This story was previously known as "The Awakening". ~*~ "One... two... three... one... two... three... a million... is that number right?" A figure less voice echoed. "Hello? Who's there?" Caliope asked, focusing on that voice. "One... two... who? A million... a billion... no, it's more... a legion..." Silence. She had seen too many horror movies and heard too many stories about that single word to overpass its meaning. The voice went quiet, yet she was still unable to see where it came from. She rubbed her eyes and all she could see around her was a thick path in a jungle-like scene. She didn't remember how she got there, but she knew it was for something important. Her eyes focused on the far end of the path and all she could see were more trees. She turned to the opposite side and found just the same. "One... two... billions... but always back at one..." the voice resumed it's counting. "Where are you? Who are you?" ~*~ -Her name is Caliope, and when she was a young girl, she never believed in happy endings. For her, there was nothing more than what you see in front of you. All she needed was her best friend Vanessa. Her background is very simple; a foster child with foster parents that were everything but warm and caring. Regardless of that, she became a smart and responsible young woman, ready for whatever came her way. At least that is what she thought. Her new job interview changed her life. It changed everything she ever believed in, and what she thought it was real. Her new boss is an amazing woman who has a son, something different from what he is made out to be. As she discovers the hidden truth about her boss and her son, she has to prepare herself for a whole new world that will unfold to her. ~*~ Intro collaboration with my loyal reader @GabrielleCarden Original Picture from the cover made by Marcus J. Ranum ~*~ This story has erotic scenes, religious perspectives, and judgment. Be warned and read at your own risk.

I was wandering alone in the streets that night. But i never thought that I would find him of all people over there. His intimidating physique and his deep chocolate brown eyes which could withhold all his emotions had already started haunting me at the nights making me restless. What was the thing about him that always dragged me towards him? Was it purely attraction or might it be another deeper feeling which i wasn't prepared for? Meet Diana and Ashton two persons each from a different worlds and suddenly they are thrown together each with their own secrets . Will they have their happily ever after soon after they fall in love or would they have face many more obstacles to be together??? Read on to find out what happens?

She wore her masks to protect herself, he wore his masks to protect everyone else. She was a mere human, he was something more. Complete opposites. The only two things they have in common? 1. They could both flirt for the United States. 2.They were both destined to be each others mate. //I do not own the image used in the cover, and all credits for the image go to the photographer.

Ariana has lost so much in her 18 years of being alive but can a sexy stranger (or two) be enough to help her pull through? Well guess you will have to read and see what happens ;) - Preview - "YOUR MINE " he growled into my ear making my knees week . "I'm not an object you creep " I weakly manage to say . He pulls me impossibly close . "True but you are my mate there for I own you angel " he whispers into my ear nipping my neck as he pulls away laughing at my expense.

"A girl once told me, to be careful. When trying to fix a broken person. For you may cut yourself on their shattered pieces" •re-writing the book•

"Forever lost, forever gone away from me. Death has torn your existence apart from me, it was such a gruesome day…" "But worry not my dear lover, for I have already taken my revenge on your killer, and now… I must search for your wandering soul, trapped in your reincarnated body, fast asleep and unaware it has been reborn once again..." "Soon, soon we shall be reunited again, and we shall stay with each other for eternity in this cruel afterlife. I must find you, and I would do anything for my wish to be fulfilled. Even if it was to destroy all of humanity to find your body and soul again…" "I would never give up…" Warning alert: Contains crude language, gruesome scenes, brutal violence and abuse, and suggestive themes. (( Credit goes to Rana_Abdul_Hafiz for making this epic cover for the story. Way to go, my dear BFF! <3 :* Oh and you better go and read her stories, they're pretty epic. ^_^ ))

An abused girl and lonely boy. This is the story of how they meet. The girl is tormented by everyone in her life, even her own father while the boy lives a popular life but with his own insecurities. They find each other one night, and slowly grow closer and closer together. But their encounters at night are mysterious; they don't know each other's whereabouts or even their names. So when the boy wants to spend more time with the girl during the day, how will he find her? Or will he even find her before she is lost forever?

"As soon as you believe you are a monster is when you become one." After many years of war, the kingdom of Edria is finally in an era of peace--peace obtained by one thing and one thing only. A deal. King Regol has made a deal with the devil, or rather, a beast. A monster. Or so he claims. When he uses the deal for his own advantage, he threatens a girl named Zara, who has had everything but her family taken away. Zara is ordered to kill the beast Regol made a deal with, unbenownst to her that the deal even exists. When her attempt fails, she is left with two choices: to never go back home, or to learn from the beast so she can take back what is hers. She faces dangers on the castle grounds she thought were only stories; magic, creatures that kill a person in a single puff of air, and lastly, the beast, who can barely control the darkness that has buried itself in him for years. The longer she is on the castle grounds, however, the more she realizes everything is more than it seems... ...and that she has a power she could only dream about. **** A retelling of Beauty and the Beast Wonderful cover by @nicegirlsreadbooks Highest rank: #1 in Fantasy #4 in Adventure

"You are mine," He murmured across my skin. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed the mark he gave me. I shuddered as he lightly nipped it. "Danny, you are mine and only mine, you understand?" Daniella Saunders had a pretty rough life. After being heartbroken and betrayed by both her father and her boyfriend, Danny moves to a small town to find the comfort of her mother. Everything is not what it seems and soon, Danny finds herself in the middle of a world she didn't even knew existed outside of fiction novels and movies. Not only does the town seem bizarre, but her senses heighten, her temper is out of control, and her hunger amplify. Throw in an arrogant, selfish, sexy, possessive player who didn't even want her in the first place, her life just seamlessly attract madness. Especially with those creepy threats coming from a "Silver Bullet", she can't keep still.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.