Then a boy steps out from the crowd, standing between me and the office. He looks to be the same age as me and has startling golden hair hanging limply over a tan face. I couldn't tell yet what he was but I guessed a werewolf because he wasn't completely repulsive. It is also completely obvious that he is the bad boy of the school. He smirks at me. "Now who do we have here?" He says in a deep voice. Unfortunately for him, I am completely player proof. I don't know whether it's just me or what I am, but I never fall for bad boys. I roll my eyes,"I don't see how it's any business of yours" I say placing a hand on my hip. He grins at me,"feisty! I like it. But still, I believe you are trespassing". "Actually, I'm a student and I have to sign in so if you don't mind" I say starting to walk past him. But he sticks his thick, muscular arm in front of me so that I run straight into it. His forearm digs into my collar bone and I slowly turn my head to him and growl. "Move" I growl at him. He smirks, "Make me". ******** Ella Foster is a special breed of werewolf that possesses unique powers. These powers drew the hunters to her and killed her parents. Now she has to run to the safest place possible. Edgewater High. There are the nerds, the jocks, the cheerleaders, the outsiders and the unique breed of players that draws everyone in..... but not Ella. Kyle Flores is the alpha of the largest pack in New York. He also happens to be the bad boy of the school. Every girl wants him. Every guy wants to be him. But Ella Foster is different. She sparks his interest and everything changes... But can he protect her from the darker forces outside of the school hallways?? Or will she determine her own fate?? **warning: has mild swearing Top: #2 in rising werewolf stories #94 in werewolf Shout out to @parisazahra for the cover

He was the type of guy that could cut diamonds with his jawline and make girls fall for him in an instant. He road a motorcycle to school and didn't remember the names of the girls he kissed. He has the entire school wrapped around his finger, willing to do anything he wanted. He was athletic, good- looking, rich. He had his own little crew that followed him around everywhere and went to parties ready to drink, fight, then hookup and leave. He didn't even try, and everyone knew it. He was Jack Gilinsky, and he couldn't help him self. But there was one girl. She was different. She was that one girl that went from "goody two shoes" to someone who couldn't care less about what anyone thought of her in one summer. She was the one girl who mesmerized Jack. She wore stilettos and leather jackets to school. Red lipstick and black ray-bans were her thing, and no one dared copy her. She smoked cigarettes in and out of school and could dance like there was no tomorrow. She had an exclusive group and no one dared approach unless they were asked to. But she was also the one girl who didn't care about Jack. Maybe that's why she was so fascinating. No one really knew why. Maybe it was the way she walked down the hallway looking strait, not bothering to acknowledge anyone except her friends. Or the way her ponytail always swung perfectly when she played volley-ball in gym class. Or the way her lipstick never faded. She didn't try, and everyone knew it. She was Erica Baird, and she couldn't help herself. They we're badasses, and they couldn't help themselves. This is the story of how these two strangers met, fell in love, and everything else in between.

Just smile hide everything the bruises the pain , the Torcher , No one notices because I hide it try to be happy or at least make everyone laugh and smile , been through many other things to things that make me a monster too , the past - can't remember it , the present - hate it , the future - NOT looking forward to it ...

When an old friend of Aphmau's past returns, her friends begin to question Aphmau's excuses for coming home late from her night job. Eventually, curiosity gets the best of them and they push it too far, only to find a dark secret. Not even a healed mind, can fix a broken heart. ----------------------------- I do not own Aphmau's characters or her Mystreet/FNAF roleplays. I do own my OC Jay.

"A nice girl like you shouldn't be in this kind of neighbourhood," a voice warned. I turned around and saw Hayden leaning against the brick wall of a run down house. He looked incredibly hot with his dark jeans and black leather jacket hanging over his naked chest. He took a drag from the cigarette between his fingers and studied me. "Who said I was a nice girl?" I asked. He chuckled and dropped the cigarette to the floor, stepping on it to put it out. "I just can't believe you'd be anything other than a nice girl." "Well then you obviously don't know anything about me." _____________________ K.C. moved to a new town with her dad. But nobody ever moves here. They are the first since the last 50 years. But why? The town is separated into two sides. The east and the west. The elites and the bandits. The upper and lower class. One wears polo t-shirts and the other leather jackets. The two groups can't stand each other and will do anything to show their dislike towards each other. But what happens when K.C. has to choose between these two groups and doesn't know what to do? And even worse, what is she going to do once people start being killed one after another? _________________________ Thank you to @EmosRGreat for the amazing cover!

My mortal enemy is dying. Literally. He's eighteen years old and his days are numbered. Normally I'd party with the Boovs on this one but let's face it-a bunch of fictional Disney characters can't get loose for shit. Besides, I wouldn't still be here if it weren't for him pumping a handful of pills out my stomach before I could accomplish what I thought was the only answer at that point of time. Who knew all it took to join two different worlds together was a suicide attempt? *~*~* Blake Cullen is a bad boy at heart. He takes risks like a human breathes oxygen and has more guts than the average human being. Not even the sickness killing him inside will stop him from making sure that George Cunningham, a girl who's detested him since he spilled a bucket of eggs all over her in third grade, joins him and a few other friends in his last stand as a daredevil. Seven life threatening situations. Seven dangerous places. One mission.

When two filthy rich, famous and dangerous killjoy groups are at head to head with each other, nothing can stop them. Especially since the leaders of each group were once best friends who now can't stand to see the sight of each other. What happens when both gangs collide at a bank robbery? This should be interesting... right?

What happens when 2 people fall in love, but it's forbidden. when delirious was 4 his parents started teaching him how to make people on earth suffer, and how to use his wings and sharp teeth. when vanoss was 4 he was taught how to save people, and put joy on earth. so when these 2 opposites meet what will happen?

Evan and his gang have absolutely no mercy on people who do them wrong, you rub off them in the wrong way and you'll be thrown away like trash. No one knows how to be around them because they're always so bipolar to the people of Los Santos, one second they're protecting it from big gangs then the other they're robbing banks stealing millions, not to mention killing for game. No one knows how they look or get away and that's just how they like it.. But what happens when a job goes wrong? Read to find out c:

The House of Night of Toronto is getting a new fledgling and his name is Evan Fong. Evan really hopes he can make it to his dream job in the gaming industry. But his hopes get put down when he gets marked by a Tracker and everything goes crazy at the House of Night.