What would you do if you had a month to live? With overbearing parents and inattentive friends, Raegan decides to pack up and leave town for her last few weeks. When things don't go as planned, and she's forced to enrol into a new high school, her last month looks even bleaker than she could have imagined. Along with the new school, comes new friends, and a persistent boy, who she desperately tries to hide her condition from as her time runs out.

Kimberly Jones, better known as Kimber, is new in town. She's the beautiful and smart daughter of a Secret Service member, fully capable of handling herself in any situation. Lucas Vasquez, better known as the town's residing criminal, is shrouded by mystery and sarcasm. With sins stretching behind him almost a mile long, he's dangerous and captivating and the son of the drug cartel's leader. A man to some, a god to others, who cures boredom on a weekend with a murder or two. After dealing with deadly thugs, seductive boys, and impossible midterms, Kimber's life seems to be spiraling out of control and the first semester isn't even over yet. But when she discovers that Lucas is slowly dying and somehow her father is connected to it all, Kimber's first year of college takes a turn for the worst. Can the daughter of a law abiding family join forces with the son of America's most wanted in order to not only save themselves, but also the empire Lucas' father has built while leading the drug cartel? Or will Kimber lose Lucas forever to the secrets and evils surrounding the Vasquez family? Through unbelievable twists and discoveries, Kimber will learn quickly that when the drug cartel descends, blood runs thicker than water. And blood. Will. Run. - © 2016 [P.S- I enjoy writing big, bloody, and heart wrenching endings. You have been warned;) ]

Highest Ranking: #4 My eyes were wide as I slowly got to my feet, turning to yank the dagger that was embedded down to the hilt in the wall, where my head was moments ago. "What the fuck was that for?" I said in shock, completely flabbergasted as I stared at him with a bewildered look on my face. Judging by the shocked expressions on Elliot and Dylan's faces, it looked like they hadn't expected their Alpha to throw a fucking dagger at my head either. Heath flashed his teeth at me in a smile that was more predatory than pleasant. "Just making sure your arm isn't going to be a hindrance to our rescue mission." My jaw dropped. By throwing a fucking dagger at my head? Enraged, I let the burst of anger spur my next actions, and before anyone could so much as twitch, I was across the room, toe-to-toe with Heath, one hand fisting his shirt and pressing him against the edge of the desk and the other holding the blade of the dagger at his neck. I applied the slightest pressure on the blade, shallow enough it wasn't lethal, at least not for a werewolf, and deep enough so blood welled up at the thin cut. "Just making sure this isn't silver," I said mockingly, and I didn't hide my smirk when the wound didn't heal over. "Oh wait," I widened my eyes, feigning shock, "this is silver." I flashed him a wicked grin, completely unrepentant, and his eyes were a thunderous black as he looked down at me. "Oops," I smirked. "My bad."

Kidnapped from her pack and abused since childhood, when Arden finally wanders free into the arms of her mate, how long until her demons come looking for her?

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Now, I've been hungover before. I've experienced the entire earthly spectrum of emotion that comes with the joys of drinking until you can't stand. I've seen, felt, smelt and heard things that upon reflection a sober human being wouldn't necessarily do. There was very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions whilst recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something vile. And I can honestly say that was a first for me. His eyes turned black like ink, his teeth extending to sharp points as dark veins began forming up his neck, crawling to join in a tangled web of visible webbing beneath his skin. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had now become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" --- Danielle Perkins knows more than most about how truly unfair the world can be. After years of training and serving in the military, she is ultimately discharged from duty and settles down for civilian life in the bustling city of New York. A far cry from her terror filled past, it takes some time but she finally begins to get her life back together. That is until she's faced with a world that at no point was she ever trained for, and faced with a man that she was in no way ready for.

Now available on Amazon (paperback & kindle) as well as the three sequels. Every year, each Male Werewolf can choose a mate - and the She Wolf they chooses has no say in the matter. So when the innocent, seemingly young, Gemini Burn turns eighteen she instantly catches the eye of the most infamous Alpha of all - Alpha Layton Vetteriano. Or, as he is better know; the Blood Alpha. The Blood Alpha is cruel, merciless and unforgiving; but can Gemini soften him up with her kind heart and compassionate ways, or will he just ruin her spirit?

Book 1 in the Deviant Creatures Series In the slums of New York City an underground prison sat. The City that Never Sleeps wasn't all it seemed, ruled by the society of the supernatural, the gang wars were pack wars, the drug dealers were carriers for money hungry beasts. But in the midst of all the chaos sat the prison. Everest Peak Penitentiary was renowned for being the most dangerous werewolf prison in the States, all of the traitors, tyrants, and hellions went there. The worst of the worst. Only the strongest survived. You had to fight your way to the top, past the plotting twats and bloodthirsty savages. Right up to the top, to the throne. It was known for that she-wolves never go to Everest. Save for the exception of Olympe Tryker. For years she had been the talk of the supernatural, her crimes horrid, her temper even worse. At the young age of fifteen she had been incarcerated into Everest. And she, like everyone else there, learned the hard way. It was kill or be killed. •Warning - Mature Themes• •cover by Deviation-•

~~ DISCLAIMER ~~ I DO NOT OWN THE VAMPIRE DIARIES, ALL COPYRIGHTS AND OWNERSHIP GOES TO THE CW, JULIE PLEK, KEVIN WILLIAMSON AND LJ SMITH I ONLY OWN ALEX AND ANY OF MY CHARACTERS ~~ If you haven't read Forbidden please go read it as you will be lost through out this book. _______________ Alex is back and more badass then ever, but something's changed, her love for Klaus can't be denied anymore and when Stefan is forced to team up with them what bad could come of it? -EXERT- I looked at my brother and laughed as he threw wolfsbane laced darts at the dart board and in turn the werewolf tied to it as well, I wanted to join the fun but Klaus kept a ready hand on my hips so if I moved he'd pull me back. ~~~ 100k on the 15th of July 2017 ~~~

Neurotic:[noo-rot-ik] Suffering from, caused by, or relating to neurosis. Synonyms: mentally ill, mentally disturbed, unstable, unbalanced, maladjusted, psychopathic, phobic, obsessive-compulsive He's unstable, mentally deranged, possessive, aggressive, and obsessive. Not only has he killed, tortured, robbed, and kidnapped. He's obsessed with a girl he's been stalking for years. The adorable and loving , Malarie Dawson. Yet, there's a twist in their story. Jason will stop at nothing, until he gets her into his arms. Whatever Jason wants, he always gets. Will Malarie learn to love him, and give him a chance, after he forcefully takes her away from her family? Or will she view him as dangerous, along with the rest of the world? Highest Ranking: #8 in Fanfictions Copyright © 2015 Alexis W. All Rights Reserved.