are whatever you want to be," came Eros' dubious reply. I pouted. . . . WARNING: This book contains explicit sexual content, mature and dark themes that are violent, gory, and explicit. The situations in this book that might make you squeamish, sick, or disgusted. No r*ape. ** Stars at the beginning of a chapter will signify that the chapter contains content not suitable for all ages.

What happens when love doesn't connect to you. When your mother dies in a horrible accident. And your abusive father gets arrested. And you. You get taken away....to an orphanage where they tell you everything will be better. But is it...is everything better? [Highest Rank Fan Fiction: #5] [Current Rank Fan Fiction: #34] #1 under adopted #5 under 5sos

"I'll never meet him, I will never be able to touch him, I will never be able to breath the same air as him, and the worst part is that he doesn't even know I exist. I'm just a fan" highest ranking: #1 in fanfiction

'There is a story that is told where I come from. A story of two Hounds; one of darkness and one of light. These hounds reside in all souls and to truly be good one must starve the Hound of Darkness. But no one starves the Darkness, do they, Belle? No, we feed it the scrapes of our souls hoping no one will notice. Except, some of us don't just stop at the scrapes. No, sometimes, we give in to the comfort of the darkness. Sometimes the Darkness consumes us.' Belle has dreamt of the same Silver-Eyed Beast for months now. She blames it on the cheesy Werewolf romances she's been reading lately but she can't deny the lingering feeling in her chest. She's been moved from place to place with her Aunt Tessa since her Father died in a car accident and she longs to settle in one place and grow some roots. Moving to Water Crest, where a mysterious family member left a large house and shop, is an answer to Belle's dreams.... literally. She has no idea that her life is about to be turned upside down when she learns that Werewolves are more than works of fiction. They're real and that's just the beginning. The Beast is calling, but will she listen? BEAUTIFUL cover by the amazing Mediocer

1887, London: Percy Townsend doesn't want to be married and doesn't want to follow in his father's footsteps and take over as head of the family business. 2014, Denver: Callie Emerson just wants to make it through her senior year of high school alive. Neither of them are prepared for being introduced in the girl's restroom at the mall when Percy inexplicably finds himself in the twenty-first century, and Callie's not too eager to help him get back home.

"Of all creatures that breathe and move upon the earth, nothing is bred that is weaker than man." ― Homer," The Odyssey" (A/N) this story is sort of like the show "reign" but it's very different I promise :) enjoy!

Elena Bridgewater is soon to be betrothed to Robb Stark the eldest of Eddard Starks sons, but how will she find Winterfell and being married to a boy she has never even met?

On the second jump, Claire's bad leg gave way and she felt herself tumbling forward. A cry of surprise escaped her and Claire was certain she was about to topple off the side of the train. Alek, however, moved quickly, catching her mid-fall and keeping her upright, and alive. Claire lifted her eyes to meet his which were wide with alarm. The expression was fleeting, lasting for only a moment before it was replaced by a frown. "You could have fallen," he said pointedly. "I know," Claire breathed, finding her thoughts drifting to the strong arm wrapped around her waist. A flush rose to her cheeks and she was grateful for the biting wind that masked her reaction. "Thank you." "You need to be more careful," he continued, his eyes locked on hers, bright and haunting in the silver glow of the moon overhead. "I will," Claire assured him, her heart skipping in her chest. "I promise." ------ 1st Place in the Chaos Awards 2nd Place in the Mystic Awards 2nd Place in the Stella Luna Awards 2nd Place in the Talent Awards 2018 Highest Ranking #1 In Steampunk Found on the official Wattpad Fantasy account featured reading list "Wintery Worlds"