*BOOK FIVE* (Can be read as standalone) *Completed* "Two girls from each Pack have been selected to represent themselves and their morals, to determine who is best suited for Alpha Malik...." *** After being kidnapped and abused by an unruly rogue organisation, Aria is forced enter a competition with a man who has given up all hopes of finding his mate. Alpha Malik is known as the Alpha of Love, and now Aria must compete against girls from every Pack, for his attention. To save her own life, and his too, she must complete a mission that will force her into the Alpha's arms. However, a twist in the game changes everything. And the Alpha himself will realises that maybe his mate was never as far as he thought... ••• Fifth book in the Alpha Series (You can read as standalone.) Mature content. Wattpad Futures participant, therefore you will see ads. Early Access on Radish.

[A/N] This is a werecat story. Bxb. Gabriel is probably not the sharpest knife in the kitchen but he knows how to make some money in a tough situation. Crime. It's not really a career so much as a lifestyle, his. It had been a long time since he'd seen anyone in any other way then how much money they carried with them or what sort of lash-backs there might be if he robbed them. One night upon walking home from his brothers flat in Halbern he saw a dark figure wander into the alleyway that happened to be a short cut to his place. The only thing he saw was the glint in the dark. He knew he was tall. He knew even looking from afar the man seemed scary, but he still went for it. Why? Because either way, every man had a neck. Oh no, Gabriel, look what you've done. You've awoken the demon of the underworld, Kerberos. Boy you messed with the wrong man.

Self-proclaimed weirdo April Hale and the notorious troublemaker Ryder Black have been living side by side for more than ten years. Both never attempted to communicate with each other, but on the night Ryder Black is thrown out by his own father, he asks her a question that might change both of their lives: "March, will you let me stay in your room?" He even got her name wrong. - A coming of age story about loss, the wonders of falling in love, and ultimately, pretending to be normal. Get inside April's distorted and yet humorous perspective, and watch as her tale unfolds into a shocking finish. COVER BY @RIVIIX

She was cunning, she was clever, she was untouchable. She was one to be feared, she herself, was fearless. During the war, she was their silent assassin. Their spy. Their savior. But now, the war is over. There is no need for Specials. There is no need for this girl any longer. The girl that was more constantly referred to as a weapon, rather than a human being. Of course, there were others just like her. Though they had become "De-specialized" after the war. They lost their cunning. Their cleverness. Their Specialness. And now? Now, they were average. One procedure, one day, and now they were weak. Useless. But not the girl. She had decided to stay the way she was, the way they had made her. The way they had constructed her. "You cannot stay in society they way you are now," they told her. She was still hostile. Still clever. Still deadly. She needed to learn control. But where? The government did not want her; did not need her. She waited for months on end as they searched for the perfect place to hide their little experiment from the eyes of the prying world. 8 months passed by the time they finally found it. Arkham asylum, located directly near a crime riddled city by the name of Gotham. No one would believe the crazies if they happened to witness what she was capable of. No one would question the increase in deaths if she happened to escape. She was shipped off the next morning. Ready or not, here she comes. *UNDER EDITING* (This story happens after The Dark Knight, while Joker is in the asylum. There will be appearances from Scarecrow, Riddler, Catwoman, etc. The main character is supposed to originate from The Uglies Trilogy by Scott Westerfield. So this is a mixed fan fiction. Nothing will come from The Uglies Trilogy except her physical characteristics. I own nothing except my original character and the plot). (Beautiful cover art by invisiblyinked) :D

~This story started out as a collaboration between Zenon107 and myself, but I've been taking some time to gather my thoughts and travel away from needing her help to write~ Hello. You don't know me because I am the type of person who doesn't talk to anyone. I don't dress like the other guys. I dress more like a girl than anything. I get made fun of all the time for being gay, what I dress like; the whole nine yards. I always go home to find my house a wreck because my parents hate each other. My older brother, being nineteen, doesn't care what goes on in the house. He's always out partying and banging his girlfriend, who he doesn't know is gay. I have to sit in my room and endure the constant verbal abuse my father shoots at my mother and vice versa. Sometimes, the fighting gets so intense that there is physical abuse. My only escapes are my computer, my knife, and Blood On The Dance Floor. I have feelings for Jayy Von Monroe. Because of him I can be at peace when I sleep at night. I love him. I want to marry him someday. [All the banners are made by me~]

