Ebonie was just a young woman seeking companionship after failing at most of the important things in life. That had been her first mistake, not the failing part, but thinking she could successfully find a lover (husband hopeful). Now she was just young, maybe still a woman (depending on if one consider only human females to be women) , but she was diffidently something else now. But in pure Ebonie fashion, she was somehow even failing at being turned into a supernatural being. Great.

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

All Caleb wanted to do was tell the woman he loved how he felt about her. All he wanted was to be a Deputy. To be somebody... One dark night and a near death experience changed everything. Now all Caleb wants is to be normal again. The sinister voice scratching at the back of his mind and his growing unnatural hunger has turned his world upside down. He is fighting to remain himself but the dark entity has other plans for him and the woman of his dreams.

Riny "Kae" Francisque is definite that she will never live to see the day of her true happiness. It has been set in stone since the day that she was born. She feels destined for a future of misfortunes. Her life is a living hell filled with constant abuse from both her aunt and a vulgar husband who strive to remind her how worthless she is. Trying to make the best of her life, Riny attempts to mend the remainder of the family she has left. But things go left when she witnesses her aunt being plummeted to death by her husband. In fear, Riny runs away from the home she's spent the entirety of her life in. No longer feeling safe where she is, Riny moves out of the state of Chicago where she encounters a brutal scene of a man being beaten by a mob of men. Unfortunately, they spot her and she is knocked unconscious and brought to an unfamiliar place. Riny meets the Pakhan, otherwise known as the leader of all bosses, and is left on trial to prove her innocence to the Vasiliev family. She gains the trust of everyone in the house and for once her life seems to be going right, she is protected, she is loved, she is happy. But happens when that runs out? Will she remain with the family she's grown to know? Or will she leave all that she's built for one big mistake? Will her love, life, and happiness be right behind her?

Mel Wilson was living a fairly normal life. With only one year left before she graduates college she didn't expect everything to go wrong just three days before she turned 21. Shoved into the supernatural world and being the key to either stopping or starting an impending war. People are after her, her father is missing, and she doesn't know who to trust. When she ventures out to find out who she is and try to save her dad with an unlikely group of friends the last thing she counts on is love and betrayal. Highest Rankings: #1 bwwm #1 celebrate black writers

"I'll be back. Don't leave okay" "Okay" she pouted as she played with her fingers, "Poseidon, I have a secret to tell you before you go" she giggled. "Tell me" "Its a secret! I have to whisper it to you" she tilted her head and curled her finger to motion me, reluctantly I came. "Yes Medusa" I sighed as I approached her. "I'm hungry" she whispered into my ear. "That is no secret. I hear your stomach. What are you hungry for?" I decided to play along. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me close. "You" she breathed on my lips. She pulled my chin and made me stare into her golden pupils. "Why do you distance yourself away from me the god whose name is Poseidon?" she whispered into my face as she brushed my thick brows. "I know I wont be able to stop...if i give in" "Then just give in?" she uttered as she massaged my lips with her thumb. ______ She was once known for her beauty. Beloved by everyone. Adored by many. But soon she was hated by all... all.... except one..... #1 in gods 4/12/19 #5 in new story 2/19/19 #13 in lovable 2/13/19 #6 in Poseidon 2/22/19 #5 in Poseidon 2/22/19 #13 in goddess 3/9/19 Started: 1/25/19 MATURE SCENES!

Five out of Ten, that was her score, that was Luca Mato's given score for how well she was in bed. It was a senior prank, one that went horribly wrong when she ended up pregnant. Nessa Tyler had never had a an easy life, she didn't trust and she didn't hope. She made a mistake, her worse one yet, when she allowed Luca Mato to be a part of her life. Now, their lives are to be intertwined, and with trust broken and hope gone, it will be especially difficult, especially considering Luca's life isn't exactly one anyone would want to be dragged into.

Bryce had been a good kid. A better than good kid actually, with his sense of justice and high morals. He wanted to be a police officer and do good things for his community and the world. But then he was kidnapped because of one of his many good deeds, and worse yet, he had dragged his girlfriend, Krissy, into the dangerous mess he had made for himself. Their kidnapper was a woman, a mother, who blamed him for her son's imprisonment and later death. The woman's goal was to torture him, break him, and turn a good kid bad. It wouldn't have worked if not for Krissy - the good kid's one weakness. The one thing he would do anything for, including becoming a Monster.

I died yesterday. But to make no mistake. This is not a story about death. This is a story about love. Not lust. Not anger. Not forgiveness. Not desire. Just love. Stories aren't so simple this way anymore I think. This one is simple enough. Girl meets Boy. She hates boy, but she finds him intriguing. She learns more about him and suddenly his golden dark brown eyes remind her of the setting sun. Suddenly hate... is dislike... then friendship... then kindness... Suddenly it is love. In this story... Girl meets boy. But first the girl must die. Second she has to become his food. Third, the Boy must reveal his darkest secret. That he is no boy at all. But a monster the world had thought they'd killed off long, long ago. A Nosferatu. A lineage of vampires that would make any man's -magical or human-blood freeze over in fear. So really this story is dead Girl meets undead Boy and discovers she must be his food for eternity. But trust me, I promise... it's not that complicated.