Cinde, that's his name. A slave to his family and to anyone he might know. When the eclipse comes to town the werewolf kingdom's only hope at surviving is gathering in the castle, where a shard of moon rock is perched high, graceful in its standing. When he is banned from the ball however the only thing he can do is sneak in despite his family's knowledge. Everything is going fine, that is until he runs into the king, and finds out they are mates... Then attempts runs away, which does not make King Veldore happy, not at all. "King's don't get rejected Cinde, Alpha's don't get rejected." __________________________________________________ Trigger Warning: This story a D/s novel and contains noncon. If you don't know what that means please look it up. ￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

Vivianna has been invited by her best friend, Hannah to help her with her wedding. Her wedding with Vivianna's ex-best friend/long term crush, Liam Holloway. Amazing cover made by the talented @jinglingnineteen !

"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018

Hamilton Academy of the Arts. The school Sydney Acosta moved to all the way from Toronto, Ontario in a barely known city. After the divorce between her mother and father, she's stuck by her mother's side, following her to another city in Canada. Her emotions are expressed through the one thing she loves doing: dancing. Lucas Cahill is a quiet, almost outcast in the school. His twin brother, Joseph, better known as Joey, is the best known guy in school. He's considered popular, cooler and better looking than his brother despite the two having the same face. At school, Joey doesn't acknowledge his brother, at home and in the past they are inseparable with the excuses from Joey tolling up over time. His isolation and other emotions are expressed through his art. The two seventeen year olds are connected in their different forms of art in a teenage story filled with drama, sarcasm and loads of creativity. "My drawings are like stick figures compared to anything you draw. You could draw the world's ugliest frog and it will still turn out beautiful. Lucas you're an amazing artist." "So are you." He said quietly, looking up at me with his soft, heartwarming eyes. "How?"I couldn't draw for shit. "Because you are a dancer. Dancing is an art. And you are an amazing dancer." Cover~ xThePineappleGirlx #15 Teen Fiction (11/12/16)

Lexi Grayson is a normal teenager, as normal as she can be with her unobserving skills and her overthinking mind. But she might need the overthinking if she wants to unravel the smirking mystery that is Blake Eaton.

Dara's school, Bridge Rose University, was recently closed due to some stupid reason and the students had no choice but to transfer to the nearest university in the area - International School of Arts and Technology or InterSAT. 'That school is exciting', they said. 'Every single day in InterSAT is unpredictable', they said. How can it not be exciting and unpredictable? InterSAT is infested by notorious gangs! It will take a lot of kung fu for a tiny woman like her to survive a day in that school. But Dara does not need kung fu; because the strongest gangster of InterSAT is her sworn protector. With a mixture of gangster badassery and lollipop cuteness, Dara's new school year has begun. ---- Original Character Story inspired by DG [ COMPLETED ] 140, 000 to 150, 000 words ---- Copyright © 2014 huntress2021

***Please note that this book has been taken down because it's been published and only the sample chapters of the published version are available on Wattpad. You can find the links to both ebook and paperback in my bio. ***This is the sequel to Bullied and Pained, and it can't be read as a stand-alone. *This blurb contains spoilers, so it is advised not to read it unless you read Bullied and Pained first. --------------------- Nine days have passed since Hayden got into an accident and fell into a coma. Nine days of hoping for a miracle that would allow him to wake up. Nine long, endless days. Half of me is conquered by despair, while the other half clings to the hope that he will recover soon. I refuse to let fear and doubt overcome me. Hayden is dark and complicated, but as the days pass, I'm more determined to fight for him despite the hurdles in our way. I have to believe that there won't be serious consequences once he wakes up. I have to believe that we will overcome all obstacles and become stronger together. After all, we may be both damaged, but we're each other's salvation.

***Please note that this book has been taken down because it's been published, and you can see only the sample chapters of the published version. **This is Bullied's sequel, and it can't be read as a stand-alone. *This blurb contains spoilers, so it is advised not to read it unless you read Bullied first. -------------------------- Two months have passed since the day I pushed Hayden away. Two months since I found out he loved me and wanted to be with me. I've been trying to move on and forget about him, but my heart refuses to listen. Hayden had almost died saving me. Half of me wants to forgive him for everything and give him another chance. The other half prevents me from doing so, distrusting him and ignoring my heart's desires. Hayden is dark and complicated, and as the days pass, he gets further away from me, ignoring me whenever our paths cross. I have less than a year before I go to college, and I won't see him ever again. I have to believe I will get over him and move on with my life. I have to believe in my future without him. Unless he didn't really move on, and our masks are about to fall.