Sahara lives in a society without men-a flawless utopia; at least, that's what everyone keeps telling her. But Sahara knows perfection comes at a cost, and she's spent her entire life acting the part of a warden's obedient daughter. She is expected to follow her mother's footsteps, to become a warden of the incarcerated men, known as Brutes. But when Sahara comes face to face with a real-life Brute, she realizes he is nothing like the government's terrifying and revolting depictions. Desperate to know why, Sahara makes a deal: she will keep his secret, but only if he answers some questions. The terrifying relationship between prosecutor and subject slowly morphs into a dangerous love, one that distorts the laws of right and wrong. When suspicions grow high and the Brute's life is in jeopardy, Sahara is faced with the ultimate dilemma: to save herself or her forbidden love.

[18+] When Sasha strikes up a friendship with her gorgeous boss, the lines between professional and personal start to blur. ***** Sasha Henshaw can't believe her luck when she lands a job at Montgomery's, one of London's most prestigious companies. Working for 24-year-old Alastair Montgomery isn't easy, though, especially when he acts more like a friend than a boss. Assuming the role of his right-hand woman, Sasha finds herself deeply involved in Alastair's life, witnessing everything from his struggle to make his father proud, to his heartbreak over a relationship that ended three years ago. But when the company is thrown into the spotlight, the lines between professional and personal relationships become blurred, and Sasha realises she's close to being wrapped up in an office affair that doesn't stop when the clock strikes five. 𝘍𝘖𝘙𝘔𝘌𝘙𝘓𝘠 𝘞𝘐𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘕 𝘞𝘈𝘛𝘛𝘗𝘈𝘋'𝘚 𝘗𝘈𝘐𝘋 𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘙𝘐𝘌𝘚 𝘗𝘙𝘖𝘎𝘙𝘈𝘔 - 𝘚𝘈𝘔𝘗𝘓𝘌 𝘖𝘕𝘓𝘠 𝘍𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘮: 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴.𝘤𝘰𝘮/𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘵 ***** 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: "THE END! I swear this is my favorite story, over the past years I've read it over 5 times" "This was a really great read! I've been pushing this story off for a while as I thought I wouldn't like it, but I've enjoyed all of your stories. This one did not disappoint at all!"

All your dreams will come to life. So will all your nightmares. ― After narrowly surviving the car crash that killed his best friend, Andrew King is left to grapple with his loss and nurse a traumatic brain injury. With his injury comes a crippling sleep disorder, and sick of the restless nights and fatigued days, Andrew joins a clinical study to correct it as one of four subjects. The promise of returning to normalcy is lost as his dreams begin to take harrowing turns, prophetic in nature and vivid enough to be confused with waking life. Andrew bands with the other subjects, and they learn that the study has left them with the ability to live versions of the future in their dreams. Together they embark on a journey to find the forces behind their newfound abilities, only to quickly discover that some doors are best left unopened.

Penny: I still remember the first moment our eyes met, something happened. Those icy blue eyes. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I could feel the magnetic pull and we're both helpless against it. Our eyes met constantly across the room. He would be the first to tear his eyes away. He's so powerful, though. So charismatic. He's a lycan. I'm just a regular werewolf. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I made up my mind that I would make him love me. I would fight for what I want. I would deny my own mate if it means I get to keep him. Three years I went after him single-mindedly. I laid my heart out for him. He kept pushing me away. Then one day he pushed too far...and I'm tired of fighting for us. There's no us. I'm just a fool. I'm done fighting. I made up my mind that I'm going forget him. I'm going to go out there and lose my virginity, over and over again if I have to. I mean, why hold on to it, right? It's not like I'm getting an award for keeping it the longest. Not likely that my mate will keep his virginity for me. Darius certainly didn't. Why the double standard? So, why can't he just leave me alone now? Why is he so hellbent on breaking me? Stupid lycan. Ughhh...stupid, stupid lycan. Darius: The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she's my erasthai. The one. The exotic looking dark haired beauty. Dark eyes taunting me. Haunting me. Only I'm not looking for the one. I'm a warrior, there's no room for a mate. A mate will make you weak. My enemies could get to me through my mate. Then it happened. She finally gave up. For some reason, it makes me mad. Not only did she give up, but she gets this crazy idea that she's going to lose her virginity to some random stranger. Fvck that! That's not going to happen. Nobody else is touching her. I'll make her wait until she finds her mate. She's so stubborn, though. She's driving me crazy. So, why can't I leave her alone?

Nova can't escape the rich town of Riverside, where a tragedy follows her every step, but she can work to uncover who's been lying to her all these years. ***** When seventeen-year-old Nova Nightingale returns to her late mother's hometown the last thing she expects is to be public enemy number one, but the rumors surrounding her mother's sudden disappearance fifteen years earlier follow Nova everywhere she goes. And to top it all off, the local rich boy, Isaac Royal, is adamant about making her life hell. Surrounded by rumors, lies, and a secret keeping the town on edge, Nova has to figure out why she's hated and why the boy hell-bent on making her suffer seems to be the only person she can trust. Content/Triggering Warning: this story contains themes of suicide and violence [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

|| Available in book stores!! || watty award 2017 winner! || Becca's life takes a thrilling turn when she pretends to date Brett Wells, the most popular boy in school. Becca Hart is determined to coast her way through her senior year at Eastwood High School. Counting down the days until graduation had become her crutch. Her plans come to a screeching halt one afternoon when she ends up sharing a spontaneous kiss with Brett Wells, who's known for being captain of the football team and an all-around good guy. Their "love" spreads like fire and their fake relationship begins. But the two quickly learn that just because it started off fake, doesn't mean it won't become very real. ___________________________________________ Highest Rank in Teen Fiction: #1 - June 24, 2017. Featured in Teen Fiction: August 1, 2017. Watty Award 2017 Winner for Riveting Reads: September 29, 2017 Completed on: September 18, 2017. ___________________________________________ This story was originally published by myself on the Episode Interactive App as RIVALS. However, the story and the sequel have now been taken down. Alex Light © All Rights Reserved 2017 Cover: Designed by Corina Lupp and drawn by Jordi Labanda.

| Book One in Bonded Series | *if you're new, please start reading at the second part named "prologue", not the one that says original version... unless you'd like to read both!* Tradition states that the Goddess pairs you with the person that completes you in every way. The whole idea implies that you give something to your mate that they are missing, that together you are better than you were apart. If that was the case, I wasn't so sure that I was capable of being anyone's mate. My strong bloodline was a guarantee that I would be able to find safety in the arms of a suitable male. As the daughter of an Alpha, the elders believed that I was destined to hold the title of Luna. The sole purpose of my life would revolve around serving a pack, and a man, that wasn't my own. My father made sure that I understood my destiny did not include only being a Luna. He taught me that my true purpose was to serve our people and keep them safe. The idea of finding my mate was the last thing on my mind because my responsibility to my pack was always the number one priority. I am meant to be an Alpha, and my heart belongs to my pack. Highest Ranking • #21 in Werewolf Lupine Awards: Insane Innovators Winner •unedited•

(Sporadic Updates) A boy with bad conversational skills tries to express himself to a werecoyote that doesn't understand why he's so shy... <> Teen Wolf Season 4 Disclaimer: No, my children, I do not own Teen Wolf, or Allison would be alive and dating Scott and Stiles and Malia would be forever together. I only own Charlie and Sophie Acton.

Highest rank in Werewolf: 6 "Mate," he growled out, as he sniffed the air and began scanning the room with his shining silver eyes. When they landed on mine, it was as if time had just stopped and he was everything that I could possibly need and more. "Her," was all he said, as surprise was written on everyone's face, including Alpha Malik. All I wanted to do was just disappear from the face of the Earth as if I never existed in the first place. Alejandra Sanchez was once a radiant girl who had lots of friends and always had a smile on her face, but that all changed when her mother passed away, leaving her all alone with her father. Some time after her mother had passed, her father had remarry a woman and forgot all about his little girl who was left depressed and alone to cope with the death of her mother. One by one her friends drifted apart, the same way her father did and the teasing and bullying began. Her mother was one of the friendliest women around the pack who was loved by everyone and she looked like an exact copy of her, to fuel everyone's hatred at her, making her wish that she never existed. To make everyone forget about her, she stopped talking.