⭐Highest rank: #194 in Werewolf on 20/06/2020 ⭐#1 in projectwerwolves ⭐Featured in the @Werewolf profile under Werewolf Romance [Completed on: 13 July 2018 + Unedited] _________________________________________ "Mine," he whispers in a husky voice as his canines sofly brushed against my neck, leaving me a whimpering mess. "No," I whispered breathlessly and pull away from him. A low growl escapes his lips due to the emptiness in his arms. "I can't do this. I'm not yours," I say and look him in the eyes. There was nothing I could do about this situation. I am helpless. In a flash he grabs hold of my waist and pulls me towards him. Our bodies colliding. "You're mine and only mine," he says and crashes his lips onto mine. _______________________________________ An unexpected turn in an angel's beautiful life leads her straight to the devil himself. He was lost in darkness... And she was his light. He was a lost demon... And she was the only angel who could find him. Angels and demons clash as these two worlds worlds collide. Hearts are broken... Secrets resurface... And pasts are revealed. _____________________________________ Completed Ranked: #10 in orphanage #9 in pack #261 in rogue

The Bad Boy and The Tomboy is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. Nicknames, a love of soccer, and school rumors are all the bad boy and the tomboy have in common. But if they give each other a chance, will they find something more? ***** Seventeen-year-old Macy Anderson is a tomboy that plays soccer, hangs with the guys, can't stand girls (except her best friend Jasmine) and doesn't know who Sam Cahill is. But when the pair unexpectedly meet, everything goes downhill from there. Because Sam Cahill is the school's bad boy, known for skipping classes and getting into trouble. Not to mention his cocky attitude, British accent, and magnetic charm, which seems to work on all the girls -- except Macy, who has a rule not date in high school. But when Sam starts showing her his moves (on and off the soccer field), Macy begins to see a different guy under the leather-clad exterior. Will that be enough to convince her that he's the one guy worth breaking the rules for? [[Word count: 300,000 - 350,000 words]] [[2015 Watty Winner]] All Rights Reserved- ©nikki20038

"James McGregor, CEO of McGregor industries, has passed away yesterday evening after a long battle with cancer. James McGregor, aged 63, was one of the-" Elizabeth shut the TV off, she couldn't bear to listen to this... She had been there when it happened, she did not need it to be repeated. Elizabeth Waverton had been Mr. McGregor's personal assistant for the last three years. During that time the two of them had gotten close. They became friends, as he was as a father to her. Ms. Waverton was seen by many as one of the best personal assistants that there was. Most didn't last long at the McGregor's, but Ms. Waverton did. She was known for making anything possible, having connections all over town and anywhere you can imagine. But now that her former boss and friend is dead the company will be taken over by James McGregor jr. the son of her boss. Elizabeth had never quite taken a liking to this man, but he however has taken an interest in her...

[Highest Rank: #1 in Teen Fiction] Luna Prescott is a young special agent and Ace Crawford is the President's son. On one eventful day, she gets given the undercover mission to protect the Ace from the 'danger' in Westside High. Will her physical and mental abilities be enough to keep him safe, let alone survive the torture they call high school? *** We carried on walking through the amusement park until he pointed to a game, where you had to shoot down targets to win. "I bet I will beat you in that." He grabbed my hand and lead me to it. Little does he know. "What do I get when I win?" I laughed. "When? Pshhhh, I will get you a new motorcycle." I keep on forgetting how rich he is. "That means I don't need to catch rides with you anymore," I grin, "Game on, loser." He grabbed his water gun and shot at the cardboard targets and got down 15 out of 20 in the time he had. "Your turn, cupcake" Ace handed me the water gun. "Watch and learn, pretty boy." I grabbed the gun and aimed at the targets. After my two minute go, I shot down 20 out of 20. I turned to him with a smug expression and his mouth hung open. *** Luna Prescott is a 17 year old spy who has been working with the Agency for her whole life. Ever since her parents, former spies, had been found 'off the grid' on a mission when she was only 5, the agency took her and her brother in. She has ,since then, been training and going out to missions until her 17th birthday when she finds out what her most important mission of her life is. Ace Crawford, a 17 year old typical bad boy and he is the president's son. This brings him threats from people who hate his father and dangers that he needs help protecting himself from. [Started - 2/4/18] [Finished - 18/ 9/ 19] *** #51 Teen Fiction - 26/4/18 #45 Teen Fiction - 28/4/18 #42 Teen Fiction - 4/5/18 #37 Teen Fiction - 6/5/18 #5 Teen Fiction - 9/5/18 #3 Teen Fiction - 11/5/18 #1 Teen Fiction - 17/12/19 cover credits: @mara_cleia

Wes Roman, the big bad billionaire sitting in a tiny seat with his two year old son at a kids restaurant Beeze Simmons, the shy clumsy waitress who just happened to spill all of the contents on the tray onto Wes. Ooo. I smell trouble. -------- Their Both broken. So, Can they fix each other? #147 in Romance 17/11/17 #73 in Romance 25/11/17 #47 in romance 27/11/17 #24 in Romance 16/ 12 /17 #4 in Hot (Billionaire) 14/12/17

"Did you punch him in the face?" "No!" She laughed. "That's not the Lydia I know," Carter shook his head, staring up at the grey clouds with a reminiscent expression. "The Lydia I know punched me in the face the first time we interacted." "We were five." She deadpanned but felt a little enthralled that he remembered. "Yeah, so you should be able to hit harder now." Copyright ©️ Cover and graphics made by the one and only @Ashely_Mariex

Carys Harlow, was never normal. Being a daughter of Cupid, how could you be? After leaving Camp Halfblood, she feels she can finally start making an attempt at a normal life. She's in for a major surprise when her distant malevolent grandfather shows up unexpectedly, telling her that Cupid needs her help. In order to help save the father she barely knows, she'll be forced to attend...Godlike University. Along the wild life of college at a university for the children of the gods, what happens when she comes across a not-so-dead demigod? I own Carys, a few minor characters, and the story ONLY. This is purely a fanfiction a friend asked me to write because they were extremely bored and looking for something to read. Enjoy. ^_^

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction || Coral Stewart is a nerdy seventeen year old girl who is way too smart for her own good. She has already graduated and has been hired at St Martin's, an all boys school. The only problem with this is that she has to attempt to teach four boys History - and trust me when I say they are not going to make it easy for her. One nerdy girl. Four perverted boys. One History lesson every Friday. What could possibly go wrong? *=*=*=* Warning: There's gonna be dramaaaaa [Completed] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

Danielle Ftiz was apart of the Telemarine empire, but she disapeared into the forests at an early age. She found her own home there, made it hers, and found out about Narnia. She heard tales from her horse and dog about Cair Paravel, the kings and queens that once ruled over the lands, and how animals used to be able to talk. When rumour spread about how Prince Caspian fled the castle, she sets out to find answers. When she does, she meets High King Peter, and the rest of the Pevensie family members. She never knew she'd have feelings for one certain king though...

"You're a demigod. What's your name?" "Mackenzie." The boy in front of me narrows his eyes as if he is debating on a decision. Black hair falls into his face but he doesn't move it. He is twisting his skull ring around and around on his finger. Finally, he holds out his hand, gesturing for me to take it. "Come with me."