Highest rank Vampire #1. Evan Whitman is a emergency trauma physician with a special gift. She has the ability to feel the energy of her patients and it allows her to be a better healer. This gift is also a curse, as with it comes the knowledge of emotions and thoughts from those she is closest to, which has turned her into a social recluse. Her solitary life changes when a handsome stranger carries in a bloodied boy in the middle of the night. {WATTY'S 2012 finalist}

When a master class vampire decides he wants a certain marine by his side then nothing; not even that marine's own hatred of what he is will stop him from making him his Cover by; AuthorJJones

"Good, you're early. Perfect. Come with me." From the tour Don gave me yesterday I knew he was taking me to the kitchen. I guess I'm about to find out why. "Make me that wicked cup of coffee you spoke about." God, his accent. "As you wish, sir," I said with a mock British accent. "And what flavor do you prefer?" I asked, looking at the variety of International Delight creamers. "Pick the one you like." His voice was smooth and soft as he said that. I couldn't stop myself from smiling or turning around to look at him. He had his butt resting against the counter. He had his arms crossed over his chest and one foot over the other as he watched me. I felt my breathing pick up at how sexy he looked. My God. He wore high water pants, this time green, and boat shoes instead of loafers. Someway somehow he managed to pull off a leather jacket with that outfit. I don't know much about fashion but I would not even dare to put those two together. I could tell he had really broad shoulders. An image flashed through my mind. I had my hands underneath his arms and my fingernails digging into his shoulder as he backed me up against a wall and wrap my legs around his waist, fucking me hard against the wall. Jesus Christ, I hope Tommy doesn't ask me about him again because he's going to be very pissed if I tell him I imagined my boss banging me against the wall.

Tigers #1 Kyle Shinwoo

Shay Murray is completely bored with life. For some odd reason, despite his shitty attitude, he has plenty of so called friends and with a face like his, getting laid is no hardship. Women tend to give him anything he wants just to get with him so he never went without. But now he was just fuckin' out of his mind with boredom. Then while out on another monotonous date, he spots a guy sitting on a park bench...with dog ears and a tail that only he can apparently see. There he goes down the rabbit hole... Half Werewolf, half Golden Retriever shifter, Channing Ulrich, is used to getting taken advantaged of. Despite his intimidating size, once people see his fun loving and wanting to please personality, others don't hesitate to exploit it. Especially his new pack where his Werewolf father is one of the Betas. Soft hearted Channing has always dreamed of his special someone, that person destined to be his mate like in the stories his mother would tell him when he but a little pup. Then he meets prickly Shay and he's no longer lonely. Shay's been around the block, even tried out a guy once, but Channings happy go lucky personality gets on his nerves. Plus he wasn't digging the whole mated to a half werewolf mumbo-jumbo thing but the big guy is persistent. No matter how hard he pushes Channing away, he always comes back like a puppy. Little by little, with the constant onslaught of Channing's mix vulnerability and seduction, Shays walls begins to crumble. But someone wants Shay out the way, bad enough to kill him. And no matter how much his Pack disapproves of his mating, Channing will stand by his mate. He'll protect Shay even if he has to become the monster lurking inside him to do it.

Elena Campbell always thought she had seen it all: the death of her little sister, the relocation of her home. Upon moving to a small, sleepy town in a foreign country, Elena discovers there's more to this world than she ever thought. When this discovery suddenly puts her life and those closest to her in peril, saving them will take courage, love, and the ultimate sacrifice.

*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com