"You're my little girl understand princess?" Leah Emer is 21 years old who lives by herslef in LA. She hides her little side from the world but she soon won't have to. One day Leah was reading on the floor in the isle of a book store when she saw a man leaning on a book shelf smiling at her. "What are you looking at princess?" "I'm not your princess." The man smiled to himself and laughed. "Soon you will be."

[HIGHEST RANK #1 in WEREWOLF 14/10/2016] A girl who had been on the run for eight years had no intention to stop now and having a mate was not something she looked forward to. But fate has a twisted sense of mind and usually delivers us things we dread the most, even if it does happen to be a six foot something handsome and rumoured heartless Alpha male whose grey eyes were something from the fairy tales. ... She tries to run away, but how far can you run when your soulmate is the other way? ... Featured on wattpads 'what's hot list' first on: (12/05/2016) Cover by: sublime- Category: Werewolf, cause there isn't one called cliché ;)

**[AVALIBLE ON KINDLE + AMAZON IN PAPERBACK AND EBOOK 1/10/2025]** Running from the captivity of an unrelenting sinister past, Lacy Summers falls prey to the fierce and mysterious forces of ex-con, Johann Silvetti. Unable to control their lust, she's thrust into his world of sin. As the addiction becomes dangerous, she finds herself battling between fighting for freedom and surrendering to her desires... Previously known as 'The Criminal'.

Book 1 in Latrommi Series - Seth and Serina's Story This is for mature readers only. R-RATED. Update: 2nd and 17th of every month Excerpt: "You're mine until I say otherwise. You're not marrying anyone" he said in a dangerous voice then grab her right hand, took out the ring and throw it at the man's feet, now standing but with split bleeding lips. He smile dangerously, still not satisfied with that one punch. He want to kill the man but he have more important thing to do. He needs to stake his claim now! He will own every inch of her and everyone will know it. *** AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey Bellas! I just want to inform you that I am now part of the Wattpad Creator Program (yehey🥳), hence, I will start posting 2 chapters of TPM every month! With that said, let me state that this book is complete and if you want to read the book, you can join me on Patreon or check it out on Amazon Kindle. You can find the link on my bio. Thank you for reading and support!! Ciao, bellas

"You're a what?" Devin's full lips frowned as she eyed the man that only stood 3 feet away from her. "A sex therapist. Now please fix your expression, Miss Rodriguez." His creamy baritone responded agitatedly as she shook her head from side to side. "I need therapy, sir. Not any fucking dick." She growled, attempting to make a full exit out of the office, but not before she felt his large strong hands cup her small tiny wrists. He spun her around gracefully, his head dropping down to the space between their heads as his husky Burberry cologne overtook her nostrils. "Je ne suis pas d'accord belle dame," He muttered that beautiful second language against her skin, the language of love, as he smirked. She almost practically collapsed in his arms at the sound of it and he knew that he had her. "Maybe some fucking dick is exactly what you need." ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2014 All Rights Reserved.

❝when the sun goes down the beast comes out❞ Highest Ranking: General Fiction #2 // Werewolf: #2 ~ He's the reason werewolves lock their doors. She's the reason that they feel safe around him. Katya is a werewolf who runs the pack with her older brother, but when rogue clans threaten them from all around- they have no choice but to issue a meeting with a race that is superior in the werewolf world; Lycans. They represent the ultimate form of a werewolf, built for speed, agility and strength- they are a force beyond reckoning. Attending the meeting with her brother, Katya comes across the last person she thought she would meet- Stark Xerxes, the acclaimed "Alpha of the Lycans" But that's not the end of it: she's his mate. Stark Xerxes is incapable of love, or so he thought. Struggling between his dark and haunting past and the ever-so beautiful present, he finds himself at a crossroads. Give Katya himself, broken and bruised? Or wait until the right moment? Unfortunately for Stark, his past is not only haunting him, but catching up to him. An old rival seeks revenge against Stark, and he's set on Katya as his target. Highest Ranking: General Fiction #2 // Werewolf: #2 *SEQUEL IS LUNA* *SPIN OFF BOOKS ARE THE"Lovers"AND"Legacy"*

Yearning for that dominance, that need to take charge, I shoved his tongue out of my mouth and inserted mines into his. He gripped my ass firmly. He groaned against my mouth, enjoying me as I struggled to take control of him. I pulled away. Reaching for the little clasp on my bra, I licked my lips seductively as I unclasped it. I slowly teased him, hiding my breast with the little material. Anxious, and hungry, he snatched it away, exposing my full breast to him. This is happening? ..... (Werewolf genre) (Contains sexually explicit scenes/language.)

Many had come to help. Some had gone to take to the trees and town in search of her. I, powerless and in pain, stayed on the stoop of my steps, my mind left to wander. I could hear little footsteps before a warm present sat next to me. "Why would they take her?" I looked away from Jess. I had no real answers to give...

"Have you come here to die?" The voice was a bare whisper against the enveloping dark. It sounded stark and cold, with nothing in offer linked to safety. Yet, it brought me comfort of great proportions. ♛ ♛ ♛ In the dark wintry recesses of Baneberry Lane where the sun seems to set earlier than the rest, troubled passion blankets the streets. Known as the Valley of The Shadow of Death by the commoners for the dangerous folk it harbors. There's a house at the corner of the street underneath the pavement where a lone mollyboy stays with his dying mother with no inclination to trouble, save the knife he carries for protection. Brinley knows people look at him when he walks the districts. He sees the disgust in their eyes, he understands. The same dysphoria follows him everytime he looks at his body. Being born a girl, with a girls body and a girls voice took nothing from him knowing he was a boy. So he carries on, deepening his voice and binding his chest. Hoping one day, the misgendered notions would drop and people see him. Finn was born into wealth. Yet, the one thing he wants is the one thing he can never have. It's the secret he keeps against his family. Being attracted to the same sex is seen as a passing moment or a hankering in one's life. Finn knows that sex in his world is never followed by anything as absurd as love. So he carries on, still he craves and late at night, his desires take over him and he imagines what his life would feel like if he dropped all the pretenses. They could only shatter each other's worlds. ♚ ♚ ♚ Note: This is a short story set before the timeline of "Arsenic." It is not necessary to read this before reading "Arsenic", it can also be read as a standalone. No Rest For The Wicked #0.5

NEW EDITION. REVISION IN PROGRESS *amateur writing. Not everyone's cup of tea.* "She turned her pain into power, her visions into victory." "Behind every bad bitch is a sweet girl who got tired of everyone's bullshit." A girl whose past overshadows the present. A boy who loves, but knows not how to show it. A girl who is tired and wants nothing more than freedom. A boy who doesn't want to let go. Family aren't the people you're born to, it's those you're willing to die for, they said. Good thing, Kiara Evergreen isn't willing to die for her family then, not when she's destined to deserve so much better. A tale of love, courage, determination and regret you'll never forget. • • • • • ( Extended description inside... ) __________________________________ Peak Position : WW-1 | PN-1