Jonas Is a writer that has had a lot of best selling books and finds himself unable to write. He moves to a remote town to try to rekindle his muse. When supernatural events occur, he must try to keep his sanity (Pg-13 language and violence)

She just wants to be a sport journalist. She is always interviewing the best players in our Uni and sometimes she ends up dating them, but they always break her sweet heart. I would never do that, but she would never interview me even less date me because I'm just a regular football player in the team. I'm not the best, but I want to be. I want her to notice me. This year I'll be the best one. This year she will notice me. {AU Fan Fiction}

She's not your typical girl. Pushy? Maybe. Quiet? Only when angered. Short tempered? Without a doubt. Fearful? Yes. Content? Most of the time. A hero? Not in the slightest chance. Audin Bellarose is a loose living teen battling her way though hectic high school. She has her crazy group of friends, a man she deeply loves, her mixed up family, and a job worth quitting for the sake of sanity. Audin likes her sweet simple life in southern Alabama, but what happens when she crosses paths with a rebel with nothing to fear. Harley Matthews wrecks Audin's life taking her on adventures of a life time. But what will happen when she's finds out his darkest secret. All of her values are put to the test, and maybe, just maybe she can pull though to be his hero, but maybe she can't.

**Revamped Description** So let's say history has a bad habit of repeating itself. Charlotte Blake has suffered a series of devastating losses and would kill to be just ordinary. Well ordinary is kinda hard to do when you discover you belong to a werewolf hunter bloodline, or better yet, that you're mated to the very thing you're destined to destroy. The stakes run high and the tables are constantly turning. Can Charlotte manage the impossible? Can she love a monster and honor her ancestors? But let's not forget, history has a bad habit of repeating itself, and well, the past was never too pretty.