He put more force in his grip on her cheeks and tilted her head up so she could look at him from her height. "Is that so, little rogue?" The King slowly closed the gap between their bodies until their clothes touched. His fingertips gently glided along the healing bite marks, leaving ghostly touches as they did. Chelsea squeezed her eyes shut in response to his touch, her head shifting toward the other side to give him more access naturally. "Who am I to you then, if not your King?" he enquired huskily, lowering his head between her neck and shoulder. Chelsea fought against every cell in her body to not moan at his voice and his words alone. Your King, his voice echoed in the back of her head. She shuddered helplessly in the end. Keeping her voice strong despite her reaction, she spat out her reply. "Nobody." |SYNOPSIS INSIDE| #1 in mates [30.10.2021] #2 in werewolf [02.12.2022] #2 in cruel [28.07.2023]

What if all your life you were told your future was bright? That you were perfect luna-to-be, that the boy you love should according to all signs be your mate? What if you dedicated your life to that very dream? And what if it all fell apart before it could even happen? Noyla Brook liked to think she was strong, beautiful and talented. She was so busy planning to be the protagonist of her story, that it never occurred to her, that she just may be an antagonist in someone else's until it was too late. And now all that remains are deadly consequences. Best Rankings: #1 - MATES #1 - DARK FANTASY #1 - LYCAN #1 - LYCANTHROPE #1 - WEREWOLF

''I get it,'' he said, ''the sun so loved the moon...'' His voice trailed off. We both knew the story. We knew it all too well. He was looking at me thoughtfully. I, however, turned away. ''What if,'' I began, ''the sun didn't want to die for the moon anymore?'' ~~~~~~~~ There's darkness in West Acres and, no matter how fast the light travels, it will always find that darkness has beaten it. There are decisions to make, battles to fight, wars to win, and Lou's not sure which side she's on. After all, if the darkness is already there, why not embrace it?

Academic Rivals to Lovers in a Boarding School ..... "You wanna know the really dumb meaning behind my name?" He muses and I walk ahead of him. "Nope." "Basically, it means the transporter of goods by cart or wagon, it's from an old french word I believe. You wanna know yours?" "You looked up mine?" I question, hiding the small smile on my face, because I'm mad at him or whatever. For... I don't know why but I'm mad at him because I am. Carter catches up to me, grinning to himself. "Emilia means rivals, it's derived from the root of some latin word. Isn't that strange?" That's just a coincidence, he's probably lying anyway. "Yeah, real peculiar." I reply. ..... #2 - onebedtrope 16/06/22 #1 - mila 16/06/22

Charlotte Osborne and Elijah Hendrix have been arch nemesis since nappy days. Worms in your lunchtime sandwich seems a fitting retaliation when a boy pulls your pigtails in nursery. Fast forward a decade and still, the rivalry reigns supreme. The pair are trusted entertainment during lunch breaks and are well acquainted with the council room. Only, their tolerance is pushed to the limits when they become entangled in a project that Charlotte desperately needs to pass. It's the final year, after all. Though given their track records, she's ready to throw all hope in the trash and settle for mr and mrs nemesis. - Strong language. Like, a lot. Highest rankings #1 in Comedy, Nemesis, Fiction, Hate, hatelove, arguements #2 in teen #3 in Funny #4 in Enemies - Undergoing (really fucking) slow grammatical editing.

"I could nibble at your nose... or at your ear... or at your lips... or..." • • • It's December, and Jack Frost has just come to town. Literally. Summer is one of those people who hates winter. Not just because she was named after the opposite season, but because she hated the cold with a burning passion. But when a stunning man with silver hair, frosty blue eyes and a jovial charm walks into her coffee shop, ordering an iced caramel macchiato with extra ice, she suddenly finds it hard to hate the cold. Especially when (despite his constant cold hands) he always seems to burn her with his touch. Something seems off about him, and Summer is not mistaken. Jack Frost is known for bringing on the cold, but Summer is about to learn that he sure as hell knows how to turn on the heat, too.

"I am a devil. A demon. I do not love. I destroy. And if you don't leave now, I will destroy you for I cannot love an angel." "I am an archangel. An angel. I love. I create. And if I stay now, I will only love you more for I am capable of loving a demon who loves me as much as he loves hell." Archangel Gabriella is forced to travel Hell to save the Prince of Archangels, Michael. But it isn't as easy as she thought. . . because down in Hell, the demon is already waiting for her. . . ready to lure her into the dark side. ------ Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love. cover by; Pxltnrr #DefyingGravity

Once upon a time, Day fell in love with the Night, and everything became chaos. ::::::: Highest Rank Short Story : #68

❝She would defy the stars, the moon, the gods for him. And he would destroy them all for her.❞ In a world split in two, even if they are enemies at heart, how can long can a witch and wolf defy each other when their souls belong to one another? Highest Ranking #1 in #witch

''You know how they came up with the word Lunatic?'' he asked. I shook my head, feeling like I probably didn't want to know the answer. His lips pulled up on one side in a mischievous, lopsided grin. He stepped closer. ''Because all of the worst monsters come out during a full moon.'' ------ Lou DeVue has known from a young age that she was different and not in the 'I-think-I-was-left-on-my-parents-doorstep-by-a-wizard' kind of way. She can see things. Dark things, usually. The darkest, of which, happens to be about her new neighbors. The five boys hold an energy that Lou's gift can't ignore. An abyss surrounds them and Lou finds herself gazing into it, but what happens when the abyss gazes back? **********************