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]]

Torn Between Good And Bad. Justin is light, safe, good. Alex is dark, dangerous, bad. Ariana is torn between the two. She knows she should head towards the light but the element of darkness has always excited her. Darkness runs through her blood, darkness makes her heart go wild. Darkness attracts her, she's drawn to it like a moth to a burning fire. Which path will she choose?

Elijah Reed is my enemy, uh I mean neighbor. He gives a whole new meaning to the term "bad boy" and I would like nothing better than for him to leave me alone. The problem is that he basically declared war on me when he moved in next door. He stole my first kiss and vowed to steal all my other first times. Elijah's older brother, Uriah, had apologized for his rude behavior. I said it was alright. I would get my revenge. At least that's what I thought. ********* That was my first kiss. And he had stolen it. "What the hell, Elijah?" Uriah growled. "You need to watch your back because I swear, I will get you back for this," I said with my hands on my hips. "Don't tell me that was your first kiss, Vic," he said. I blushed hard and stuttered, "N-No, of course not." "Liar." **********

This is the second book to the 'Loving A Fighter' series! This book will make absolutely no sense to you if you do not read the first book called 'To Love A Fighter'! Anyways, continuing from the first where Skylar Bradley and Nathaniel Knight start dating and getting closer and closer, what happens when Skylar ends up pregnant? Nate leaves Skylar without even knowing that she is carrying his child to protect her from some bad people and tries to get her to quit loving him by making out with other girls, being rude to her, ignoring her, but it is truly killing him on the inside. What happens when Nathaniel finds out that he is a soon to be father? Read to find out! This book is personally rated PG- 13 to R because there is bad language and some adult scenes..

previously titled 'mine' He let out what sounded like a growl of pleasure before he continued to rub his fur against me. Warm tears fell down my cheeks as I realised I wasn't going to see my pack again. The purring wolf stopped when he saw my state and began to whine. He then ran off in some direction leaving me to cry. A few minutes later I heard a branch snap and my eyes met beautiful sapphire ones that belonged to the one and only Alpha Andrew, This time I could hear my wolf whispering to me. 'Mate mate mate mate' I began to shake my head when Andy kneeled down in front of me. "Hello mate" ✖️✖️✖️✖️✖️✖️✖️ Alaska is a completely average girl with an average school, average friends and an average family but what happens when a not so average holiday changes her life? Her average life is suddenly thrown out the window and a new one full of werewolves, magic and mates replaces it. What happens when the most dangerous and possessive alpha in the world claims her? Will she fight against him or eventually give into his stubbornness and charm. Disclaimer- I do not own the cast nor most of the photos or videos in this story

Finally we pulled up as my hand went to reach the handle the locks where clicked so it was useless."What the fuck Ryder" I snapped "look at me" he demanded. I turned my head in his direction a serious look on his face. "I never want to see another man touching you again you hear, your mine and always will be" he spoke so calmly as my heart pounded my chest. I didn't know what to say all I wanted was to get out of this fucking car "unlock the doors" I spoke just managing to get it out. In one night they were gone every night it replayed in my head finding their rooms empty it was the worst feeling in the world and know three years later their back expecting the innocent girls we used to be but not realising how far from it we've gotten and know as they stand before us again I feel wounds I thought that had healed open and my heart ripped once more but worst of all my brothers bestfriend he's got me and he's never letting go, this is either an amazing dream or my worst nightmare.

Meet Grace Smith, she's 17, she's your average high school girl, she's smart, kind, caring, she thinks that everybody is kind in their own way, a bit clumsy, she doesn't drink, smoke or have any tattoos, she has a boyfriend(Jake Johnson) and she loves him dearly, but what happens when she overheard someone talking about Jake kissing some cheerleader. Now meet Ryder Wilson, he's 18, he's the bad boy of the school, he smokes, drinks, has a piercing, tattoos, he's fit but lazy, he's normally late to school/classes, he never smiles only smirks, he only does one night stands, has a bad boy attitude, he's never had a real relationship, he's cocky, he only trust himself and he's possessive. What happens when Grace accidentally bumps into Ryder Will it be love at first sight? Will Grace break up with Jake? Will Ryder change his bad boy ways for Grace? Will Ryder fall for Grace? This book contains strong language

"I don't know you!" I shrieked as he hauled me into the back of his van. "no, angel, you don't. But i do." He whispered to me caressing my face, sweeping his thumb lightly across my cheek. "You're mine. Only mine"

She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.

"Help me," a frightened voice whispered. "STOP CALLING, especially at 2AM! It was fun but nothing special, a o-n-e n-i-g-h-t s-t-a-n-d." "Wait, what happened last night?" The boy stifled a laugh, through tears. "Superman lost his spandex's-wait who is this?" "Batman." - A boy made it his mission in grade eleven to add everyone in his grade as contacts. They all had a emoji for their contact name, unless they held significants to him. e.g: :) = 04 982 562 789 Now, two years into college, life is killing him. Literally. So he calls someone in his contact list, not knowing who, just asking for help because he was holding a bottle full of sleeping pills. He was the top jock, quarter back on the football team. Now he's no one.