[BoyxBoy - Completed] "Ash" is a seventeen year old high school drop out who makes his money by renting himself. It's not his ideal or dream career, but it's what it takes to pay for his necessities. When Ash finds himself in a classroom with his first ever teenage trick, things don't go as they normally would. From then on, you might just say that his life as a rent-boy takes an unusual turn. Instead of being paid to have sex, Ash is paid, by his most regular customer yet, to simply talk. It all seems too good to be true to Ash; a good lookin' lad that's actually his own age? That's a big step from the usual mid-thirty perverts he gets on street corners. You'd think it'd be a great twist to his life, right? Yeah, so did Ash. Until he finds out his tricks secret, which makes Ash wish he'd never even met the guy. Lust, suspicion and a dose of love? This rent-boy's life is about to get a whole lot better, but also a whole lot worse.

Strong-spirited wild child Jalia, who loves nothing better than to tease her best friend, Macco, is the daughter of Katara, a waterbending legend, and Aang, the current Avatar. That's a lot to live under the shadow of. Not to mention the fact that she didn't give their parents what they wanted: an airbender. Instead, she's just a boring old waterbender who will never be as great as her mum. It seems all is lost for her parents and the nonexistent airbender population until six years after Jalia arrives, they have a baby boy who has a way with the wind. And with him comes a change in the relationship between Jalia and her parents. It’s not long before Jalia decides to set off on her own like her Mum and Uncle Sokka once did, with the company of Macco, of course. As if the spirits hadn’t seen it coming, the two of them cause quite a lot of trouble before discovering an undercover plot has been brewing for years. They’re in deep enough already, but it’s not just their safety that’s on the line now, but the peace of the Four Nations comes to rest in their hands. Nothing like trusting the fate of the world to a of couple teenagers. Jalia’s known for her determination and perseverance, though. And she and her friends, new and old, will stop at nothing to save the world they call home. --- Fanfic of: Avatar: the Last Airbender I do not own the rights to some characters, the setting, or the cartoon. But many characters and the plot are my own.

His brown eyes start assessing my face, making me feel really uncomfortable. I mean, the guy’s really tall. He like looms over my short figure. I’ve never seen him so up close, it’s almost surreal. And, I say this in the most no-homoest way, but like, I see why the girl’s go so crazy for him. He’s tall, obviously muscular, I mean nobody can miss the rippling muscles popping off his body, or his big ass broad shoulders. He’s got an angular jaw, and his nose is slightly crooked. Probably from getting into too many fights; he is a bad boy, after all. “So, uh, thanks. For taking me here, I mean,” I say, feeling awkward. Ian’s just standing here, looking me up and down in the sort of way you’d look at a chick. I’m getting freaked out. Ian merely smirks, and nods. “No problem.” I turn, grabbing onto the doorknob. But, when his hand suddenly shots out and slams the door close as I pull it open, I freeze and get really scared. See? See?! I knew it was too good to be true. He’s about to beat my ass. Real smart, too smart. I have to give one to Ian. Play with his prey, make them think their gunna make it out alive, and then BOOM! Get their ass just when their hope rises. I should’ve known. “So...” Ian murmurs, his hot breath blowing against my ear. “You do know, you hit my car, right?” “Uh...yeah, about that...I’m really sorry. If there’s any way that I can repay⎯” I turn around as I’m speaking, but Ian cuts me off. With his lips.

REWRITTEN AS 'The Wingman' Ever loved someone who never loved you back? Tate is in this situation. His best friend, Lorcen, has just come out to him that he's bisexual... but he's in love with someone else. Invited along on a camping trip, Tate is going to try in all of his power to sabotage any chance of them feeling mutual love. But even some of the greatest plans have their downsides. May contain scenes of boyxboy action. But if you love it like me you won't mind (;