He is without a pack, He is without a mate, And he is without a wolf, He is the sanctuary of brutality, a slaughter that waits for its turn. He is Killian, the beast built with strength, power, and chaos that yearns for a reign, not of an Alpha, but of a King meant to rule a bigger land. He is not a werewolf, but he is more. Mystery lies beneath his skin as the entirety of him becomes the root of all havoc, a weapon of war that is greater than the Moon can ever accomplish and beyond what she can create. But beneath the power he harbors, lay a weakness that he can never oppose, Valerie. {TW: Violence, Death, Sex} Completed: October 5, 2020 (UNEDITED)

Skylar lives in a world where her pack is slowly and deliberately being obliterated by the merciless Black Mountains Pack, led by their vicious and cruel Alpha, Gabriel. So what happens when she learns that the tyrant Gabriel is her soul mate? Soon, Skylar will discover that there is much more to Gabriel than meets the eye, and there are dark forces surrounding them that will put both of their packs in great danger. --- ((IMPORTANT: I am going to start editing this, slowly, chapter by chapter. I feel like my writing has improved drastically since I began work on this book, and I'd love for My Dark Knight to reflect that. I do want to get it published one day, so the book may be going through some minor changes, though nothing drastic, at least on Wattpad... )) This story has been completed as of 10/14/13. All rights reserved.

SEQUEL TO FROZEN TEARS. COMPLETED. "Hey darling," a dark man with vampire red eyes greets me with a sudden hand curling around my neck and lifting me off the ground. He tilts his head and looks behind me as I claw at his hands, trying my best to get away from his powerful hold that doesn't seem to want to let me go. I don't need to breathe, but dammit it hurts when his nails dig into my skin. "I saw your little friend walk in here, and I'm more than happy to have a taste." "I'm not exactly sharing," I hiss through gritted teeth, and with a throaty laugh he drops me to the floor. I'm back up in a second, lunging for him with canines extended. // NO PICTURES THAT I USED TO MAKE THE COVER ARE MINE // Copyright 2016 - Sophia Kjeldbjerg. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted to anyone. It cannot be transmitted or copied by any means - such as by electronical devices, photocopies, recordings, mechanicals or any other forms - without prior written permission by the author herself. Copying this story is a violation of the copyright law.

"What happened to you?" I asked and she looked away from me. "No... nothing" she stuttered I can tell she was crying. "You were crying?" I asked more like stated and she shook her head. "Isha... if you're upset because of what you saw in the morning then you sho.. shouldn't be" I said in the end stuttering. "I shouldn't be?" She asked innocently. And now her eyes filled up with tears. "She is my wife isha" I reasoned and she gives me sad smiled. "So am I" she whispered and tear escaped her eyes and turned to other side making me froze on my place. In those 2 years, this is the first time Isha said that she is my wife. Even I never acknowledge her as my wife. We hide this from everyone. We never behaved nor we asked each other that we are husband and wife and we want rights. So hearing Isha mentioning her as my wife makes me feel something in my heart which I never felt for her before. It makes me feel that I'm standing here with my 2nd secret wife. ******** "Mai bhale hi sirf tumhara nahi hun, par tum sirf meri ho. SIRF. MERI. Mrs Isha Arshad malik (i may not only yours. But you are mine. Only mine. Mrs Isha Arshad malik)" ******** Isha Abdullah. a beautiful 17-year-old girl. She lives in a small village. A village where girl treated like trash. She lost her mother when she born. Her father married another woman cause he wanted to give his daughter the love of a mother. But her fate gave her witch disguise by mother. She lost her father at the age of 12 and after that, her stepmother makes her life hell. Arshad Malik. A handsome kind 25 years old man. Happily Married man. He loves his wife. He married his college sweetheart when he was 23. He lived in Dubai with his wife cause of his business. They both came to their home town for some business but that led Arshad to married Isha. So how they got married and how they will hide their marriage from the world.

*RELEASE DATE OF APRIL 26TH, 2025 ON AMAZON* Mirabelle I've accomplished a lot in twenty years. After becoming a decorated Olympian at the age of seventeen, I continued my streak of overachieving by graduating from my parents' alma mater, Duke University, a year early. I scored the public relations internship of a lifetime with an NFL team based on my own merits, and not because my father was their quarterback his entire career. The only thing I haven't accomplished is falling in love. Actually-that's technically not the truth. I fell in love with Henry Price, my parents' best friends' son, years ago. Never in a million years did I imagine I'd have a chance at making him see me the same way, but when the opportunity arises for me to help Henry fix the PR disaster threatening to ruin his career by pretending to be his girlfriend, I dive in head first. Except, I forgot love can make you blind, and I didn't realize we were drowning until it was too late. Henry From the time I learned to throw a football, I knew I wanted to be the starting quarterback for the Panthers. I spent most of my rookie contract learning from my parents' best friend, the legendary Sebastian Walker, knowing I would spend my entire career trying to be half the player he was. I never imagined it would almost slip through my fingers, or that the lifeline to keeping it would come from his daughter, Mirabelle. I've known her my entire life, and because of that, I've never allowed myself to look at her the way I'm now being forced to as she helps me save my career by pretending to be my girlfriend. I try to keep my intrusive thoughts in check, until Mirabelle confides in me why her ex-boyfriend broke up with her, and I selfishly offer to help her become more confident in the bedroom. My entire life, I've viewed love as conditional, but Mirabelle Walker makes me want more for myself, until I'm reminded that love is as unpredictable as the ocean.

