I never pitied anyone, because the grass wasn't greener on this side either. But the one woman I felt bad for all my life was the unknown mate of the man who is getting engaged to his pregnant girlfriend today. I could hear the music coming from the engagement party happening a few yards from where I was. As I lay on the cold hospital bed, I didn't know if I should laugh or cry at the irony of the moon goddess's 'gift' for me. Turns out the woman I pitied all my life was ME. ________

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

"You're an asshole," I blurted. "You're such an asshole that your actual asshole is jealous." Silence. What the hell did I just say? Out of all the insults, I choose one that makes the least sense? Damn it, why couldn't I just have been born normal... Wait, never mind. Psh, screw sanity. "Can we keep her?" Tyler suddenly says, bouncing on his tippy toes. "Please, Keith? Can we keep her? Huh, huh, huh?" What am I, a pet? "Keith" whipped his head towards Tyler so fast I could've sworn I heard a crack. "Keep her?" he echoed. "No, Tyler, we can not keep her." Thank you. "She's utterly useless to us, and you want to keep her?" I gasped, placing a hand over my chest. Useless? Damn, these people are rude as hell. "But," Tyler whined, walking over to me. I tensed all over when he squished my cheeks together. "Look at how adorable she is. She's just so innocent... you'd never suspect anything bad from her." Keith expression changed, to one I knew very well from my experiences with Val. Lightbulb. "Tyler, you are a genius," Keith says. Tyler's hands stop squishing my cheeks. "I am?" "He is?!" everyone else says. Keith doesn't reply, just keeps on grinning wickedly. And suddenly I have a feeling that I am not gonna make it out of here alive. - WARNING: VERY CRINGE WORTHY MATERIAL NOW AVAILABLE TO PURCHASE http://www.lulu.com/shop/angel-zenith/the-gangleader-kidnapped-me/paperback/product-23087208.html Highest Rank: #1 in Humor April 19, 2015 CoAuthor: DreamCreature

Chloe Provan wakes up in a white padded room with no memory as of to how she's arrived here. Chains bind her to the wall, and from the looks of it, there's no way out. She fills out forms, is given an ear piece, and then assigned to a house where she finds four other teenagers claiming to be her family. Now, Chloe must prove herself perfect or die trying. Rule 1: do whatever he says Rule 2: trust and love your new family Rule 3: don't piss him off Current Rank: #30 in Science Fiction Best Rank: #3 in Science Fiction (Slight explicit language) All Rights Are Reserved

This steamy romance combines ballet with vampires, adding a dash of Roman gladiator history into the mix. "Blood for dancing, Cece. Blood for pain. Your choice." In Anghor Manor, there is always a choice. When ex-ballet dancer Celine sees something she shouldn't in the alleyway outside of Vienna's hottest nightclub, Fluxx, owned and frequented by vampires, she is offered three choices. Each choice is as frightening as the next. Unable to make up her mind, Cece bides her time. She wrestles with memories of her old life, a life she was forced to abandon when a devastating injury ended her ballet career. Now she must pick up the broken pieces and move on, but moving on offers its own challenges, especially when Caius, lord of Anghor Manor, offers her something more precious than gold. PREVIEW ONLY. AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE ON AMAZON AND BOOKSTORES. LINK TO PURCHASE IN PROFILE BIO.

A chosen eighty-year-old chainsmoker armed with stab-tastic knitting needles and a metallic cane must be trained by Alice-a mysterious teenage girl-to complete her prophecy and save Earth. While this old prophet is close to completing her destiny, her mentor Alice struggles with her new hunger: she can now eat werewolves. She has the appetite of a growing teenager, hence the sudden disappearance of werewolves around the city. Although she's a heartless serial killer by day, at the strike of midnight, her thick skin falls and she is a vulnerable girl without memory of her werewolf killing ways. In fact, she forgets her identity as a killer and wanders aimlessly like a lost puppy who doesn't know what door knobs are until the sun rises. Which is a perfect chance for Isaac, the leader of the city's most feared werewolf gang, to strike her down. Unless they both fall of course. In love.

A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY #1 IN HUMOR "SATAN!" Gabby grinned, out of the blue. "Dude, why on earth will you find us a ship name? That too SATAN?" I complained, while Jenny slapped her forehead. * Rebellious, fierce, and outspoken. Samantha Harris is everything you could ask for in a girl. There is nothing stereotypical about her. First benches are not her thing, the last time she topped her exams was years back in her dreams, and she is definitely not a queen-bee. Outcast is what describes her the best. Warning : Do not cuss in front of her. She hates it with a passion. Now meet Trystan Ryder. Suave, charming, narcissistic, flirty - he is everything Samantha hates in a boy. Social rader begins with him. With a smile that can kill a million, he exactly knows how to win hearts. Warning : He cusses a lot. Have you ever wondered what will happen if you are interlocked with a person you just cannot tolerate to do a job? And not just any job, but a babysitting one, to be specific? A lot of chaos, right? That's what happens when Samantha and Trystan are compiled to babysit a three month old. Spending four hours together they do a lot of things - almost burn the owners kitchen, stalk his girlfriends, and lose the baby in WalMart. Wait? Did you expect something more romantic? Well, there is a reason their ship name is SATAN.

She was an angel before she met the devil. What do you get when you you mix them together. Grace Williams is 18 year old girl. She is the nice girl who always gets all A's. Even angels have dark secrets. Nathaniel King is 20 year old boy. He is the bad boy who always gets into trouble. One day their secrets are revealed.

Book One in the Soul Seeker Series. At fifteen Amelia is forced to move in with her birthfather when her mother passes away. A man she's never met before in her life, stern and unfair, he is almost never at home and forces his family to move whenever his job calls for it. For three years Amelia has looked after herself and her younger brother Hayden but when she tranfers to Riverwood High everything changes. She finds herself friends there despite the efforts of her stepsister. One teacher in particular takes an interest in her, the 25 year old Nathaniel Flynn. The first time he laid eyes on her he knew, he just had to have her. At eighteen Amelia has to look after her baby brother, hold her own against a stepmother and mean stepsister and battle feelings she's never felt before. After all... Dating your teacher is forbidden, not that Nathaniel seems to care about that. Add into the equation that both her new found friends and teacher aren't who they say they are... Their diet consisting mainly of blood.

Emily has everything she has ever wanted; popularity, a handsome, all-star athlete boyfriend and a top spot on the cheerleading squad. So why does it feel like she has nothing at all? When her grades slip and she is forced to find a tutor, Emily finds comfort in shy, bookworm Will and discovers that the things you need most in life often come in the most unlikely of packages...