One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se

He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.

Disclaimer: This fanfiction does not belong to me. I take no credit for it. All credit goes to H28 on www.onedirectionfanfiction.com also known as Han-rawrr on twitter! Please do not report it because I have given credit where credit needed! I did not write it!

Having been a runaway at 16, Venus makes her living as a waitress in a small town, with small minded people, barely making enough to survive. When town mystery Demetri Williams saves the young waitress from a near death experience on her way home, what will she do when his secrets begin to unravel in her very hands? Her life takes a twisted turn as she discovers what she was made to do, how she was made to do it. But why? Why her? Why was she chosen to dictate one of the most lethal of wars between the supernatural? Warning -Profanity -Sexual content

one was shy, the other was sad, together they were the two who loved art, both with rosy cheeks and caring hearts. [highest ranking]: #4 in short story 6.24.15 book one of the "nameless" series

Wolf Duology Book One I've been rejected, hated, and abused ever since I could remember; but never once loved. I live in constant fear of what the next day will bring but chances are I might not be alive to see the sun's rising or experience another morning's cold breeze. If I don't die from the constant beatings, I'm just as sure I'll die from the rejection and humiliation I receive everyday; that unlike them the beatings cause emotional damage too. I'm okay with dying, in fact I welcome the idea, if it wasn't for my wolf or my precious little miracle, I wouldn't be here today. I'm broken in every way possible including my heart, it's as damaged as me and the only who can repair me is my mate but even the idea of having a mate and what he'll bring to my life scares me. Love? Rejection? Hope? Only time will tell and let's just hope it's not to late for me. Copyright © 2024 Aswan Rush All rights reserved ®

"Aries." A name that sent chills down the spines of every man that lived to tell. He's charming for sure, has a twinkle in his eyes that can only be described as warmth hotter than sunlight on amber, but don't let that glimmer fool you. For the warmth of his eyes are of a power hungry man. A man who's thirst for blood reigned over empires for centuries before and more centuries to come. Because he was no man. He was a beast. The strongest and most feared beast of all. Pack leaders pleaded at his feet. He killed to feel alive. Feeding on the blood of the defenseless, with no heart. Some say the moon goddess was cross with him and never blessed him with a mate. For who could be a mate to a monster? ~ He was the sun, and she was the moon. Soaring too close, she burned into a thousand flames.☯ ~ Rated R [Read at your own risk] Do not copy my book or i'll report you! Rank #1 in Werewolf.

Jack's life has always been weird. With the stereotypically snobby rich parents that never pay attention to her and gave her a boy's name, to the mysterious butler that shows up on her front porch, to the two wolves that keep coming to her house. Jack is a Vet Tech at the local clinic up in the Montana Mountains. When the Vet is on a call and two abnormally gigantic wolves show up at her clinic, Jack must take the lead and help them before it's too late. With the help of her best friend Micah and her pet baby raccoon named Critter, her life gets better. But of course it gets ruined when her cheating ex-boyfriend wants her back. ------------------------------------------------ River is the alpha of the Black Moon Pack up in the mountains. He and his beta were on patrol when they were ambushed by a giant group of rogues. Lucky for them they made it to a running path. When two runners spot the bleeding wolves, they call the local clinic that Jack works at. When River sees Jack for the first time, time freezes. He knows right then and there that Jack is his mate. And he'll do anything to get her. Even if it means showing up in his wolf form in her backyard every night. Ya. So copying this story will not be tolerated. Fair warning ya Highest Ranking: #9 in Werewolf

Sequel to dark. Disclaimer: This fanfiction does not belong to me. I take no credit for it. All credit goes to H28 on www.onedirectionfanfiction.com also known as Han-rawrr on twitter! Please do not report it because I have given credit where credit needed! I did not write it!