"When the Bad boy first laid eyes on the good girl it was just love at first sight." ~ "No guy wants to see his ex move on so fast after the break up." "So?" I ask a bit breathless as the flutters in my tummy went erratic. Ajax shakes his head while flicking my nose "So you're going to drop the act like you don't love all of this," he motions to his body and smirks while wiggling his eyebrows. I roll my eyes "-And I'm gonna act like I love the dumb shit you say." The proposal sounds simple right? Wrong. ~ Ajax Wildd just wants to show Cassie the good girl what she's missing out on. • • Strong content: this story involves provocative langue, explicit scenes, and a fucking awesome ass love story. -Just sayin-

"Let's get rid of this," he releases my hair letting it fall freely His hot heavy breath lingers on my lips and sends shivers down my back. I see him looking down at my lips and I know what he's going to do "I'm sick," I murmur looking directly into his eyes "So," he says placing his hands on either side of me trapping me so I have nowhere to run I'm still looking into his eyes and I realize I want him to kiss me I want him to kiss me My thoughts are interrupted the minute I feel his soft wet lips on mine * Lydia is a cold and emotionless girl with a past of dark memories and a life built on lies. When her biggest secret is threatened to be spilled she's blackmailed into living with the famous and rich bad boy Elliot Stone for an entire year. What happens when Lydia wants nothing to do with Stone, but he's determined to unravel the mystery surrounding her? Will Lydia allow her secrets to be spilled or will she do whatever it takes to keep them hidden?

𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝. 𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞. I thought the worst thing that would happen to me was my mom passing away, but boy was I wrong. From having my dad go to jail, moving in with my abusive aunt and uncle, and a toxic on and off relationship things looked like the end. To cope I searched for an escape and used any means necessary good or bad. One day things went too far and I knew things needed to change. However, I didn't think the change would be me moving to a new state to live with my moms friend that I don't even remember. Now I'm stuck in a house with five sinfully hot and rich guys that want nothing to do with me. They don't trust me and I don't trust them. Never being one to back down I'll make them accept me. However, it's becoming harder and harder to play this game when it feels like something in them is calling to them? No matter how much we hate each other we just keep being pulled back. Will our own demons get in the way or help us heal our still bleeding wounds and will my past keep coming back to haunt me? The Mitchell boys is a reverse harem novel meaning that the lead Christian (Chris) will end up with multiple love interests. Some topics might not be appropriate for younger viewers. TW: drug use, addiction, violence, abuse, and disordered eating habits.

Kayla Andrews was living a simple life even as the daughter of one of the richest men in the society, she still tried her best not to dwell under her father's name and everything was going fine until she was told that she was getting married. Still in panic mode, she found out that it was to no one else but the richest man in the society. Jason Anderson was a ruthless and fearless man, he had the looks and money and everything and it was an obvious fact that he was taking over his father's company but when he finds out that he has to get married and to make it even worse, it's to someone that he doesn't even know, he isn't the happiest person on the planet. Will Jason and Kayla be able to live in peace and happiness and survive their marriage? Will they be able to learn the true meaning of love and marriage? Maybe....just maybe they'll have their parents to thank for THE ARRANGEMENT. Hey YOU! Yes YOU! why not give this book a try? I promise you'll love it. Wanna bet? You're on! Start Date: September 3rd, 2018 End Date: September 11th, 2019

"You just have no idea." His voice was thick with restraint. "W-what," I breathed. His gaze flicked to my lips as his thumb stroked again. The calloused pad against my soft flesh sent goosebumps down my arms. His once warm eyes were dark as they lifted and bared into my soul. "What you do to... men." His husky whisper weakened my knees. I almost fell but his other hand settled on my hip, pulling me closer to him. "What you do to me," he added on a breath. The hand on my jaw shifted. His fingers left trails of tingles as he slipped them back slowly, under my earlobe and into my curls. *************************************************** As a young girl, Charlotte Avery's favourite pass time was daydreaming about her Prince Charming: Archer Johnson. She never stopped to consider that Archer was her brother's best friend.. Or that he always appeared severely creeped out by her attention. On her 16th birthday, Charlotte received a harsh reality check. Realizing just how embarrassing she had been acting, she swore to never make a fool of herself in front of Archer again. The problem? She is about to head to college and unfortunately it's the same school where Archer is currently the star quarterback. Follow Charlotte during her first year at USC as she juggles new experiences, social anxiety, family drama back home, and avoiding Archer. These are the unintended consequences of an embarrassing childhood crush. *************************************************** Top Ranks: #1 - Hot #1 - Collegeromance #1 - Brothersbestfriend #1 - Football #1 - Brooding #1 - Slowburn #1 - Quarterback #1 - Athlete #2 - Newadult #2 - Player #5 - Badboy #73 - Romance ***************************************************