❝Sometimes, love is crazy.❞ • • • I was a NORMAL guy, Doing NORMAL things, Like crushing on a NORMAL girl, Having NORMAL friends, Living a NORMAL life. Until SHE happened. Until she decided to Kidnap me. Yes, She KIDNAPPED me. • • • Anders Larzelere's PoV: "W-What the fück do you mean?" "Tsk, Tsk, Mate. No cursing." She says, with a mock reprimanding expression. Mate? Maybe she is from Australia? She doesn't have an accent though. Her full pink lips stretch in a secretive smirk as she slowly advances in on me, twirling a piece of red cloth in her hand, that suspiciously looks like a silk tie. 'Ooh, Kinky,' My mind comments and I want to smack myself for such thoughts in such a situation. "W-Why do you have that?" I point out, looking at her with suspicious eyes. Instead of replying, she continues to advance on me, and like the idiot I am, I back up with every step she takes. Only to get cornered. 'Super, Anders. Just Super.' I chide myself, feeling stupid. She takes the last step between us, and places her hands on either sides of my face on the wall, leaning close to my ear. "To give you your happily-ever-after," She whispers in a throaty voice, and I shiver when her hot breath tickles the sensitive flesh in my neck. "W-what?" I stutter, feeling dazed and disoriented. "Oh, I'm kidnapping you," With that, she presses a small white square of something - that I didn't notice she had - on my face. In a split second, a sharp and chemical smell invades my nostrils and before I know, I'm slipping into a spiraling abyss of darkness. • • • Note: Anders is a GUY's name. Yes, the guy gets kidnapped. :)

They say the worse thing you can do is selling your soul to the devil. I didn't exactly sell my soul to the devil but I might as well have. I sold my life to the mafia, and not just any mafia, one of the most dangerous one of all, the Ardizzone Mafia to be exact. They don't play any games and are known to give just one warning, then you can expect death if you don't repay them. Nicky took me in when I proved my loyalty to him. the catch? I had to do the one thing he would request me later. and no matter what it was I could not refuse. He told me when the times comes I shall grant him his request. I shudder as every day I'm terrified of what it could be. Something tells me his wish is about to be revealed sooner then I expected. *Faithful readers, I am editing this book throughout this break. That means I will possibly be changing some names, adding or taking away from the plot, or maybe removing this book. Thank you for your patience as I pick up writing once more.*

What happens when a meddling grandfather takes matters into his own hands to secure his granddaughters happiness? Yes, another romance story. Cover done by @dreamaginer -big thanks XO

"I'm scared," she whispers tearfully, clutching my shirtsleave in both of her tiny, trembling hands. She looks up at me with those big, terrified brown eyes and I nearly come undone. Desperately needing to see her bright, happy smile once more, I send her a warm, reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Princess. You'll be perfectly safe with me." With her lower lip trembling, she nods and worriedly glances behind her where we entered the alley. "But what if they find us?" My heart clenches at the thought of her going back to that hell hole and my fist clenches at the thought of them laying a finger on her. "They won't, I won't let them." I will die before they touch her. Silence falls like a blanket over us, the only sounds around us are the dripping of water in the pipes and our own breaths. Suddenly, men's voices break the silence and my heart starts beating ten times faster. My gaze slides to her panicked expression and I grit my teeth as a sudden wave of anger washes over me. This is all their fault. Pressing a calloused finger to her soft trembling lips, I quickly usher her into an abandoned shack and softly close the door behind me. ■■■ Grayson Steel had been in and out of foster homes for as long as he could remember, occasionally in the random orphanage. He suffered from Abandonment and depression, his only releif was boxing. Until one day. She had to be the tiniest sixteen - year-old he had ever seen, and by far the most adorable. Immediately, he was drawn to her, taking the skittish little thing under his wing. Soon, his attachment strengthened into something different, his protectiveness expanding into uncharted territories. They became inseparable, depending on no one but themselves. But his eighteenth birthday was drawing nearer. What used to be the day he looked forward to became dreaded in his mind. He would have to leave her. However, after a horrific occurance, leaving her there without him was not an option. She was coming with him

Highest Ranking: #5 in Werewolf IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE: THIS BOOK CAN BE FOUND ON PATREON (Note that the book cover is different on Dreame. Also this is the first book I've written, I'm still in the process of rewriting and editing. If you're looking for more advanced writing please check out my other books like His Elysian or Asteria. Excerpt: I dream about having you under me trembling and shaking to my touch. I picture your bare body and what it feels like to be inside you, claiming you as mine. I want to leave love bites all over your skin so every soul knows who you belong to. There isn't an ounce of me that is not aching for you Ophelia." He says as his once molten mahogany eyes flicker to orbs as black as night. (THIS STORY CONTAINS LOTS OF SEXUAL CONTENT AND MATURE LANGUAGE)

Frisky Parker isnt your ordinary chick, Frisky has always been a smart mouth girl but you cant blame her. She isnt what society calls skinny but you know what they say: Big girls need love too.

Eva Lane is an FBI agent. Well that is until the day of her wedding. She turns in her gun and badge and says goodbye to agent life. Will Eva be able to stay away from her past? Will she become the good housewife she is supposed to be? Will Eva ever just be normal? Read along on The brides secret life and find out.

Welcome to the Facilities, where children are abducted and placed in this endless maze of rooms where the mirrors are doors, monsters roam the halls, and hand-droids are a constant threat. Six and a bunch of other kids are stuck here, and it's all they've ever known. But they aren't normal children, and maybe they will escape before they all meet their terrible end in the forever sleep.

This is my first story. This will more than most likely be cliché. Leave if that's a problem. Don't read on. ~Snippet~ Werewolf. Alpha. Omega. Those words haunted my thoughts constantly. I knew my fate once my mate was revealed to me. I knew that his torturous words from previous times were true in that moment. "You're mate, if you even have the luck to get something you don't deserve, will never want you. He'll reject you once he knows what you are. An omega." Are the words he would use to torment me. The same words that I had constantly refused to believe. No matter how many people said it. No matter how many times it was said. Even when my own family would say it. The words that swam through my head through the day and would be screamed and whispered to me in my dreams whenever they decided I could sleep. The same words that had lead to me trying to commit suicide when I learned how true they were.

It is a well known fact that the king of the south have many mistresses. But very few know that he have a bastard son. Hidden from the public, Tristan is trained as a spy, mastering several languages, material arts, and a lot of things you have yet to discover. But what happened when he is sent to the Kingdom of the North desqused as a merchant? And why dose the kings youngest daughter Isobel, look at him like she can see right through him?