Ophelia Masters can't seem to get this love thing correct. She wants a normal man, but they are so mind-numbingly boring, that she's given up on them, too. Then along comes Ian Fisk...a sexy-as-sin, blind artist that wants nothing more than to sweep Ophelia off her feet...and into his bed. She struggles with his attention, and he refuses to back down. Blindness isn't always a handicap, unless you decide not to see.

Against my better judgment, I answer, "Look I told you, you have the wrong number," I say a bit too harshly. "I wish I was the girl you were looking for but I'm not." "You do, huh?" His husky voice fills my ear again and I shiver. What the hell is he going on about? "What are you talking about?" I ask confused. "That you wish you were the girl I was looking for," he says amused. I groan remembering exactly what I said and palm my face, "I said that huh?" "Uh huh!" *** Fallon Mathews is a waitress who works entirely too hard and too much. She is pretty, smart, and not shy. Alexander Grant is the owner of one of the hottest clubs around- which just so happens to be the same club that Fallon likes to go to in her free time. Oh did I also mention that he is the son of a well-known CEO? A billionaire? No!? Well, he is. He isn't a player, but he does sleep around a lot. After all, he is single. What happens after he is given the wrong number that just so happens to be, Fallon's? Love, friendship, heartache, drama, and tragedy all in one! **WARNING** There most likely will be lots of errors! This story is for mature readers ONLY! [18+] **This story contains violence, strong sexual content, strong language, and adult themes.** If you do not like these things, please do not attempt to read them. Thank you! Readers discretion IS advised!!! This story belongs to me and is ONLY posted on Wattpad and should not be found anywhere else. Please inform me if you see this story anywhere other than on here and under my profile, thank you!

"I don't want you to mark me" I said quickly. "Why?" he asked me, his tone seemed calm but i knew he was far from it. "I have a commitment towards my pack" I told him, hoping he'll understand but to my astonishment his eyes were dark now and he held his palms in a tight fist. "You are my mate Templar, you belong to my pack" he said in a condescending tone. My blood boiled at the tone he was using with me. Nobody talks to me like that. Nobody. "Do not use that tone with me, Everett. You are not my Alpha, I respond to-" none, i was about to say, but had to bite my tongue to change that. I was not ready to tell him that I'm the sole White Shifter, not ready to tell him I'm The Alpha of my pack. So i lied, again.

❝ Wait," I say, backing away. "Let me get this straight- you're Santa Clause?" I stare at the boy no more than a couple years older than me. He had to be kidding. He rolls his eyes, his handsome face illuminated by the lights on the tree. "Well when you put it that way, I suppose." The candy cane i am sucking on falls from my lips, clattering to the floor. "B-But where's the beard, the overflowing fat and the HO HO HO?" He snorts, a charming smile on his lips as he tugs on the end of my Santa hat. "Sweetheart, it's all just the Santa Clause Act.❞ ~*~ p.s. The current cover was made by Isasecret Ranking: short story #9/ Teen Fiction: #56

First love is an amazing thing. Most people find their first loves in high school, as did Lylah. She believes in her heart that her boyfriend is her one and only, her first love. They've been together for two years and are in their last year of high school with a bright future ahead. There are no secrets between them, which is why Lylah knows, though she may be his current love, she is not his first. That position belongs to a girl from his past, but not someone she has to worry about because he has moved on with her and he couldn't be happier. So what happens to her perfect little world when a new student transfers to their school? A new student who happens to be a blast from her boyfriends past. His first love. Choices are made, hearts are broken, and new feelings are awakened. Who will walk off hand in hand with Lylah to their happy ever after? Her first love, or a new love...

Allisson Harley felt like she snapped right of a thriller novel. The sixteen year old beauty was far from perfect. She was a victim of domestic violence that made her an orphan and left her with horrible scars. Sixteen year old Hunter Vaughn was a golden boy whose life was once perfect.Handsome, rich and with a genius IQ, he felt that there were was nothing he couldn't do. But a tragedy took away his perfect life... along with the gift of sight. When they met, they were both running away from their nightmares. Though Hunter was blind, he looked past Alice's scars and saw how beautiful she is. She was his angel. He was hers. Hunter went away with a promise that once he returns, he will be capable of protecting her. But once he got his sight back, is he still willing to keep the promises he made her? Will he still look past the damage that her nightmares had caused her? Or will he go back to his perfect life and leave her in the hands of a new angel who took his place when he left?

Maddy was only thirteen when her father sent her to a boarding school in London. Now seventeen, she's back to her old life, or so she thought. Her Dad is still in charge of an all-boys football camp, which was and is a pending nightmare. Now the boys that ignored her, and the girls that hated her, are all grown up. How will she be treated now that the braces are off and the ponytails are gone? And the hardest question of all...when the people and secrets of her past begin to resurface, will she be able to cope? An interesting story ruled by battles of the sexes, and coming of age. Read Camping on the Borderline.

DO NOT READ! UNDER SLOW MAJOR RECONSTRUCTION. Summer can be a beginning or an end. For Kailah, it was both. She's hated boys ever since she can remember and it was just her luck that she happens to be stuck with a best friend who just can't seem to have enough of them (boys, that is). Looking forward to one last summer camp before her senior year, Kailah hopes to enjoy it as much as possible without pervy, messy boys getting in her way. Then a boy named Ian came along (shocker, not). He's your man. Handsome, popular, a jock (surprise, surprise?), nice and smart to boot. (You see where this is going?) Love started and a long-time hate towards the male species ceased (I think). One summer. One camp. One hot season that changed their lives. P.S. There are some extra chapters. I hope you read them but not before finishing the book though. Nobody likes spoilers. Actually, I love spoilers. But anyway, enjoy. (:

Fiona Pearce is the kind of girl who can never say no to anyone. As long as she can do something to help out, she'll do it in a heartbeat. So when her father faces a problem and asks for her help to find her missing brother, Finn, in a school where he works at, she's more than willing to extend a hand and go the extra mile. She sets off on a journey to find the missing boy in a population of a four hundred and sixty-five. The only problem is, Corner Stone High School is not just an ordinary high school. It is an exclusive school... for boys. Will she find him? Or will she be found out? And as she gets things straight, will something unexpected happen? Tossing the coin of luck and fate, she ventures to find the answers herself.