After stumbling upon a murder, Quinn Reilly is placed under a witness-protection program. But things spiral out of control when Alpha Jed Trevino shows up, claiming to be both the murderer and her mate. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2015 by Noelle N.

****MATURE CONTENT IN BOOK**** ****YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED**** Akuma. That's what some call me. They also call me Myūto. The list goes on. Demon or Mute. Call me whatever you want. It doesn't matter me. I didn't get involved in this life on purpose. I didn't dream of this when I was in school. But here I am. A force to be reckoned with. Everyone knew my name. Everyone was afraid of me. Even The Devil himself respected me, all those related to Bianchi to respected me. I was content with life. Living in the shadows and answering to only myself and one other person...well sometimes answering to him. But that was all before. Before it happened. Before she came back. I thought she'd see the new me and be terrified She didn't. She stayed. Why? Because she found comfort in being with a demon that was bigger than the ones chasing her.

**Rated M for Mature** I'm being hunted. I'm being hunted by every lowlife looking to make five hundred million. As long as they don't get to close, they can keep hunting me. It'd take a genius to figure out who I am. Get to close or corner me and it's all over. There's no saving you. No amount of begging or bargaining will save you. Everything changes when ghosts from the past come back. When they come back looking to stir things up. They seek to dig up old memories and get back for things done wrong to them. But as everyone will soon find out..... When cornered, the hunted becomes the hunter.

Catina never had a reason to hate her strange appearance. Her golden hair and deep brown eyes- eyes that could be mistaken for red- had never caused her any misfortune. Until one night, the great conqueror arrived- a man who wanted the world for himself and would stop at nothing until it bowed at his feet. Catina's appearance fits that of his tribe's Goddess and he knows that she is the reincarnation of "Mikabellum." Taken suddenly from her home, and cast onto the high podium of deity, Catina finds that the world of richness and beauty is not all as it seems. Her mind soon revolves around a single thought- "think like a goddess." Copyright © 2019 world_joy_ all rights reserved.

If there's one thing Malandra Bates knows, it's that nothing good can ever come out of Irongate Penitentiary. Especially not a mate.

[BOOK THREE] "Falling in love was never a plan, Minnie." I sighed, fingers reaching up to rub my temples as I blinked my very translucent eyelids. "I was never courting death. No pun intended. And now I'm quite literally a few thousand feet underground, possibly dead, and in love with an eon-old spirit. What else could happen?" *** She had honest to god tried so hard as to stay out of harm's way. However, Addison's new found friendship with Death himself was enough to force her to make the worst decision of her life: Jump in front of a poisonous dart that could kill off an immortal god-like being just so she could protect the cynical spirit she had fallen in love with. Oh, and was it mentioned that the spirit was actually Death himself and had been trying to kill her off just a year ago? Yeah, that happened. Now stuck in the underworld of hell itself, Addison needs to find her way back to the land of the living. With only one of her best friends, Minnie Hoover, as a companion through this deadly (not so much for her since she's already stone cold dead) mission, as well as the said spirit by her side, the blonde stunner has five days to find her way back to life before she would be shipped off into the reincarnation system. And thus losing herself, and her friends, forever. How hard could it be? After all, Addison didn't need to worry about being stabbed in the back again (in every sense of the word). Perhaps all it takes is the one thing she tried to avoid from the beginning. A kiss from Death himself. ***** Highest Rank Fantasy: #7

[BOOK TWO] "Anniversaries to some are like counting the years spent doing something great, years spent together, or years spent alive." I started slowly, voice dropping to a drawl as I peeked cautiously out of my bedroom blinds, scanning the road to see if there was a cloaked figure watching my every movement. "I view anniversaries as counting down the days till death finds me." *** After the events of her wonderfully packed 21st birthday, Addison was ready to retire back into her home and never again see the light of day. It wasn't a totally bad idea. After all, her family's generations-old riches was enough to tide her over until the day her past finally catches on, and until that day finally arrives, she had no intention to step out of her front door. And to think the last time she did, she ended up in the game of cat and mouse with a cynical hooded spirit that wanted her dead and her soul in a glass bottle for his own little sadistic collection. Silence had followed the whole year after the disastrous party. For nearly 365 days, Addison had no trouble with unwanted evil celestial beings lurking around her house in an attempt to take her soul away with a world-stopping kiss. However, the silence was too often, and the world had become too quiet. Reason being? Apparently, Death's new move was to kidnap her best friend Minnie Hoover in an attempt to bait her down to hell itself. Life became much quieter without one-third of her little clique. And so Addison ventured away from the safety of her home, in search of her best friend. After all, silence creeps the heart just as death does, and the world was now deadly silent. ***** Highest Rank Fantasy: #9 Highest Rank Teen Fiction: #77

