*Wattpad Featured Novel* Haley Monroe has moved to the Big Apple and is ready to start her internship at Forward Magazine, the hottest best selling lifestyle magazine in the country. Everything is set into place: Overpriced tiny apartment? Check. Sadly single? Check. Friendless in new city? Check. Determined to set off with a fresh start and (clearly) positive attitude, she spends her first night in New York doing something that someone as organized as Haley is, would never dream of - a one night stand. Well, almost. If you consider leaving Nate - the hottest guy she's ever set her eyes on - naked in his apartment, a one night stand. And to make Haley's life complete, the new owner of Forward magazine just started his first day at the office. Haley instantly recognizes her new boss. She almost had a one night stand with him. #DAMNITNATECHESTER Copyright © 2014 BellaLunaa All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without written permission from the author.

❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

Pale though the eyes Lips are scarlet from drinking blood ... Born in the night The heart of darkness evil incarnate ... Dreaming of blood The fangs white baring... Revealing the lust The eyes pale staring... - anonymous "You can only see stars in darkness, darkness is not adequate when you get accustomed to it. Darkness has it's own beauty" he said That's when I realised the real meaning of darkness- it's not only the absence of light But where I feel comfortable in my own company. That's the reason he left me back in the darkness, to let me search myself and the light after the darkness...... (UNEDITED)

A collection of short stories, poems and bits and scraps of stories long forgotten, or stories yet to be told.

It's a fact that you can't help who you fall in love with. And for Rosaline Davenport and him, it definitely shouldn't have been each other. Because, sometimes, love stories have blood on them. [warning: this is the mother of all slow-burns] ••• ©literalight | All Rights Reserved