You know what they say... All that glitters isn't gold. Meet Greyson Charles, a twenty three year old heiress who has only ever known life in the lap of luxury. She gets anything she wants, and in this case: she wants him. He's the only person who makes her feel safe. 4/27/21: Ranked #11 under Cop 4/27/21: Ranked #17 under Interracial Romance

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

The Homeboys are the Justin Timberlake's and Jay-Z's of the town. Everybody wanted to be one of them or to be associated with them. Duke, Kyle, Dante, and Chris are four completely different boys, but the Homeboy title makes them like brothers. Cori "Junior" Davis has been there, done that. Her brother was a Homeboy. She doesn't like their player ways, but doesn't really care. It's not her life. Until one day, at a party, she meets Duke Williams, the most famous Homeboy, and ends up playing his game. Her mind is telling her not to fall in love, but her heart remains stubborn. Duke Williams isn't used to settling, but he might, for a certain cute virgin by the name of "Junior." But, first, he has to prove to her she can't win his game.

(Trigger Warning) (In editing) Rain's been through hell her whole life. Between her abusive dad, her brother who blames her for everything and the bullies at school, she has it hard. But when things start to settle down and Rain discovers her long life crush ends up being her mate, she is thrilled. She can see her whole life finally coming together. Until he rejects her. Her worlds crumbles and everything keeps getting worse. The threats get physical, her brother makes her life hell and her mate brings home a different girl every night. Pain never seems to leave her side. What happens when she discovers that her brother has lied to her for years? That the person she trusted most turns around and stabs her in the back? What will she do when her biggest fear comes back to haunt her for the second time in her life, tearing her apart from the inside out? Will she ever be happy?

#1 in werelions 28/08/2018 Leo, the prince of Africa wants revenge. He was named after his gods son, Leo the Champion. His family has been granted a gift for their power as royals, but what if that power goes missing? That's where Kiara's story comes in. She lives in USA but is living a tough life. Since both of her parents died from a sudden car crash, she is left as an orphan. Her foster mother hates her, but with all of the markings Kiara has, there is one that sticks out from the rest. A cats eye. Kiara always thought her mark was a tattoo from when she was younger, but she was dead wrong. When Leo goes on a journey to return as the rightful king of his throne, he must find that power of the Lion. While Leo searches for Kiara, she will soon find out what she really is. But Leo is not the only one searching. And not the only one with the mark. Thorn, the Evil King, wants Kiara to be his own. Will Leo reach Kiara before Thorn? Or will he lose his throne forever without any power?

I'm Delilah, and I'm nothing special. I'm just a typical teenage girl. There are many girls like me; I'm merely one in a million. His name was Ashton, and he was definitely something. He was the attractive, mysterious, brooding delinquent that all the girls were head-over-heels in love with, all of the girls except me. He was the typical "bad-boy" with an "aura of mystery" that I had read about in countless teen-romance novels, and I thought I had him figured out. I expected him to be like every other bad-boy that had ever existed, but I was wrong. Really, really wrong. Like I stated before: I'm nothing special. So why is it that the stupidly gorgeous, sickening irresistible Ashton decided to notice ME of all people?

Caine is the Alpha of the Locus pack. Some say he’s strict, everyone knows he’s unforgiving, and most consider him cruel. After an incident three years ago that marked a very important part of his life, Caine decides to shut himself down from all emotion. Charlotte is a free spirit who relishes in being an easy going and friendly member of the Knight Pack. Thanks to a false accusation, Charlotte gets banished from her pack. Her Wolf has yet to make an appearance, and already Charlotte is left to wander around as a Rogue. Surely the Werewolf spirits wouldn’t pair the ruthless lonely Alpha with a lively outspoken girl who tries to live her life like a human….

A young injured girl with no memories of her past unkowingly walks onto an alphas territory. With nothing but a mysterious backpack with her the alpha takes her in for the night, only to get much more trouble than he bargained for. As clues arise as to who the young girl is an incredible journey begins. With friends, comrads, lovers and maybe even some family trailing along it's bound to be eventfull...especially since she can't remember any of them.

CONTAINS VERY MATURE CONTENT. "Katarina," my name passed his lips in a gruff whisper and I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle. Rafe's hands ran over my body as he backed me up to the bed. Everywhere our skin touched a fire burned within me. It consumed me. In that moment I wanted him more than anything. I was hyper aware of his hardness pressed against me and I bit my lip. Looking into his dark eyes I could see his desire. His mouth was on my neck, his teeth grazing the skin. I let out a moan as he hit my sweet spot and I could feel his body react to it. He pressed harder against me and slowly slid a hand down the front of my jeans, leaving a tingling path as he made his way. "I want you to say it Katarina," he said. I felt his hand stroking me and I bit my lip. There was no doubt I wanted more, and he wanted to give it to me. "Say what?" I asked, my voice strained as I tried to hold my composure. "You know what," he said sliding my shirt up, sucking on my exposed breast as he teased me below. I moaned again and I could feel him smile. He thrust two fingers in and my control started breaking. I couldn't remember the previous arguments with myself, I couldn't remember why I had been so afraid of him, I couldn't remember why I had tried staying away. All I knew was I didn't want him to stop, I wanted more. "Rafe, I'm-"

The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )