this story contains adult content!!!! read at own risk. I glared at the vampire before me, pressing myself against the bars of my 'cage' before dropping the glare and offering him my sweetest grin, "once I get out of her I'm going to kill alllll of you!" I swept my arms out wide, my grin turning feral, "I'm going to rip out all of your throats and see how you like your blood being drained from your neck." The vampire flashed his fangs at me in an equally menacing grin, "you can try that all you want, after the auction." I was tempted to spit in his face but I really did not want to be whipped...again. ~~~ Calla, an 18 year old human girl has always lived her life on the run, but was captured by vampires and forced into auction at a high end 'pet shop' where any wealthy vampire can buy her and proceed to do as they please until they decide to kill her. Pessimistic, rude, and short fused Calla is one hell of a handful, one most vampier's don't want to bother with...until him. THIS SHIT IS RATED MATURE in case you were curious this isn't labeled Mature on the wattpad rating thing because it won't let me change my fucking maturity thing.

*mature for lang and possible (probable) 'adult' content heh.* I was about to scream for help when a strange sort of smoke seeped from druggies mouth and entwined itself around tall and dark's hand, running up his arm and illuminating the sharp planes of his face, feeding into his slightly parted lips. I gasped, stumbling back from the scene. His eyes shot up to me, their silvery glow locking me in place as our gazes caught. The druggies body feel between us and the man's eyes seemed to illuminate further before everything was plunged into darkness I was petrified, paralyzed in place, a cool indifferent voice broke the silence. a whisper dangerously close to my ear, "sometimes they are unwanted by heaven or hell. Sometimes they have no where to go, no purpose but to feed those who need it." A scream tore from my throat as I felt a cool hand grasp my wrist and my heart beat rapidly dropping, warm breath against my ear. I was dying. Actually dying. ~Jinx Clemens was not the best daughter, not the best sister, and not the best student. She was just living through her life and causing as much chaos she saw fit, never even bothering trying to hide the trouble she got into. Bored by things easily and easy with her words she always managed to slip past the worst situations...until something new came knocking, something dangerous. something that would flip her world around and throw it to the wolves. Jinx can escape trouble with her faux charm but there wasn't a single soul would could avoid that pesky monster we call death?

Once upon a time, Day fell in love with the Night, and everything became chaos. ::::::: Highest Rank Short Story : #68

"Is this seat taken?" "Yes, someone is sitting there." "Who?" "Not you." • At the golden age of five, Nathan Ackerman had developed a charming and patient personality. At the golden age of five, Lilian Burk had developed a sassy and caring personality. At the golden age of five, these two sat together on the bus. Credits: Cover- @quaddle

Bella Winters is a seventeen year old with little confidence, controlled daily by her anxiety. Bella wants to remain hidden in school but ends up gaining the attention from the school's popular bully, and the school's heart throb all within the same week. A heartwarming tale where Bella Winters endures heartbreak that sends her on a discovery of self love and confidence. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED - Do not copy/reproduce or use any of the text in this story.

"Hello?" "Um, hey?" "Wait, you don't sound like my Aunt Kathy." "Unless I was miraculously converted into a member of the opposite gender and somehow related to whoever is on the other side of this call, then yeah. I'm not your Aunt Kathy." "Oh, shiitake mushrooms." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Short Story #1 (19/04/18) 2016 Fiction Awards Finalist © 2015 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.

"It never seems to fail, the rich ones' panties are always soaked at the sight of a little ink and muscle." *** THIRD BOOK IN THE CARMICHAEL SERIES - MUST READ EITHER KNOX'S GIRL OR LEAGUE OF HER OWN (or both) TO UNDERSTAND!! "Have you learned your lesson about talking back yet, baby? Or do you need to find out why they really call me Scar?" Evangeline Carmichael has lived as sheltered of a life as one can. With two insanely overprotective brothers and an even worse father, it's no wonder she snuck around behind their backs to have a little fun. But after walking in on who she thought was her prince charming cheating on her, she's decided she's done staying inside her perfect little box - no, she wants to shatter it. Who better to do it with than a particular sinfully dangerous man? **I'm awful at summaries, so please don't judge the book off of this!** COPYRIGHT authorrunknown ALL RIGHTS RESERVED **WARNING: GRAPHIC LANGUAGE AND IMAGES - READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.** Cover by Loutka REACHED 1 MILLION ON 10/21/17

"He may have your heart, but love, your soul belongs to me," he whispered in her ear, his voice dangerously low. "And if I hear his name on your lips again, you'll end up screaming mine for the rest of the night." Alpha Rush of the Night Pack is a male of many lovers and endless pleasure. Nothing can tame him, his unruliness and dominance making him a threat to almost anyone in the night. But it takes one fateful night for Rush to find his mate...in the arms of another Alpha. Yet one glimpse of Aletha was enough to know he would never let her go.

"You give reason to my name." "And you to mine." ----- Iridessa Belle Sinclair always thought of herself as an ordinary girl. She had nothing special that would differentiate her from a group. All she had was a head of what she thought was ordinary dirty blonde hair, along with ordinary lifeless dead blue eyes in which she hid behind a pair of spectacles. There was only one thing worse than being ugly in Crescent Grove High and that was to be ordinary. Her schoolmates stood out easily - no matter for good or for bad - but she was just there, just existing. It wasn't until the transfer of a new student did Iridessa get a new insight into life. Apollo Hunt, the paparazzi's favorite bad boy, rebel, and heartbreaker that had been in jail too many times. After his parents drew the last straw, they shipped him over to California to be in his relatives' care. It was purely accidental did he bump, or literally knockdown, the innocent Iridessa that had been hidden away too well under the radar of anyone even barely beautiful. Curious of the mysterious and quiet, yet sharp-tongued student, Apollo sought out to know more about Iridessa, in which in the end promising to make her pretty. All because he thought she was simply beautiful. ----- Highest Rank Teen Fiction: #28

I took in a sharp breath at the abruptness of his movements. My back hit the wall and his hands went on each side of my head, his pelvis pressing against mine in order to keep me from leaving. Leaving was the farthest thing from my mind. The places he touched smoldered and tingled, causing my heartbeat to become erratic. We both gazed at each other intently. "Don't deny it; I know you want me," he whispered, tantalizingly. "No, I don't," I lied, bitting my lip to keep from telling the truth. His eyes swirled with anger and flashed with hurt. He leaned in and placed his lips beside my ear. A shiver rippled through my body in response. "You're lying. Tell me," he demanded. I shook my head desperately and with that, he pressed his lips to mine hesitantly. He placed one hand on the nape of my neck and the other slid down the full length of my side. He gripped my hip and pushed us together even more, removing his lips from mine only to pepper kisses along my collarbones. I moaned and arched my back, making him grunt in return. I trailed my fingers up his chest and grabbed his face, mashing our lips together once again. "Be mine."