"You came here to get fucked, hm?" He almost teased, low voice sending a pang of arousal to my clenching core.

COMPLETED. "What are you?" he asks, his deep melodious voice vibrating in my ears. I refuse to show him any weakness, any fear at all. I stare into those endless eyes. "I don't know..." my body is covered in shivers when he lights up in rage and punches the brick wall behind me, creating a perfect dented hole, as if the wall was made of plaster. "Don't test me, princess," he hisses, bending further in towards me. "You have no idea what I could do to you." he licks his lips, and I have just enough time to catch a glimpse of pointy teeth before a raging pain slices through my neck. ............... Emma Sanders is a seventeen-year-old girl, moving to a foreign town, one of those that you wouldn't find on a map, except maybe if you measured it by inches. But a secretive group of blood, fangs, and mystery has her attention, and it would destroy anything in its path to figure out what she really is. ............... Copyright 2014 - Sophia Kjeldbjerg No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted to anyone. It cannot be transmitted or copied by any means - such as by electronic devices, photocopies, recordings, mechanics or any other forms - without prior written permission from the author. Copying this story is a violation of the copyright law.

BOOK ONE OF THE BLACK SERIES -- "Well, behalf of my dick, who cannot speak for himself," Kade said simply as he watched over my face, one of his eyebrows risen, "I would like to say for him that he doesn't care about my brother's feelings at this current moment - or his reaction to the photo." "Well, I do," I muttered, my sentence coming out muffled in my hands as they covered my face. "Do you know how this makes me look to the public eye? To be sleeping with my boyfriend's older brother?" "Look on the bright side, Em." I didn't even spare him a glance as I shook my head, grunting. "Emara, look at me." My hands were pulled away and Kade stared at me, his vibrant blue eyes twinkling and his dirty blonde hair covering his eyebrows. The sight of his effortless beauty made my hard glare slightly soften. "You know I won't tell him if he finds out, you know me," he mumbled to me, "but I'm not going to lie to him when he finds out and say that if I had the chance to change what we've been doing, I wouldn't - because I would do it again without a second thought."

[highest ranking #80 in werewolf] "I can't handle this anymore Elijah." I said angrily as tears run down my cheeks. He looked at me with pity swirling in the rich brown orbs he calls eyes "I know it's not fair to you. For that I'm truly sorry." I laugh bitterly "You're right, it's not fair. I'm not rejected, just unwanted." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- All Raine Andrews wanted was a mate. She wanted a mate to love her and make her feel wanted. And when she turns 17 she gets her mate. Soon to be beta Elijah Woods. He's a great guy. He's loyal to his pack, straight A student, and a very hard worker. He sounds like the perfect mate right? Raine thought so too, but there's just one problem... He doesn't want her.

To ensure the the Midnight Mafia trilogy remains suitable for all audiences the chapters in which I find are a little too racy and not suitable for those under 18 will be moved here for your reading pleasure.

------------------------ This is book THREE of the series, so if you haven't read book one (When The Sun Goes Down) or book two (Chasing Stars) I would suggest you do so before indulging in this piece. (: ------------------------ You were there when they met... You were there when they fell in love... Now be a part of.... The End. Experience the lies The betrayal The danger And the love One. Last. Time.

The past doesn't cease to catch up with us, no matter how happy we are, and it doesn't take prisoners; it takes lives. The past doesn't keep our secrets. The past doesn't whisper; it screams. Loudly. Gemma was risking everything to cross the boundary line into one of the strongest packs on the continent. She didn't expect to come out with her life, nor did she expect to meet her mate. But Gemma's past is riddled with pain, horror, and danger. Gemma's past doesn't want to take prisoners, it wants blood. Telling your story only becomes harder when you cannot speak. And Gemma has yet to open her mouth. Book 3 in the Boundaries Series (Completed!)

Two years have passed since Margo and Theo Weston escaped retribution from Saskia Rechovnik and Reed Porter. Two long years have come and gone, and the people are getting restless. The Luna's are getting restless. Brought up in a world governed by rules and hierarchy, the female shifters are hungry for their rightful place at the top of the pack. But, as with every revolution, there will be those who weaponize violence for their own agenda. If you thought the war between the Rechovnik's and the Weston's was over....you would be wrong. Come and join Margo, Theo, and all your favorite characters from across the Boundaries Series for one last epic adventure-one that will either bring back everything they lost, or destroy everything they have left. *Book 4 (final installment) in The Boundaries Series.* *Must read Enforcing Boundaries to understand* *Complete*

Draco pushed her to the wall, kissed her roughly on the lips, then punched the glass window beside her head. It smashed into pieces and the crowd who had parted for him seconds ago gasped. Hermione couldn't. She couldn't even breathe. What have you done? This story does NOT BELONG to me. All credits go the author.

|| I am the original creator of this book. This book is copyrighted and owned by me. Any plagiarism occurring will be reported.|| Copyrighted 2017 ||Full version of old book on Dreame|| *********** 'It started in the past and was forgotten till the memories came hunting back to her when she thought she finally broke free, all because of him' Isla lived her life pretty normally after an unfortunate past. But one ill-fated night she ran into the man who took her back to her memories. His presence itself stirred nerves. Although it seemed like an ill-fated run-in with their past she didn't know he was hunting for the girl he longed for all this time. And when he found her, he was quite reluctant on letting her slip off his hold. He was much more different than the boy she once knew and this time she could not get away. ************ ' You can do as you wish Isla but you cannot run away from me.' Her hand stills his clutches as she struggled against his hold in vain. Her eyes stared back at the man with who she denied having feelings for once. 'You scare me Jaxson' She whispered still struggling with his hold on her wrists. He smirked pulling her flush against his chest and laying his lips on hers. ********** #Rewritten #abusive content #18 +