Some call me bad luck. Some call me unlucky. Some call me their worst nightmare. Most fear me. Most scream when they see me. And I smile. I smile because that's what I love the best. Their fear. I love it, when it goes through their eyes when I point the gun and shoot them dead. I love how pale they turn when they hear me chuckle. I just love the sound of their rapidly beating hearts against their chest. But when she comes along, that's where my true demon comes out. That's where I love it the most when I scare her and become her worst nightmare. I'll break her. I'll break that little fiery soul of hers. And I'll laugh when it's in my hands. *mature theme *cussing

When a murder shakes her tiny village, Alera will discover a horrifying link between the scars on her arms and the werewolves and vampires that stalk her home. ***** Nineteen-year-old Alera has grown up in the village of Adaymos, listening to stories about the monsters that live in the forest that surround her home. Labelled an outcast because of the scars on her arm, she's an easy scapegoat after one of the villagers is found murdered, but when newcomer Will is framed instead she's forced to question everything she knows about the mysterious outsider. Could he really be the killer? Or is he hiding more about the werewolves and vampires that live in the forest -- and the truth behind Alera's scars -- than he lets on? [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

"Listen close to the howls and feel their agony." Living under the imposition of the Association is what the life of Amareth Rose has to go through with each day. Through the arrant training of assassination and the depths of espionage, they habituate her into invisibility, devising her into their deadliest weapon- a killing machine. Her set of skills are beyond impressive; her talents no match and out of the leagues of men. Knowing the abhorrent avocation of the Association, her mother pioneers her away from the corrupted tyrrannies, despite knowing the risks; to lead her daughter into a path where there is no more wars, no more blood-shed, no more depravity. Through that tutelage, Amareth hid herself behind her true motives. Her struggle each day of concealing the truth has never been unveiled. Not a single soul debunks her repugnance towards the hunt of innocent varmints. Until the moment when she meets her fated person- her other half. The Alpha of the most vicious pack ever known in history. The Moonstone pack. Untamed, ferocious, truculent. The name itself is a living legend, a carrier of terror and horror for many packs and many years to come by. They are notorious for their brutality and savagery, threatening those who dares to step foot on their territory. Packs heed of the way they triumph in battles. The way they subjugate territories. The way they dictate Empires. All led by an Alpha. Valentino Rolfe. And none dares to defy him, for they all fear and admire his rule. "A Beast to all, a Mate to one." All Rights Reserved. Copyright © Urbantales11 Cover from DeviantArt

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*

[Highest Rank: #3 in Romance] "Tell me to kiss you," he whispered so quiet and husk I wouldn't have heard if he wasn't my main focus of attention. "No," I protested knowing good and well that I've never wanted anything more. "Tell me," his other hand slid under his hoodie, his cold finger tips a contrast on my hot body, his lips leaning in to whisper in my ear, "to kiss you." His eyes pulled back and studied my face. I leaned in close, my lips barely touching his. "No," the stretch of my lips making a bit more contact with his. I heard him growl. And then it was as if a gust of wind blew out the candles and everything went cold, including the once occupied space in front of me. He was gone and I was left alone in the dark. ______________________ They say drowning is a peaceful death, one of the best ways to die, if there is even a good way to die at all. They say it's like falling asleep, the calm feeling of water flooding your lungs as the flow of oxygen ceases and you pass from earth to wherever we go after this life. I however, beg to differ. ______________________ When a blue eyed girl stumbles into the town of Wrustles and almost drowns she becomes the talk of the town.. and the chatter of the sea. After being convinced that someone in the water saved her she jumps again, only to find the harsh waves and a face. A face she knew would find her beneath the crashing water above her. A face she believed in before she even knew it existed. ______________________ I update hella frequently! And my chapters are what some would consider short but I promise it's worth it and it allows really frequent updates! ♡ ______________________

●Cover made by @-secuteari (HAD A PLOT BUT IS NOW A ONESHOT BOOK) I gulped as devil approached me.i took a step back.he just gave me wicked grin.i walked backwards until I was pressed against the alley wall.my eyes widened in fear.he put each of his hands on either sides of my head on the wall and leaned closer to me.he leaned in so close that if I moved the slightest our lips would touch." Hey princess" he said with his lips brushing my ear.i started blushing." I-i...i-i ....i" I stuttered in fear and in nervousness.he smirked.i gulped again. My heart was beating so fast! I felt the wind blow against my skin and I shivered.devil saw a hair That the wind moved and tucked it behind my ear.my palms started getting sweaty." Do I make you afraid" my eyes widened."uh.....I-I.." I stuttered again.his face turned into a cold one. " looks like we've got a problem" ...... 13th in #Badboy 10/27/19 1st in #Pure 10/26/19 14th in #Wattpad 10/27/19 47th in #Teenromance 10/27/19 38th in #goodgirl 10/27/19 11th in #Daddy 10/27/19 18th in #Devil 10/27/19 189th in #Teenfiction 10/27/19 651st in #Romance 10/27/19 664th in #Love 10/27/19

Two teens unable to participate in gym watch their fellow students from a park bench. One of them eats what seems like a pound of almonds each day. The other wants to know why. [ © 2014 - Samantha Grace. All Rights Reserved. ] Cover made by the amazingly talented Julietta, or, -therapy

"Will not hurt mate." the hot puffs of breath tickled her neck, she couldn't help the increasing rate of her heart as it's claws rhythmically brushed down her back and the wirery, bristle like hair on its chest prickled into her cheek. _____________________________________________________________________ It's 2556, the up and coming 16th anniversary celebrating the end of The Great War. Lydia Saunders is the go to girl of the military, no-one has a record as perfect as hers. But when her latest mission goes bust and reviles something unexpected, what will she do?

In a world of monsters and gods, the Lupus Deus is the one being no one wants among them, especially not the gods that wronged him. Vivian Grey is as average as any werewolf comes, or at least that's what she believes growing up until she is confronted with the fact that her mate is the monster she heard stories about growing up. It doesn't take her long to realize that he is as cruel as whispered, as unfeeling as he is complex, and far more monstrous than believed. When push comes to shove she'll have to learn to navigate her own strength or risk being drowned in his. As a war between her mate and the gods that made him take place, love, might just easily become a double-edged sword. PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Link: https://www.amazon.com/Lupus-Deus-Werewolf-Sophia-Moore/dp/1644341271/ref=nodl_

(Completed) "If I can't have you, no one else will." **** He lived in my shadow. Guarding. Watching. Waiting. I never knew him but he knew everything about me. He was a Lycan with the strength of a thousands soldiers. His command was like thunder--loud and merciless. In his wake was a trail of chaos. I should be afraid of him but I was drawn to him. He was mine as I was his. Pulled into an unknown world Diedre never dreamed of, she must fight for her life and decide if this was truly the fate she wants--a life full of chaos, betrayal, and war. Highest Ranking #19 werewolf