Riley Smith belongs to a world that is unlike any other. She has struggled with fitting into this world and has had her ups and downs but as she returns to it, she discovers all is not as it was when she left.

The Alpha Meets The Rogue sequel. Dylan and Leila have finally defeated Alpha Nicolas and Alpha Jackson. The battle against Raven Pack is finally over, but that doesn't mean the problems have ended. Leila and Dylan are still working on their relationship, which keeps hitting bumps that they must overcome. Of course nothing can come too easy for the Alpha and his Luna. Dylan is about to take on another battle with Alpha Caine against Knight Pack, when the unexpected happens. Allies become enemies, hostile relationships start patching up, and Alphas start turning to Rogues for help. After all, a battle between two of the biggest packs in the United States doesn't come without alliances, traitors, or deaths… and new and improved pack ties.

"I need you," he whispered from the passenger seat. Why would I trust a bad boy? But I felt, for some reason, that I needed him to. I turned to look at him, but he was already leaning in to kiss me. Why is love so complicated? Maya Reeds is a seventeen year old girl thriving on independence and drive. She thinks boys are mindless, immature imbeciles and has steered clear of the entire concept of love in general. Her single mother is not just a role model, but an inspiration. Leaving for a business trip to China, Maya's mother has high ambitions for her future. However, she can't leave her daughter alone for all those months. That's where Carrie Groom comes in. Carrie has been friends with Maya's mom for years, and her home seems like a harmless place to stay for the duration of Maya's seeming abandonment. Never thought that Carrie could've raised a bad boy. As Maya endures this temporary move, she is sent into a whirlwind of desire, heated emotions, and betrayal- all fueled by the boy who lives just down the hall.

*WARNING * SEX SCENES * Hi my name is Katherine but every one calls me Kat for short, I'm 17 I have light blonde hair with pink on the bottom I have dark brown eyes I'm 5'6 and I live by myself sense my parents are gone for 2 years now on business trips. I stay by myself in a 2 story house but I don't get that lonely cause I'm always walking by the woods or going shopping . Hi I'm Logan 18 year old vampire I guess you can say I'm a player I don't get feelings towards girls I just have sex with them that's it nothing else I have black brownish hair with dark brown eyes and I'm 6'5

Aria has always laid low in school with her tight-knit group of friends. When she meets Nash at a party, he's rude, he's blunt, and he's got more baggage than he can carry. Aria immediately dislikes him. But the line between hate and love is very thin, and a continuous game of Never Have I Ever may change everything.

in which a girl meets a boy who isn't in the same rank as her and questions her views as the high school queen. maybe geeks do charm. ..... *Inspired by the movie Geek Charming, but obviously not the same. ;)* ••cover cred goes to @pepperrmint••

"I'm in love with you." How many times would I have to think about this, how many times, before she could hear it, feel it, see it in my eyes? "I'm in love with you." How could I make her see without telling her, without scaring her off... without losing her. I couldn't lose her.

(Warning: Language) My name is Brinley Easton and I'm a werewolf. That's right. Half human, half canine. I burst into a big fluffy ball of fur when something sets me over the edge. I can smell nearly five-hundred scents at a time, and identify each source without even batting an eye. I can see the painfully obviously details of your face, like the tiny pores Candi Wilson (or as I affectionatley called her, Candi Mc-my-virginity-is-lost-somewhere-with-my-non-existant-self-respect) tried to fill in with heavy foundation about three shades darker than her real skin tone. I can run three times faster than any racecar in Nascar, and I can do it with more agility and grace. I can hear the little whispers the crowds of the pathetic humans in my highschool from across the cafeteria--- though I try not to listen. The gossip humans spread is so unintellgible just the sound of it would probably lower my IQ. So, in short, I wasn't joking when I said I was awesome. I bet you agree with me now, eh? And even if you don't think I'm awesome (and you'd be terribly wrong), I can confidently say there are hundreds of grateful people that do. Now, now. I'm not the most personable werewolf around, and definatley not the most tolerable. I can go Hulk when you piss me off. And no, that's not a warning. Its a promise. Speaking of 'Hulk,' here comes my personal favorite part of being me. I'm a self-proclaimed mother-effing superhero.