Caine is the Alpha of the Locus pack. Some say he’s strict, everyone knows he’s unforgiving, and most consider him cruel. After an incident three years ago that marked a very important part of his life, Caine decides to shut himself down from all emotion. Charlotte is a free spirit who relishes in being an easy going and friendly member of the Knight Pack. Thanks to a false accusation, Charlotte gets banished from her pack. Her Wolf has yet to make an appearance, and already Charlotte is left to wander around as a Rogue. Surely the Werewolf spirits wouldn’t pair the ruthless lonely Alpha with a lively outspoken girl who tries to live her life like a human….

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper

Addiction. Blake Adams wasn't looking for an addiction. He wasn't out hitting up drug dealers or spending his Friday night gambling. No, it hit him full force in a beautiful pair of green eyes, hiding a dark and heavy past. His mate. Delilah Winley, AKA Sunny Taylor, was afraid. Her brother had rescued her from that wretched man who dared lay his hands on her, but could moving to a new town and changing their names keep her safe, or would the man who gave her nightmares find her and finish what she started. And how could she live a normal life when she could barely stay conscious when someone touched her, the fear making her panic? She was in a new town with strangers who were normal. Social. So how would she survive it? If only she knew. --- STORY WAS WRITTEN WHEN I WAS LIKE 14 and I didn't finish it, maybe one day but proceed with caution!

As I finished the song, I saw him walking his way towards me. Then, he leans on me and whispers me the word, 'mine'. Before I could say a word, I found his lips on mine. It was then I realized that this guy infront of me - a handsome guy, is kissing me right now. I can't think of anything, right now. When he pulled away, none of us dares to speak. He places his hand on my cheeks and look at me intently. I don't know why, but I felt something inside me. What could it possibly be? Written by Elle Jacinto No plagiarism. All Rights Reserved 2013

Remember the guardian who always made people laugh? Remember the guardian who always tried to help? Remember the guardian who had a backstory? Do you? Do you remember the guardian that ran into the forest and never returned? That guardian was forgotten, or so he thought. Was he saved? No one knows. Only the ones he loves the most. Was he loved back? Everyone knows the answer to that. Do you? This story, is a story of a guardian who was forgotten, saved and loved... *SEQUEL TO UNIQUE DIFFERENT FOUND! HIGHLY RECOMMEND READING THAT FIRST!*

Anna Foster is happy with her life. Being an Angel has it's perks and she's not about to give them up to babysit some half dog, half human freaks. Too bad she doesn't have a choice. What Anna wasn't expecting was to meet the overprotective, soon to be Alpha wolf that claims she's his. Throw in a jealous angel, a missing friend and a whole hell of a lot of rebellion, Anna is getting a lot more than she bargained for with one trip to Aberdeen, Washington. ------------------- Unedited. Sorry for the mistakes. This is a rough draft and my first go at anything like this. Feel free to point out any mistakes that weren't already pointed out.

As angels look down to the worlds below them, they have to abide by the rules set out by the higher circles of their kind. If you don't respect the rules, it will brand you as a Fallen, an angel unworthy of its wings. Fallen Angels are usually corrupted creatures without conscious or compassion... Caitlin on the other hand, is an angel who was deemed Fallen because her compassion drove her to save a soul. What happens if she's forced to live in the immortal and mortal worlds combined, next to the very thing she had saved before? What happens if she has to live with Vampires and Demons alike?

After an amusing banter at the library with a mysterious guy, Savannah hopes that it's the last she'll see of the bickering boy. Come to find out, he's a new student at her school who just so happens to be a junior, much like Savannah. He feels the need to stick around her even though she is the target for childish rumors, gave him the wrong number purposely, has all the comebacks for his pickup lines, tried to run him over with her car, constantly embarrasses him, and repeatedly tells him to 'get lost' or 'shove off.' During their many adventures, not only do they get into many bad situations but they make a few enemies along the way. Will his determination to befriend this stubborn girl spark a friendship between the two or a special kind of hatred? <><><> WARNING: I wrote this story when I was fetus- even more fetus than I am now. I was thirteen and I finished it two or three weeks after I turned 14. That means that this story has grammatical errors. So please, read at your own risk. --- I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR THE PICTURE IN THE COVER. I SIMPLY SLAM DUNKED SOME WORDS ONTO IT. I DON'T OWN THE PICTURE. I SIMPLY FOUND IT ON APP.

I have loved and I have hated. I have watched my loved ones die while I live on, never able to join them. I have lived my first 92 years of life with pride, never wishing for anything more than happiness. Now, I only wish to die. I run from both fears and danger, living on as only a forgotten princess

In which survival is put through the ultimate test. It is said that the supernatural world was like a thin sheet of glass - for it was far too harmonic; far too fragile for those to wreak havoc upon. Albeit, there was a hybrid that could shatter it with the touch of her finger, with the air of her presence. She was a crack in that glass, threatening to welcome all darkness that crawled from the grim abyss. She didn't ask for this. She didn't ask to be indomitable. She didn't ask to be perfect. And she certainly didn't ask to be hidden for her life sake. But yet she was, being a werewolf-angel, after all. Despite the many odds that are against her, she strives with a strong and unwavering spirit to survive in a world devoid of love. With a secret past, her life remains a true mystery to others. But this was all going to change. Meet Charlotte Taken, and this is her story. (Cover by 17Serenity) (Trailer by niamh1864)