"Look I don't know why I like you okay?" I hollered, throwing my arms up in the air in frustration. "I don't know why you make me feel butterflies, I don't know why you make me feel so safe. I don't know about a lot of things okay? I have been to hell and back, I have felt things, seen things, and done things that have turned me into a cold hearted bitch. And yet when I'm with you... it all goes away. You take me away to a place of content and nausea-filled happiness. And even I can't explain it." __________________________________________________________________________________ When Tibby is forced to move across the country to live with her father she is anything but pleased. After all who would want to move from her beloved state of Wisconsin to a cramped, sticky, sleepy beach town to live with the man who abandoned her for three months? However just one day in, Tibby meets Wes - the surfer. He's charming, vivacious, goofy, and undeniably attractive the kind of guy Tibby typically stays clear off. Tibby's trying to run from her past. She's the girl who's set up walls and rules - don't fall in love and keep your guard up. But what happens when Wes seems to make it his life's mission to crash down the walls and break the rules? But there's one thing Tibby Jenson is sure of - this is going to be one crazy summer.

When Liz Charleston's ex-best friend suddenly returns with a plan to take revenge on her, drama seems inevitable - but who knew revenge could be so handsome? ***** Two years ago Liz Charleston made the biggest mistake of her life by rejecting her best friend, the only guy she has ever cared about. Desperate to become popular and join the junior varsity cheerleading team, she breaks his heart. Two years later, Frank is back, transformed into Taylor Blackstone, the new kid from New York who has it all. He's taller, stronger and hotter than ever, with a long line of girls that have no idea who he really is - except Liz, the girl who betrayed him two years ago. And he is determined to make her regret ever pushing him away. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

He grabbed her by the waist and pushed her against the door frame, his mouth covering hers in a frenzy of electric kisses. She gasped in shock, ready to fight, then melted as his lips moved across hers. They stumbled back into the room, and Sean barely remembering to kick the door shut behind him. He let go and allowed himself to get lost in her, his hands moving of their own volition. He needed this. He needed her! Sarah lifted her head for air when he grabbed the backs of her thighs, hauling her up and pressing her back to the wall. She wanted to ask what this was about, but when he licked her collarbone, she decided conversation could wait! Sean had Sarah's body wrapped around his in a matter of seconds, and he wasted no time carrying her to her bed. He was kicking off his shoes along the way, sending both flying in unknown directions, and he didn't give a damn! Sarah was tearing at his clothes as much as he tore at hers. She was half naked by the time her mattress was underneath her. She watched as Sean ripped his shirt off, throwing it across the room. She watched the muscles in his chest and abdomen flex and ripple, her racing heart beginning to beat even faster! She sat still long enough for him to pull off the jeans he was wearing, then jumped into his arms, her teeth nipping at his neck as he stepped back.

**FEATURED STORY JULY 2018* **WATTPAD HQ READ OF THE WEEK AUGUST 2018* **WATTYS 2018 WINNER** Casey Brogan is on a mission to self-destruct. Whether it's booze, drugs or men, she's spiralling out of control and stepping over the line, to destroy the demons of her past and herself in the process. Ethan Drake isn't looking to be anyone's saviour. He has enough demons of his own and a legacy he'd do anything to avoid. Following a near-fatal overdose, Casey discovers a world beyond the one she knows, one where dark creatures wage an age-old war and where nobody is who they appear to be. Now hunted by those who want their world to remain a secret, she must decide whether she can put her trust in Ethan, or whether he is just as much a threat as those that want her dead. After a lifetime of trying to destroy herself, Casey is about to do just about anything to keep herself alive.

After escaping from the werewolves that wanted her dead, Marcy Davins is living the life as an art curator in a south american museum. She's got a new name, a new job, a new boyfriend, even an adopted daughter... All in a world recently introduced to the supernatural (thanks in part to her). But no matter how many times she changes her name, no matter how many lives she pretends to lead, she can't escape her past or the eerie demon claiming to be her familiar. When a familiar face returns to tell her that Connecticut's new sheriff has abducted her college roommate, Marcy is forced to return to a home she never wanted to go back to and confront demons she never knew she had.

Hot. My skin was ablaze my every cell was tingling in anticipation of something I didn't even understand my sheets were sticking to my body and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't seem to get myself to move. I used all of my strength to force my eyes open my room was just as it had been when I had gone to bed my vision was slightly blurry and my head was vibrating. I was so confused I couldn't freely move it was like I had gone paralyzed. My eyes were rushing around the room searching for some way to save myself or call for help. Thats when I saw them.

Highest ranking: #16 in Paranormal The arrival of the gorgeous Sterling brothers triggers a series of gruesome, inexplicable and magical events in the small town of Willow Creek. And at the center of it all is seventeen year old Cordelia Bishop. A dabble in Wicca is all it takes for her to unearth hidden powers, and a dark, messy past-both of which are centuries old. Before she can even get a grasp on her newfound discoveries, she's hurled into a world of dark magic and blood-lust. She'll have to navigate this new world, while trying to get a handle on her budding powers, keep her family safe, deal with a blossoming romance with the smokin' hot Cal Sterling, and an uneasy relationship with his brooding older brother Kol. Throw in terrifying nightmares of past lives, and you have Cordelia's new life. The Sterlings assure her they're on the same side, but that becomes harder and harder to believe when it becomes more and more evident they're hiding something. But as Cordelia will come to understand, the past repeats itself and so do mistakes. And in order to avoid being burned at the stake, she'll have to break her old habits. Too bad old habits die hard. Credit for the amazing cover goes to @amethystnebula

His jaw tensed as he scratched the back of his head. I couldn't help but stare at his muscles. I frowned at myself. Damn my dirty mind. I shook off the thought, looking at his face and meeting his eyes. He jumped slightly, almost, ALMOST falling backwards off the bed. "I thought I told you to stop that." He snapped at me, a look of annoyance crossing his face. "And what is it that I'm doing exactly?" I narrowed my eyes at him. "You keep," He paused, frowning deeply. "looking at me...." What?! Jesus, this man has a lot of nerve.... ⇥9NjZVi1m⇤

When Everly Reed collides with the cynical and devilishly handsome Mason Valdez, she knows trouble is ahead, but she never could have guessed how much she would be drawn to the storm. ***** Nineteen-year-old Ever Reed likes when things make sense. Which is probably why she excels at math, enough to secure her a spot at an Ivy League school out of state. Sheltered by her mother and older brother Asher for most of her life, Ever hasn't experienced much of the world, but she knows New York will be an adventure. Enter Mason Valdez: cynical, arrogant, and undeniably attractive-exactly what Ever doesn't need. But as their paths keep crossing, Ever finds herself intrigued by Mason, and eager to know the boy behind the bitter mask. As secrets, scars, and painful pasts rise to the surface, Ever knows one thing for sure: they can only make it through if they face their storms together. [[word count: 150,000 - 200,000]] Cover designed by Frances Louise De Ramos Spinoff to The Hoodie Girl Book One of the A Thousand Storms series [[The Fiction Awards 2018 Best Overall Story and Best Romance Winner]] Content/trigger warning: This story mentions sexual assault and childhood abuse