(BOOK 3): Caleb (Cal) Maccon has known what it truly means to be an Omega from the moment he had been born. Full of insecurities and self loathing, Cal has let his past cloud his future and there was only one person who shined bright enough to bring him out of his darkness: Brynn Accalia. She was everything Cal desired, but she had her eyes on someone else. An Omega named Drew Lyall. Though Drew was not interested in Brynn, the gnawing feeling of doubt and unworthiness will prove a formidable opponent against Cal's happiness. The War rages on and with the death of Asaiya Lupe and the disappearance of Asher Lovell, the Wolves grow more and more cautious of the humans' next attack. Will the Wolves prevail against the Humans? Or will the Humans succeed in creating a hybrid army at the Wolves' expense?

*Warning ⚠ BxB! This means Boy love (gay). If you don't like, don't read! In a world where females no longer exist, the male population is divided into two parts; the breeders and the providers. The provider's job is to work and provide for their breeder while the breeders were to bear and nurture their children with the hope of one day bearing a girl. Levi Moore thought he couldn't be anything but a provider. With his built physic, he knew that the working class was made for him. That is, until he found out how wrong he really was.

Baine is a normal vampire. He works at his sire's club The Vampire's Kiss as a bartender and does not wish for anything more in life. That all changes when the eyes that have been following him have decided to make an appearance. In the form of a temperamental soon to be dragon king. As if that wasn't bad enough, now he has to deal with a whole horde of dragons that won't leave him alone. This story is rated R. Second book in the Supernatural Lovers series by @Ocean_Eyes831. Part of a series that can be read as a stand alone.

Icarus Crane is a fledgling vampire with a feisty, free spirited attitude. He lives with his sire, and leads a peaceful life with his new family. His sire always warned him to never get near a master vampire. They're dangerous and powerful and hold no emotions what so ever. Once you're taken and claimed, by a master vampire you're more valuable than them because you hold their power. Icarus ignores the rules and runs into someone. Someone that decides he's going to make Icarus his own. This story is rated R, and not edited First book in the Supernatural Lovers series Part of a series but can be read as a stand alone

Jayy has been selective- mute ever since his parents died. Now him and his little brother, Sean, have to deal with abusive foster parents. Blake is the heart breaker of the school everybody can't help but love. Blake decides that Jayy is his new toy. What will happen? This book is Unedited / unrealistic / first story . I do not plan to edit this book, I left it as is because the comments are quite funny to read. But please enjoy 😊

******Copyright© All Rights Reserved. Please do not copy this story.****** *Compelled is the second installment of Forced.* ***************************************************************** She met Van She married Van She got pregnant She lost the baby She left Van. Two years has passed, and Van goth Steel was just about crumbling to nothing. His world stopped when she got hurt, and ended when she left. Now all the pain of losing the woman he loved and his unborn child was eating away at his existence and he was no longer willing to fight. Hazel George-Steel needed to leave the make-believe safe-haven she has created, to shield herself from all her worries, to save the only man she has ever loved; and whom she knew cared -loved, if she dared- about her. The path they take is either up to them, or faith.

******Copyright© All Rights Reserved. Please do not copy this story.****** ****Completed and Currently Being Revised**** ~*~ blurb ~*~ After spending 5 years in self-imposed exile, the last thing Hazel George was expecting was finding herself thrown head-over-heels into the life she left behind; and all for the sake of the people she was supposed to be proud to call family. After dedicating his life to his career at Steel Industries, the last thing Van goth Steel was expecting was finding himself in a marriage of convenience; and all for the sake of protecting the shares he had already worked so hard for. Hazel is her own woman, an artist and a recluse with severe complex towards anything concerning 'humans'. Van goth is a businessman, with a social life a mile wide. Hazel and Van goth share no common ground; except, maybe, controlling fathers. They are thrown together in an arranged marriage with little less than instant hate. But when sparks of attraction fly, they find themselves anchored together by the evidence of a night filled with longing. ******Copyright© All Rights Reserved. Please do not copy this story.******

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

***SAMPLE CHAPTERS*** In which Mary takes a trip to the gynecologist... Ranked #96 on Romance- 1/29/18