After the Lycan overtake of the government, many things changed for humans. This includes Paige White, who because of being human, is mistreated, beaten up, and forced to live in the slum area, a specific area made for the lowest race in the current world; Homo sapiens. After having turned 16, she is forced to attend the mating ball, a ball for the werewolves to meet their mate, something Paige and her parents have always prayed to not happen to her, but in vain. *** I let my fingers brush against the back of the books, feeling myself becoming giddy at all the different titles. I turned around and went over to another bookshelf, bending my knees to look closer at the books on the bottom shelves. My muscles froze in place when I heard the door opening, a line of light spreading next to me. I closed my eyes, praying that my snooping wouldn't end up being the death of me, before abruptly straightening out my knees, and then slowly turning around. Because of the light coming from behind him, all I could see was a tall broad-shouldered silhouette, a pair of eyes lighting gold. My heart stopped in my chest. "Mine."

[THIS IS A SAMPLE] Read the full story on Radish fiction. The link is in my Wattpad Bio. ---- Alexander isn't your typical nerd. He'll say what he wants, do what he wants, and verbally bash you while doing it. That's what Travis, a soccer player assigned to be tutored by Alexander, hates most about him. Confusing feelings, a drunken party, and a month of tutoring was all it took to get Travis to realize he was head over heels for the sharp-tongued Alex. Now, if only he knew where Alex's sarcasm switch was.

A fifteen years old mugleborn Heather Everdeen is returning to her fifth year of Hogwarts. She's planning to have fun, pass her O.W.L.s and if there is any time, even cause mischief. But before the school year starts, the wizarding community gets a new minister with suspicious intentions that might make lives of all Hogwarts students way more complicated than they ever expected. part 1/3 of Fighting 'till the end trilogy - on hiatus until further notice

Butcher or be butchered. Survive, if you can. Those are the new rules. Life hadn't always been like this. I was happy once. Before my life crumbled before my eyes. Before I found out their secrets and lies. FALSEHOOD NUMBER ONE: Helion is my hometown. The truth? My hometown never existed. FALSEHOOD NUMBER TWO: I am a clone. The real truth? I wasn't born in a petri dish, I wasn't made from science. Somewhere out in this big, terrible world hide a father and mother I've never known. FALSEHOOD NUMBER 3: Everyone will go back to our true home, the dying city of Xaro. The awful reality? Not everyone makes it back, you have to survive the 90 days first. And very few make it back from that hell alive. WARNING, CONTAINS MATURE MATERIAL *Cover picture by Toni Hooper* **UPDATES EVERY WEEK**

It didn't make sense for Lyka. Leading a boring life, well normal, going into adulthood, finishing up her studies then the world was changing. She meets "him" but there is a hidden, something she can't figure out about this man. She knows she hasn't met him before but why this strange attraction? She can't remember him from anywhere but at the same time she does. He looks at her. His dark brown eyes, sharply looking through her. They both stare at each other. This attraction she can't break away from it. Why?

College is just like her old life . . . bleak. Surviving it won't be easy, especially when the girlfriend of the guy she's loved her entire life would rather see her dead. So much for that clean slate. Instead she's constantly looking over her shoulder, watching, waiting and worrying. Lucky for Emma she met The Senator's Son. Zach Walker is the typical rich kid . . . or is he? He's all heart, not like all those other guys. She isn't supposed to fall for him. She doesn't even know if she can trust him. He is completely tempting and totally out of her league. Please note - there is profanity and sexual situations. All rights reserved. I hold copyright so my work cannot be copied in any form whether in print or electronically, or any other form for that matter. So please, don't plagiarize. It's not nice.