Darkness is creeping in from the edges of the empire. A threat that has been all but lost to history is rising again. Cassia Auralius is the first female Heir of the Empire of Metus to not abdicate her right to the throne. Behind her is a line of warrior-kings and sacred laws. Before her is an uncertain future painted in blood. Opposed by her father and challenged by her brothers, Cassia must first prove herself worthy of the throne gifted by the gods. Ancient trials--trials she must not fail--will test her strength, both of her mind and her heart. The first trial--three long travel years cut off from her family and her own nobility--will soon begin. If Cassia can survive, she will be one step closer to her throne. A throne that will soon be under a threat she could never have imagined. Cassia will need allies, both common and strange to defeat this threat. If she fails in this, she will lose not only her throne, but her empire. Amazing cover by @StormRidden Copyright © 2019

I could feel the dried leaves crunch under my toes. The woods may have looked the same to someone else, but I knew where I was going. I always knew where I was going. I could feel my breath being exhaled every time I stretched my legs to run farther. Run, run, run. My dark long, brown, curly hair was being fluttered by the wind and I loved the feeling of it being whipped in the air. Almost there. I could almost see it. Oh the air smelled so enticing here. I felt as if I could do anything. My feet were so use to the Earth's ground and like always, I felt at home in the woods. They're getting closer, I could hear them. They were loud and disturbing. The river. I could see it now. I threw myself into the water and swam to the other side. I couldn't help a smirk that slid onto my face. As I pulled myself out of the water, I saw the pack barely making it from the side of the river I came from. I turned around and faced four, breathless men, seperated by the river. "Too slow. Go back to your territory, for I am no longer in yours." I smiled at that. "What's your name?" One of the men said. His voice was stern and somewhat humiliated, not that I really cared. My head turned to look back at them and the Alpha, I had the biggest smile that I couldn't seem to hold back. "Alaska." And I started to sprint towards the trees once more.

Monophobia- an acute fear of being alone and having to cope without a specific person, or perhaps any person, in close proximity. This 'closeness' might mean in the same house or flat or even in the same room. Seventeen year old Carriel Carter is as inexperienced as can get when it comes to relationships or anything romance related. All thanks to the asshole she's known since childhood who goes by the name Tristan Starkz. Tristan never misses any opportunity to not only harass her, but make her life a living nightmare. But when desire flares between them and Tristan's once teasing looks turn to heated passionate gazes, things are borne to get complicated. Especially when Tristan starts acting strange and weird things start happening everywhere he goes. Then new guy arrives in the form of Colton Delango and sets his sight on Cariel, things start spinning out of control. MAJOR hidden secrets start unraveling and her world slowly starts to fall apart. I have so much in my head so far going for this story that if I were to write a decent summary, I'd not only give away the main points but end up giving myself a headache. So just read on. It will be unique I'll give you that. So just try it. ***••All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without written permission from NaughtyRosie!••***

MATURE CONTENT!! 18+ 'Two sexy men, one pool, one girl and the burst of sensual testosterone and endless pleasure.' Vladimir and Ivan are Leona's childhood friends, as well as the inspiration for every sensually inappropriate thought that every trespassed her naughty thoughts. But there's more going on with these two than it meets the eye. When the heated hot, sensual caresses of fate thrust Leona into and endless new world of secrets, deceit, and untamed desires, she discovers the two men she thought she knew hold more than a handful of secrets. And their greatest yet, could strip her of not just her freedom and survival in this new world, but her heart. The desires are raw, the chase is on, and their journey had only just begun. Untamed Desires All Rights Reserved!

*®*Mature readers only please..*®* "Come with me. Just give us tonight. Please Kelly." he said making me look back up to find his eyes burning into mine. His hand was outstretched towards me. The choice to take it, mine. I gulp, as my heart rate thumped wild and untamed. Just like him and the way his touch erupted the wild hunger within me. Before I could think much about it, I was reaching a quivering hand towards his. Heat erupted when his hand touched mine and I let in a sharp inhale of air. Those eyes burned into mine as his hand circled around my much smaller hand and he smiled softly. Taken away yet again by those captivating blues, I was soon letting him lead me forward. *°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*° ****From my one shots*** !ALL RIGHTS RESERVED! DO NOT PLAGIARIZE ANY OF MY STORIES!!

