Katerina Garcia was rejected by her Mate, Paul Peterson, and changed. All of a sudden, she was visible to people and because she had changed. Can barely friends go to friends? Would they ever be more? Who knows? (I do) *****VERY VERY VERY VERY SLOW UPDATES*****

A/N: Just as a reminder. I am not a cliche person. I do do cliche topics but they all have a Rissa twist. Check it out, and I hope ya'll enjoy. __________________________________________________ He is the Alpha. I am the "runt". He is night. I am day. He is popular. I am the nerd. He likes me as his best friend. I love him more than that. When I found out that he was my mate, I was ecstatic and worried. Worried why? Well because, I Sam Carter was not something that people would call "mate" material and with too much baggage that I don't let on. So, when my mate told me that he didn't know if wanted me or not because I didn't "shift", I did the only thing I could think of. I left. And, on that journey, I learned more about myself, found some great friends, made some enemies, and learned about so called grandmother that was the same as me. He could either accept me or reject me, and he didn't choose yet. I don't know. Maybe I will choose for him, and I was sure that he wasn't going to like the answer. _______________________________________ NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK. Thanks. ~Rissa

In a world void of mortals, creates the story of Aura Evangelynne Starr. a very unique werewolf. She have been gifted numerous powers and an irresistible scent. A mixture of vanilla, caramel and sweet roses. That attracts un mated male wolves. She possessed a rare blood. Reasons of her unique gifts. she shifted earlier than all the kids in her pack, she bares the talent of being able to talk to animals, she can out run any of their werewolf guards. as the day of her 18th birthday. She is now permitted to join the legendary 'Moon Howl' ball. A ball that has been a tradition since their ancestors existed, all packs and Alpha's at the age of 18 and above come to this ball to celebrate the wonderful gift of being a werewolf and the werewolf community. this ball is the reason of all unity amongst the werewolf community. But as it turns out, it's also the reason of Aura meeting her mate. But...as joyed laughter fills the air...darkness looms in the corner, waiting to attack.... ATTENTION: This story was created from the mind of an eleven yearsold, read as you wish, Highest ranking/ #54 in werewolf genre

I was a simple girl With a simple life Wrong that doesn't even come close to how my life works. Normally I start and end my day with beatings that break me even more each day I wanted to leave I need to be set free He would be the one to set me free ......... "Look at me little one" I refuse to open my eyes as he commanded. I felt him start to nip at my neck as I struggled in his hold. He started pushing his body against mine and rolling his hips against me making me whimper under his hold. "Your mine" ............

Warning if you would like to read this book you'll need to read the first book 'Nerdy to Badass Werewolf' to understand everything. Enjoy. ____________________________________ Book 3 of the Rejected Series ____________________________________ After being rejected then leaving the only place you've ever known was tough, what made it even harder was finding out you were carrying another life inside of you. Two life's in fact. Callie had been gone for over six years, and in those six years she gave birth to two miracles. Now she'll have to return home, and face the father of her children. Adrian was always the jokester of the group, you would never see him without a smile, but after six torturous years that smile was non-existant. He had lost all trust in the people around him but maybe he'll Trust a Rejected? ____________________________________ Amazing cover made by: 1st Lorak_23 2nd by @jakepatt Highest Ranking: #271

I danced on the tables and on the bar of the club I was in. I commanded the attention around me, just as I did almost every time I went clubbing. I just didn't care when it came to my dignity. "Get off the fucking tables." I heard a loud growl meet my ears before I had the chance to look at the man before me. He wore a tight suit, his body one of lean muscle. I looked up until I was staring in to the most intense grey eyes. "Who are you?" I asked as I continued to sway my hips to the music. Was this man really going to tell me what to do? "The owner." He snapped. "I'm only going to tell you once." "Why? What are you going to do about it?" I smirked his way, irking him even more. His eyes darkened until they were stormy. "You'll find out soon enough." His voice was barely audible. "And I'm looking forward to it."

> A Mafia story that's more silly than serious. #2 in Chicklit 4/12/17 #7 in Humor 13/9/19 #8 in Romance ^ It's midnight once again, and I'm in my cramped room looking at all the old photo albums of my family before the split. Each picture holds a precious memory that's frozen in time. Picture by picture, page by page adds another tear in my eyes. A creak came from outside my bedroom, the teal wallpaper was pealing off the walls. I have been living here for 11 years. I quickly hid the album under my pillow and ran to my closet. She couldn't back yet? She normally comes home around 4am drunk and broke. The slits on the closet doors were my only source of light, that was coming from my lamp in my dimly lit room. My breathing became more rough and my heart was about to smash my ribcage. Wait, I'm a dela Cruz. I fight for what's right and I know how to fight! As I peeked through the gaps on my closet door I seen three men in black masks and suits come through the door. "Find the damn girl" one of the men say, I'm assuming he's the boss. The two men started raiding the bedroom and the bathroom, while the boss of the trio slowly walked directly to the closet. He had his hands on the knob of the closet, my stomach twisted. I backed away slightly to run up and attack the man. He opened the doors and I came flying out in my beautiful pj's. I caught he man by surprise and punched him in the stomach and kicked where the sun don't shine, I kicked hard to make sure he never had babies ever again. "Fuck!" He yelled as he collapsed onto he cold floor. I pulled a smirk on my face, which caused him to shoot a do glare out of those captivating eyes. The two men held me down while the boss rolled about on the floor for about 5 minutes straight, holding where I kicked him. "You just punched a mafia king darling, you're gonna regret it" He whispered softly into my ear while I was held in between the other two. Oh shit, I punched a mafia king! Copyrighted2017© by x_angelu_

The horsemen vs dark rider aka Angel face.... note if you haven't read book 1 you need to read it this is continuing for book one so before reading this read book one. Blood will be spill Family's will be broken There no place for love or is there??

Some loves are mean't to be. When Maddy moves into a new apartment with her best friend Macy, she never thought anything this exciting would happen. Boys, Cars, and Badminton... Oh my!

*Category : Thriller|Action|Mystery|Romance.* *MatureContent. 18+ Only.* A/N: Trigger Warning PLEASE NOTE: CURRENTLY EDITING, ADDING AND FINISHING THE BOOK, PLEASE COME BACK IN 60 DAYS (15th June 2023) Excerpt: Intoxicating. That one word is my undoing. Dangerous. That one word describes you the best. Opposite. That one word is how I would describe us. Delicious. Your lips. Your smile. The colour white on you. Attraction. Something so strong I am afraid it will break me one day. Scared. Because I can't control what I feel about you. Jealousy. I am so selfish when I am with you. Broken. It is what I feel when you are not around. Constant. You. You are my undoing, Rage. I will forever remember you as the one and only person who can so easily and seamlessly break me into pieces with just one look. I built a perfect world here, right under your nose. A country under your thumb, at your beck and call. A country so shit-scared of the mere sight of you that they can't even call you by your real name. Because when they look you in the eye... all they see is rage. Born in a family run by drug peddlers, daughter of a drug lord... it's seriously laughable how easily I sneaked into your country right under your nose. And you didn't even know. And then you noticed me... Piece by piece I came apart, right at your feet. So easily breakable that all this time, I lived in a delusion... That nothing could ever touch me. And yet you did, Rage. I know, I know. I know, I belong to you... But here is a thing, Rage. I OWN you. *** • Start Date: 12th August, 2016.