Copyrighted 2018 **This is the rewritten version of His Flower. I hope you enjoy!** There was only one word to describe my life: Hell. It was all I had ever known, the only thing I was used to. I didn't want it any other way. Why the fuck couldn't she see that? -&- Having a normal childhood was completely foreign to the two polar opposites Rosalyn Summers and Rex Turner. Both grew up in the closest thing they knew to Hell, each with terrible problems of their own. Perhaps, that is why they were so drawn to each other. Rose might have been that typical shy, quiet girl roaming the school's halls, no friends to speak of and no genuine interest in learning, but even she couldn't deny that attraction towards the school's resident 'bad boy'. The one no one else dared speak to. Rex's anger issues always got the best of him, even when that idiot girl came tumbling into his life. She just wouldn't leave him the fuck alone. No matter how much he liked it. He could convince himself he wasn't good for her as much as he wanted. It didn't matter, she wouldn't let him be and he would soon refuse to let her go. Completely oblivious to her own darkness raging beneath the surface. *WARNING: This story has quite a few very possessive and controlling men. If that kind of thing isn't for you, this book definitely won't be.** There is also talk of anxiety, panic attacks, and some drug-use mentions. ALSO this story will have a LOT of chapters! It's filled with triggers (mentioned above), but also a bunch of cute scenes, fluff moments, adoring toe-curling moments, and a plot you won't see coming!

COMPLETED. Highest ratings Rank☆: 1 in beauty on 08/07/2020 Rank☆: 1 in discover on 27/04/2019 Rank☆: 2 in billionaire on 13/01/2020 Rank☆: 2 in writersdebut on 21/01/20 Rank☆: 11 in love on 02/02/2020 Rank☆: 11 in newadult 04/04/2020 Rank☆: 70 in romance on 21/01/2020 "You are not to be seen with any guy's hands on you unless they are my hands Sammy. I will NOT stand for it! You are mine and only mine." he said with dark eyes filled with anger, lust and possessiveness before he crashed his lips on mine. ~~~~~~ Alex Waters. CEO of Waters Construction, billionaire, New York's most eligible bachelor and drop dead gorgeous. Well that's what every magazine would write about him but looks can be deceiving right? So who is Alex Waters? He is a ruthless, arrogant, egotistic self centred playboy who always gets what he wants. So what happens when he stumbles upon this rare beauty named Samantha Davis who rejects him with every tactic he tries to get her? Little does he know that with the one he desperately decides to use will lead him to an addiction. An addiction he can never be free from. A Perfect Addiction he is bound to for life.

Being in the army was difficult, to begin with. Being an army medic and surgeon was even harder. Being the only human where I am stationed is probably the hardest thing in the world. Most of the people there didn't like me because I was human. The werewolf, vampires, witches, and warlocks didn't take me seriously at all at first. Until they realized I would do anything for them. Humans weren't very happy about the takeover, but when only 30% of the population is actually human you don't get a lot of say. I didn't want a mate for that reason I got rid of my scent, but touch would break that. If my mate touched me even if it was just to brush past me he would notice. I was crossing my fingers that I didn't have a mate, unfortunately, that wasn't the case. Highest Rank: #2 in Werewolf 12/23/17

Warning: CG has been published. The last ten chapters of this book have been taken down due to copyright reasons. When the future Alpha, a major player rejected her for the Queen B, Genesis and her two best friends came up with a plan to give the arrogant future alpha the taste his own medicine. What happens when your plan works too well? What happens when you attract not only the arrogant alpha but also a powerful creature that won't take no for an answer? "Now my sunshine, we're all alone," he utters with some satisfaction. His hair is mussed up sexily. His skin is a bit flushed from all the running he just did. Oh goddess, he's still the sexiest man I've ever laid my eyes on. "What are you planning to do to me?" I ask him warily. His eyes rake up and down my body as if he can see through my clothing. "What do you think I would do to you, sunshine?" he sounds amused, almost indulgent. His lips curl up into a feral smile. His silver-gray eyes flashed with anger and hunger and desperation. It sets my pulse racing. He's not really amused. I can tell. "Maybe I'm tired of waiting. Maybe I'm tired of chasing after you. Maybe it's time for me to catch you, Genesis." Cuddly bunnies and fuzzy slippers!!! I don't know about this. Do I want to get caught?

After a drunken night out leads to a one night stand with her smoking hot best friend, Maya can't help giving in to temptation again and again. But are passionate hookups and wild trysts all the future has in store?  *****  Best friends since the age of three, spirited Maya Crofton and ladies' man Luke Anderson are inseparable, priding themselves on knowing everything about one another. Or so Maya thought. What she doesn't realise is that Luke has been lusting after more than just her friendship, and, with alcohol involved, sparks soon fly. But past encounters, devastating secrets, and the unbearable need to hide her true feelings put Maya in quite a predicament. Will she overcome her doubts and offer Luke the chance he's been waiting almost half his life for? [[word count: 100,000 - 150,000 words]] Cover designed by Ren T

I have nothing left to give up. At least that's what I thought until she walked into my life. I never thought I'd find my mate, not after this long, and I sure as hell never expected to fall so hard. But suddenly, I have everything to lose. Not all that long ago the wolves were on the verge of extinction and now the balance of peace and destruction lies in my hands. It's either her, or go to war, and the decision isn't an easy one to make. The Fae king wants blood, more importantly, my blood. I'm not afraid of him, or even dying for that matter, but if I revel my secret, lives are sure to be lost. The Fae king will stop at nothing to destroy me, but that's if I don't destroy myself first. *Warning: Contains some strong language and mature scenes*

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞ He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess. The lone wolf, Arles. The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal. A troublemaker. She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio. I don't own the picture used in the cover.

Atticus and Olivia have a past...and share the same fate. But as they're trying to move on from the cruel cards they've been dealt with in life a presence with evil intentions looms over them like a bad omen. When they're finally given a chance at happiness will fate smile down on them or are they doomed forever? *** "You've got chocolate on your lip." He chuckles as I try to wipe it. "Come here." I lean in and he wipes the corner of my lip but the whole time his eyes are on mine. The intensity of them makes me hold my breath which escapes when he leans forward. His eyes flicker between mine and my lips hesitantly yet I can't find words because I'm freaking out inside. And just as we're a breath away he stops. I make a noise of frustration before grabbing his collar and pulling him to me. He smiles breathtakingly before finally pressing his lips to mine. It feels like I got shocked at first and then the lightest flurry of tingles shoots through my body deliciously. I wind my arms around his neck and push myself closer, craving more of him. His lips are soft as he kisses me sweetly and eventually coaxes my lips to open. I let him in and our tongues become engaged in an enticing dance before we pull away. I'm slightly out of breath as we stare at each other. Atticus grins boyishly before leaning in, as if not being able to resist, and pecking my lips a few times. "I missed the feel of your lips on mine." And just like that I feel myself burst with happiness. "Well, I don't mind making up for lost time." "Come here then." He chuckles before his lips come crashing down on mine once more. Published to Wattpad: 31/10/2019 - 25/12/2019 Cover: WYLD_ROSE © 2019 - 2021 WYLD_ROSE ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!