"Troublemaker" : a person who causes difficulties, distress, worry, etc., for others, especially one who does so habitually as a matter of malice. →← "That's it!" Principal Griffin screams furiously, slamming his hand on the desk. "You're Expelled!" After being expelled for a third time, Roxanne and her father have no other choice but to move and restart their lives. Problem is, Roxanne can't change the way she is. Plus, it doesn't help that her new English teacher, Mr. Black brings out that side of her on purpose for amusement. Damien Black is a man who exudes the very word control, something that Roxanne hates with every cell in her body, except...she doesn't hate when he does it. Ironically she enjoys the challenge from an authority figure who won't back down. What happens when the uncontrollable wants to be controlled?

Brooke Rosen is running from a monster. But she doesn't expect to run right into the hands of another one - a rogue called Dimitri Volkov who will do anything for her, even if it means killing the man she once loved. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2016 by Noelle N. Cover by @stereohearted.

I can not think back on when the wolves made themselves known. Of course we learned of it in history but my brain was too packed of other useless facts and numbers that listening to the droning of creatures befell me. All I know now is they are known. I also know they kidnap girls from school and call it love.

❝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. :)

Poppy Poole was moving to a new town, to start over with her mother, little sister, and twin brother, to start over. Again. It was the fifth time this year. But as always poppy chose to stay optimistic, maybe this new town would be the last where they could finally settle. Her mother would quit drinking and they would go back to life before her father died. She would meet friends that would last a life time and love her instantly. But of course...none of that happened. Her brother is giving it a month and hasn't even bothered to unpack. Her mother still loves whiskey. And she has absolutely no friends. ...until she met Jay Hes wild. rude. and A stereotyped bad boy she would read about in cheesy teen romance novels come to life. With one teeny tiny twist. He's gay. And being the only one who know's his secret she finds herself in a mildly odd predicament. She's the first girl in school that he's had as a platonic friend. or so the rumors say. And he's not keen on letting the one person who knows who he really is go. Poppy may not have a perfect home life or a girl group worthy of movies like Mean Girls and Clueless. But she does have someone willing to watch 16 candles and Star Wars with her, someone who understands that Obi-Wan Kenobi is the dreamiest man to ever walk the galaxy. Jay Mills, her very new, Gay best friend. .....or so she thought. ~~ A/N full blurb inside~

Toltarra has been strewn in war for nearly 300 years, the four major clans governing the mass of land at a constant battle for domination over all else. There are many rumors to as how the great war started. The Thyssen family of Windsor blame the formation of the Scar of Toltarra for the wars start. The Kaepernick's of Zinnann blame the Volco savages who emerged after the scar was formed. The Caplondon family of Caplond heaves the blame upon the Adalwolf's of Carden. And the Adalwolf's? The Adalwolf's have a legend that has been passed down since the great wars beginnings, they say that a woman warned the clans of a great explosion in the middle mountain that would scar Toltarra permanently and plunge the clans into blood and darkness. She was the women who claimed giants tunneled beneath the ground and feathers were messages carried on the backs of birds from the clouds. They called her The Mad Witch and after she disappeared ash rained through the air and Tolterras ground was scarred. When The Mad Witch disappeared, the clans were plunged into blood and darkness.

Aura Fortis was no human, though she believed she was. Until one wintry night she was proven wrong. By a tall, handsome, brooding man claiming that she was like him - a beast. * Cover By @caesium-

She never did find her destined mate, and had come to the soul shattering conclusion that Fate had decided that she would be subjected to what she referred to as her Destiny. Regina Corbin, the Thousand Year Wolf, had seen many packs rise and fall, and many wars come and go from her honored position on the Elder Council. It had been part of her duty for hundreds of years to conduct the formal ceremonies to instate new Alphas and to christen newly established packs, always the same bland routine for the books without much incident.. until now.

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

Werewolves. Vicious, half man-half wolf creatures that howl at the moon and will kill you if you ever wander into the forest at night. Or at least that's what the humans think. One night on a cold, windy day, Aleshia hears howls in the distance while watching a scary, vampire netflix movie. She has 2 choices: go into the forest and investigate the howls like a stupid person or continue watching Netflix. Of course in a real situation, Aleshia would just continue watching Netflix and ignore the howls because she has heard the stories before, but this is a story and we need some action. Just don't go into the forest at night. Stay safe kids. WARNING: This book has some inappropriate concepts. (not as bad as coitus or anything) just make sure you are mature enough to handle it before you start this book.