*Shortlisted for Wattys 2017* Sixteen year old Charlie Shultz almost died ten years ago, when a little boy lured her away with murder on his mind. She escaped, but now her attempted murderer is back. This time, he's different. He's grown up. His face has changed with age; his name is no longer the one that haunts her nightmares. His methods have improved. He's learned new ways to torture, new ways to terrify, and new ways to make the chilling experience last. Poor Charlie won't even see him coming. She won't even realize who he is until he gets a second chance at the One That Got Away.

"I won't be the same. I've changed. I won't be the girl who falls head over heels for him after years of him ignoring me," I state, watching as she moves across the room. "I've put him behind me and I hope he has as well." If only I knew those words were nothing but a lie I would tell myself day after day. After all, how could I forget my first love: the boy who left me and ignored me years ago. The boy who was not as he seemed. The Alpha who was unbreakable...yet I broke him.

This is book two, the first book is called Mistreated and Rejected Chloe, her brother Alex and her Alpha Luke have been caught by hunters. They must find a way back to their pack and friends. But that seems near impossible. Lifes are on the line as Chloe tries to save everyone she loves. She learns that there's a war coming. A war between the hunters and the werewolves. Who will win?

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," a deep voice speaks up, rougher than usual with sleep. My fingers wrap around the handle of the kitchen knife as I spin around, holding the blade out before me. A man with dark hair and striking blue eyes, eyes that are startlingly familiar, sits at the kitchen table. He lounges in his chair, legs stretched out before him and hair mussed in a way that is irritatingly attractive. His eyes are hard, cup of what must be coffee forgotten on the table. "You might hurt yourself." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Raven Spell lived a normal, boring life, and after years of bouncing around in the system, normal and boring is just fine with her. Things finally seem to have turned around when one fateful night, she ventures into the woods and her entire world is turned upside down. Raven never believed in fairy tales, but as she's sucked into a world full of the supernatural where enemies hide behind every turn, she realizes that nothing is as it seems.

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction || Coral Stewart is a nerdy seventeen year old girl who is way too smart for her own good. She has already graduated and has been hired at St Martin's, an all boys school. The only problem with this is that she has to attempt to teach four boys History - and trust me when I say they are not going to make it easy for her. One nerdy girl. Four perverted boys. One History lesson every Friday. What could possibly go wrong? *=*=*=* Warning: There's gonna be dramaaaaa [Completed] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

Nolan Howard and Piper Reynolds had the perfect sandbox beginning. Nolan, the boy next door. Piper, the girl through his window. But there's is not a perfect path. Even some sandboxes have to remain secret. ranked - 499

| Snow White vs. A Poison Apple | .... Katya Emerson's worst fears had been realized: her no good father gained custody after her mother's sudden disappearance. Now living in inner city Chicago, she crosses the one person who could tear her life apart, but she isn't ready to back down yet. .... Luka Vincenzo is not a "diamond in the rough". He is a piece of coal at the bottom of a chimney. Surrounded by a cloud of smoke and thorns, he terrorizes those around him with a single look. But Luka is about to meet his biggest obstacle yet: the golden girl with a heart of cracked ice. Whom he must save, in order to save himself. ....

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

A beat of a second passed before he slowly pulled away from me, the suffocating heat withdrawing with him as he straightened up. My eyes lifted to meet his as he released his hold on my knife, and I flicked my wrist, flipping it with ease so my hands closed around its smooth, still-warm handle. The room was silent. The ten other men seated on the couch didn't bother trying to hide the shock on their faces that a hunter had just agreed to a deal with their Alpha. I totally felt the same way, even if I was that dumb motherfucker. They seemed to be imagining what horrible, unthinkable threats he could have whispered into my ear to make me cave, but to think my resolve had dissolved with just four unexpected words from his mouth. Sometimes, I wondered if I even had a brain. "So," I said now, holding back a sigh as I looked up into those steely, unreadable eyes, "If I'm going to work with you, I'll need a name to call you by. Unless you prefer to be referred to as moody dick?" Silence followed my words. "What, don't you guys know Moby Dick?" I asked no one in particular, and ten pairs of eyes exchanged glances that further questioned my sanity. The last pair of eyes held mine steady. The ring of gold in them seemed to burn like a flickering candlelight against the night of the sea. "Heath," he said, and I could finally place his accent as the name curled and settled in my ears like a cat by the fireplace. I smiled. "Well, cool." I put my hand out between us, the one holding the knife, the silver-pointed tip facing him as I offered him a handshake. "Nice to meet you moody dick, I'm Alessandra."

Soren McKinin; the disappointment of the family, the child his parents wished did not belong to them, the type fathers warned their daughters not to date. Anger issues, a heartless brute that got into fights and saw the world as dark grey, helpless and pointless lump of rock. He was incapable of happiness, of love. So Soren would fall, he'd fall unnoticed and unwanted. He would fall just like snow. [Book 1 of the Flammable Hearts series] - # winner of the "Best Bad Boy" Award "It awakens feelings in you that you never knew you could feel." PUBLISHED FULLY ON WATTPAD