I swallow hard and open the door, mindful of the sores on my hand. It's just Cole. He smiles grimly at me. "Hey." The attempted smile vanishes after that. He stares at my hands. "What happened to you?" "Rain," I say, keeping it short. He nods once and stands straighter so his fourteen-foot wingspan can collapse more comfortably on his back. "There's a new guy in town," he says and I stiffen. "Can you believe it? Actually someone new for a change." "In town....like in the Market?" I ask to clarify. He nods and my heart sinks into my gut. Rilind is an idiot if he thinks he can walk freely in our dark streets. But that isn't what sickens me. It's knowing that my brother is with him. Right now. If Rilind is discovered, my brother is as good as wingless. <><><> Black. So much black. Our wings. Our clothes. Our sky. Darkness is all we've ever known. Any mention of Light is forbidden, punishable by life in prison--or worse. All that changes when a strange man comes to the city. Not only does he wear a coat of a rare color, but his wings are white. And if white wings and color are more than just a myth, could the same be said about Light? But the man did not come to our city by chance. There was a spoken prophecy from long ago that someone would soon rise up and defeat the Darkness once and for all. The Darkness already knows what role each of us must play. Will Light shine in the city? Or will Darkness win...again?

When you think of a hero, you think of someone like Steve Rogers. Tony Stark. Clark Kent... Peter Parker, even. You certainly wouldn't think of someone like Axel. Axel Rosemary. Dyed blue hair, shaved at the side. Rings pierced through his lip, nose, and the tops of his ears. That's what he is though, and dang proud. He's kept his home, Brooklyn, the place he's grown up in, safe since he was fifteen. He's avoided life-threatening injuries. Now, though, after five years of protecting, after five years of being known as Distortion, after five years of successfully using his Telekinesis to protect those around him with all his might, after five years of building his reputation as a hero, a hero who can be looked to, who has a hot-headed personality, who can be trusted... He's been hurt. Knocked down. He won, of course he won, but he's hurt. With a deep gash in his side, he has nowhere to go. His friends are too far away, and his parents are six feet below. So now, he heads to where he's sure will be his down-fall. A man he's fought since he was fifteen. A man who he prays won't kill him in his time of need. He most certainly didn't expect to wake up on a couch, stitched up and safe. -Hello! This is my first story here. This is inspired by a prompt I found on Pinterest. I wrote a bit of a story and, after getting much praise, decided to post it on here. I hope you all enjoy! This will have some triggering mentions and subject matters, though I promise I will put up warnings before the subjects come up! I hope you give my story a chance, and I encourage any advice you can give to improve my writing! Also, I do intend on changing my story cover. I found this picture in a Google search, but will change it once I can make, or get, an original picture for this story. See ya'll!-

What do you do when you're in a crisis? A financial crisis? A) Borrow money off someone B) Find a job C) Try sell yourself Caliana Hart, like any normal girl, chose option C. But she's made the mistake of choosing the wrong man to mess with. Temporary cover: ayeitsning

"He was unstoppable; killing everything in his path, he brought infinite darkness, everywhere he went. He was blinded by darkness and evil; he couldn't see, not until the beautiful creature he was strangling, shot her eyes open as she took her last breath. The dark clouds that seem to always follow him rained hard over his warriors and him, letting all know; an Alpha's Luna; was dead." +Both the rough draft & the rewritten version included inside+ *Rough Draft Completed The rewritten version is being posted in the second section with ✓. «This book is written in 1st person POV» 100K reads | 10/30/16 Thank you so much for half a mil.

Elvira has her life living in a concrete cell. Kept enslaved as a pet to her Master Elvira has never known anything besides pain and suffering. Brainwashed into thinking that she deserves it all and is indebted to her Master for what he has "given" her she has never tried escaping and never will. But when the compound she is being kept at is attacked she finds herself being taken back to the pack's lands. One day a stranger enters Evira's life and will change it forever. What will happen when she learns exactly why it was that she was taken with them in the first place.