Once a forgotten Omega, now the next Luna of the Blood Moon pack. Nova must uncover the secrets of her heritage while unraveling the reason her new mate is keeping her at arm's length. Season 1 of Lost Luna ****** Rescued from a wolf pack who abused and bullied her, Nova must relearn what it means to be part of a family, and that she, too, is worth fighting for. Finding it within herself with the help of new friends, Nova grows stronger and braver than ever before. But danger lurks along the pack borders and she must navigate this all new strained relationship with her mate along the way! #enemiestolovers #slowburn *** Complete✨ 2022 1,000,000 reads ~ 17/07/21! 2,000,000 reads ~ 27/07/21! 3,000,000 reads ~ 07/08/21! 4,000,000 reads ~ 20/08/21! 5,000,000 reads ~ 09/09/21 6,000,000 reads ~ 10/10/21 7,000,000 reads ~ 22/10/21 8,000,000 reads ~ 01/11/21 9,000,000 reads ~ 12/11/21 10,000,000 reads ~ 27/11/21 11,000,000 reads ~ 13/12/21 12,000,000 reads ~ 31/12/21 13,000,000 reads ~ 20/01/22 14,000,000 reads ~ 26/02/22 15,000,000 reads ~ 20/05/22 16,000,000 reads ~ 22/08/22 17,000,000 reads ~ 01/11/22 18,000,000 reads ~ 04/06/23 19,000,000 reads ~ 10/10/23 20,000,000 reads ~ 21/12/23 21,000,000 reads ~ 09/08/24 22,000,000 reads ~ 16/09/25 Top Ranked Tags : #1 werewolf (for 10 weeks) #1 beta #1 lycan #1 mates #1 luna #1 king #1 omega #1 alpha #2 wolf #15 romance #19 love word count 210,000 ~ 230,000 ✨

Katrina Johnson never really fit in anywhere, her bullies, lack of family, and lack of decent friends pushed her to grow less patient... And C A R E L E S S. Kat was orphaned in while she was in middle school, no one to console or C O N T R O L her. She was an outcast and no one understood her. One day she gets left behind from the bus and she takes a shortcut through a wooded park. U N F O R T U N A T E L Y, she stumbles upon a boy with a white blood covered jackect with long black hair. She thinks hes just another creep untill she experiences how much in common they have with each other. Or is it something more? Something more... T o x I c...

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(Don't worry this is an all english book, just da title is French) All of these stories are written by me some of them maybe long or some of them maybe short or two sentence too. (WARNING-THESE STORIES CAN GIVE YOU NIGHTMARES OR EVEN HEART ATTACKS!!!!!!!!!!!!) ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ These were written when I was as immature as a green mango, so the grammar is TERRIBLE! Plz bare with me cuz I've gotten much better and I'll be editing these stories again. Also english isn't my first language

"I'm scared," she whispered. It was the first words she said since I found her huddled down in the basement. "But, nothing's going to happen to you!" I assured her. Big sistering was hard. I hugged her in my arms. "I'm not scared for me," she whispered into my ear. I hugged her tighter. I asked, "Then what are you scared for?" She had these moments a lot. Making simple situations so dramatic. I had to support her, still. After all, she was my sister. I loved her to death. "I'm scared for you."

Bethany is just an ordinary 15 year old teenage girl that moves a lot. Her little sister Cora constantly bugs her about seeing things that are not there. Their mom is constantly in and out of their life but one day she finds 'the one'. Or so she thinks. But things start to happen one day when they move into their permanent home. Things happen that no one can explain. What is happening? Will they ever figure out what's going on? Or are they doomed forever?

In the first book Sally, the main character Angela was going to die until she killed Sally, thus ending the spirit of Sally, or so she thought... So now we will continue the story from the point of view of a little girl named Madison, who is also the daughter of Angela. Enjoy reading the sequel to "Sally" **This is JUST A ROUGHDRAFT! We will edit it when we have the chance** Copyright© daishacristina21 2015

"I woke up, drenched In sweat and consumed by fear. My heart was beating and I was scared to the bone. had been the 12th time this month that I had awoken to a nightmare. The worst thing about all of this though was that the nightmare was real and the monster was hiding under the bed...." ................................................................. Alison. 21 years old, living alone and haunted by a malevolent creature. All she wants is a happy, normal life but she knows that that is something she will probably never get, unless she confronts her dark, and mysterious past.... .............................................................. Hi this is me the author 3 years later and I would not recommend this book to read ...my writing was terrible I was 12 lol.. so yh don't read it there's a ton of mistakes and clichés so read at ur own risk ... * first wattpad story

[ UNEDITED ] READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!! Let's be honest. What could possibly be worse than a 4 night stay in a 'haunted hotel'. Angeline, John, Max, Marcus, Ashlynn and myself, grouped together and assigned to stay in Room 414 of Resident Hotel. Creepy receptionist, elevator stopping at random floors, weird screaming at night, sudden deaths of students and seeing things only a person with a third eye could see. This is our story. *RESIDENT HOTEL IS A FICTIONAL HOTEL WHICH I MADE UP MYSELF.

My name is Addison Jones. I am 15 years old. I had long black hair that went down to my bottom and gray eyes. I was pale as a ghost, at least thats what my mom would always say. I had just moved to a small town in Pennsylvania where I went to my first year of public school. Being taught by my mother at home my entire life, sophomore year was a huge reality check for me. I didn’t really fit in. Most of the girls here were blonde and had lots of friends, and I was…alone. I always was alone. For as long as I could remember, everybody didn't pay much attention to me. I've never had a "friend", and I can't recall the last time anyone other than my mom payed much attention to me.. at all, for the most part. Even my teachers payed me little to no attention. I didn’t like school, but because of my fathers death, my mom could no longer teach me as she had to work. I was only a week into school and everything was normal… until it happened.