Summer Jacobs knew full well about her town’s tradition. Every year at the end of the summer, a party would be held on school grounds without the knowledge of the parents or the teachers. It had been happening since before Summer was born and never once was anyone the wiser. This year however, everyone was going to find out. Summer had planned a weekend of alcohol, bad decisions and horrendous photo’s which she would later un-tag herself from on Facebook. A whole weekend with her friends at the biggest party of the year, without any worries or parents telling her what to do. So how she ended up trapped in the school with a deranged psycho killing her classmates off one by one, she will never know. It wouldn’t have been as bad if she was trapped on her own. She would have been happier to face the lunatic solo rather than be trapped with a guy who kept using the life or death situation to make passes at her. His theory was being so close to death should definitely loosen her up, and by ‘loosen up’ he definitely meant ‘get naked.’ Along with his friends who between them had the IQ of a baby tree stump, an outcast who probably still had Spiderman bed sheets and the cheerleaders who were more worried about all the blood staining their new white jeans, they had to somehow make it out of there alive. And to think, Summer’s biggest worry that weekend was waking up with a brutal hangover… ©makeandoffer

"Get the fuck out of my house!" my dad shouted. "Gladly. But, before I go, I have just one thing to say; you've never been a good father. You've always treated Poppy and her mother like absolute shit." "You know nothing about being a father, you little prick!" "Yeah? Well, your innocent little girl calls me daddy when I fuck her from behind, so that's close enough for me," Knox spat before hauling me out of my seat and leaving. *** Ever since Poppy Nicole was little, she's been a shy girl with a heart of pure gold. Her innocence is glaringly obvious and she has nothing but the best intentions for everyone on her mind. Everyone has always loved the sweet-minded girl. Knox Carmichael is Charleston, South Carolina's resident bad boy and infamous hell-raiser. He's been on a first-name basis with law enforcement since the young age of ten-years-old. Before his parents became fed up and sent him away to military school when he was fourteen, one of Knox's favorite pass times was taunting his one and only Poppy. Poppy's life was going great. Fantastic even. She was accepted into the local university aside her best friend - and Knox's little sister - Kiara and she couldn't wait to get a start on her nursing studies. But then life takes a turn for the worst as the devil himself shows up unannounced to their dorm just as the girls are unpacking their belongings. Poppy hopes that Knox has grown up and put an end to his torturous ways. If only she knew just how wrong she actually was. If only she knew he was back for one thing, and one thing only. To take what is, and always has been, rightfully his; Poppy. COPYRIGHT AuthorrUnknown ALL RIGHTS RESERVED **STORY WILL CONTAIN STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, AND SEXUAL THEMES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK** Hit 1 Million on 11/25/16, Highest Ranking: #1 in Drama Cover by Loutka

"She will be the one that changes the war." --------------------------------------------------------- Esmeralda is not your typical girl. She has...how to say this...dark thoughts. She is very beautiful and smart, but it counts for nothing when all she has around are imbeciles that don't know how to think or hold a decent conversation. As per request of her professor, she is to figure out her anti-socialness and emotions, so she decides to go to a party for the first time and ends up in a forest. It might be the worst decision of her life but it might just also be the best. Join her as she conquers her anti-socialness with violence, wickedness, insanity, and the darkest of loves. ---------------------------------------------------- Excerpt: "How do we proceed with this?", one of the various generals in the room questioned. "Your only option is to survive this war with as little casualties and sacrifices as possible, while making the other side unable to lift their heads in your presence.", I answered while looking at the table. "What do you mean by unable to lift their heads?", he continued questioning. At that moment I raised my head and looked at him in the eyes, gave him a closed lipped smile and spoke with neutrality, "You can take it figuratively, as in they will be ashamed and scared, never to bother again...or literally, as in cutting their heads and letting them roll in the ground to rot."