"That's not possible". "This doesn't make sense". "That can never happen". I couldn't help but laugh at the rumors. Well ... It might not be that bad right? ------------------------------------------------------ This book contains strong language, strong sex scenes, humor(some humor is dirty), and fantasy. Just read to find out more....! Please don't copy from my book.

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

"Excuse me, Are you Cameron Peters ?" The girl asked me. I nodded. Then, Both guards grabbed my arm gently and starts walking to a black Range Rover. One of them opened the car door and gently shoved me in the car. God, If they want to kidnap me please let me say goodbye to my car first. After a few minutes, The girl came into the car. She looked at me and smiled gently. I smiled back. I'm confused what to do. "Don't you worry, We won't hurt you. Your Highness" The girl said warmly. My eyes widened in shock.

Two dead parents and a brother in the navy, I was practically on my own. I, Vanessa Harrison, am 19 years old and working two jobs to sustain myself while my brother Joseph is away. I couldn't afford to go to college so I started working right after high school. My friend Kathleen decided to have a night out and watch a basketball game. I thought it would be like all the other one's we've been to...I never thought I'd end up having my heart stolen just by one look at that majestic body.

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Started: Sept. 18, 2017 Finished: Jan 31, 2018

Started: May 4, 2017 Completed: September 9, 2017

Tori and Jade's fights are infamous at Hollywood Arts. They fight in the morning, they fight at lunch, they fight in the evening. When they get a drama assignment together, all hell breaks loose. It's hard enough to spend just five minutes in each other's company, but when they have to do an assignment that's worth half of their grade... well, Tori feels like her life is over. But what happens when Jade does the unexpected and lets Tori in? To Tori's dismay she realises she really likes the black-haired beauty... And not just as a friend. ©2014 Souless

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This will be edited, same as My Queen. And I highly recommend, for you to wait till I'm done. ================================ The promised child, in the time of great despair, will either be the reason why the Were race will thrive, or the very reason it falls. -Victoria Stark, 1917