Secrets do not stay hidden for long. Have you ever had a secret that you would do anything to keep from your own family? Coming home from being at boarding school for an entire year is something Eva has dreamed about since her Dad sent her away; she missed her older brothers and none of them seemed to have changed much, but she has. Eva Thorn does not trust Saxon Redford, in fact she thinks he is the devil in disguise, but he might have all the answers she is looking for. However, he wants something from her that she might not be capable of giving and everything turns into a giant game of who can come out on top. Eva is immature and annoying at times, Saxon is demanding and rude all the time – who will win, but remember they aren’t the only ones hiding secrets.

Meet Lexie McGinty. Unfulfilled Graphic Designer at Bostock Bank and according to her best friend Evie 'proper lovely'. Lexie's loves, particularly snowboarding and Labradors - seem to have been filed away in the drawer marked 'Time to get sensible' Navigating through the murk of London life; career, boyfriend, getting a toe (let alone a foot) on the housing ladder is all proving to be slightly underwhelming. So, when the global recession hits hard and redundancy beckons, she's left without a job for the first time in her life. But, as her wise and wonderful (if a little cantankerous) Grandmother would say, every cloud has a silver lining. At least unemployment means boyfriend Henry might get off her back about buying a house. Lexie wishes she had the same pluck as her best friend Evie, who has a million and one ideas about which direction she should go (none of which involve Henry, incidentally.) Then life throws another curveball that sends her on an adventure she never anticipated. The population of Fraser Mountain has just increased by one. When Lexie finds herself far from home in the frigid winter of the Canadian Rockies, she meets a motley crew of ski-bums, handsome ski-patrollers and friendly locals who live the dream, united by a passion for snow sports and mountain life. With no job, no boyfriend and no real plan, can she really fit in and carve out a new life, and find new love, in Fraser, or should she face up to her responsibilities and get back on the grown up bus? _________ Hello! My name is Alex and I wrote this novel based on my experiences when I upped sticks from London to live in a small ski town in Canada a few years ago. I absolutely loved writing this book and I really hope that those who read some or all of it enjoy the story, maybe giggle a few times, and give me some great feedback - thank you!

THIS IS ONLY A SAMPLE. HE PUBLISHED VERSION IS AVAILABLE ON AMAZON AND ALL MAJOR ONLINE RETAILERS. I LEFT SOME CHAPTERS PUBLISHED SO YOU STILL CAN GET ENJOY PARTS OF THE STORY. I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND THAT I NEED TO TAKE THIS DOWN AFTER LEAVING THIS STORY FOR ALMOST FOUR YEARS HERE ON WATTPAD TO READ FOR FREE. THIS STORY IS ALSO A VERY POPULAR INTERACTIVE GAME STORY ON CHAPTERS INTERACTIVE GAMES. Adrienne prides herself for being smart, prim and proper. She doesn't go against the rules of society and refuse to even take a shot of Tequila. In other words: Conservative. Boring. She spent almost all her life trying to gain her mother's approval, measuring up to her sister's greatness, and proving herself worthy of her boyfriend's love and attention. She's been lying to everybody, including herself, about who she really was. But no matter what she does, she just can't seem to live up to their expectations. And then she got fed up and decided to let loose. Just one night. She left her conservative fashion style and in high heels and a killer dress, she went to a club by herself and set spirit free. Her night couldn't even be more perfect when Justin Adams, the city's most sought after bachelor fell prey to the charms she didn't even know she possessed. Justin was every girl's dream boat but he was a no strings attached type of guy. So Adrienne thought after that night, she didn't have to deal with him again. Her secret was safe with him. But what she didn't expect was that he wouldn't let her go that easily and her one night of fun can turn into a full-blown secret affair. In the eyes of her friends and family, she has a boyfriend named Troy. But within the walls of her bedroom, she belonged to Justin. But her new-found bliss would be threatened by the secrets that Justin keeps and the past that her parents kept from her. Soon, she will find out that she's been living her life with all the right intentions... but for all the wrong reasons.

Book Two in the A Pirate's Kiss Trilogy (Original Title - A Pirate's Kiss: Sunken Treasures) Circe is back and she is up in the air. Literally. She is a guest at the Royal Air Temples and with Nathaniel back by her side, she suddenly feels as though she can take on the world. But the world might be slightly bigger than Circe has expected. What is she to make of the Queen of the Air, who seems to hold all the answers to Circe's questions in the palm of her hand, both those she has asked, and those which she is still to ask? And what of Prince Zalas, the white eyed boy who radiates an untamed and mysterious power from every pore? Meanwhile the dark and dangerous Obsidian Bones waits for her just outside the Kingdom walls with perhaps the biggest secret of them all ... Everything has changed from that fateful day that Circe was snatched in the night. Her questions begin to outweigh the answers she is receiving and when a shocking truth is revealed, will her priorities change in order to protect the one that she loves most? Or will she find the strength to let him go?

Highest Rank : #1 in Werewolf Category. When Chriselda stumbles upon the land of the Dawnfall Depths Pack to save her friend, she comes across her mate. She thought that he will run towards her, hold her in his arms and kiss her passionately. But none of these things happen. Her mate doesn't run towards her neither holds her in his arms and neither kisses her passionately. Instead of a loving mate, she finds a cold-hearted Alpha standing in front of her. And they always say that there's a story behind every cold Alpha. [NOTE : Not a Rejection Story. I believe that rejections don't exist in the werewolf world. If rejection existed, then werewolves wouldn't be having mates. I really find the idea of rejecting your mate absurd because mates are supposed to be the one for you, the one you cannot live without and the one who is supposed to be your soul mate. So, don't take this story as another rejection story. Also, I'm working really hard to make this story as non-cliché as possible. If you're bored of the cliché werewolf stories and want to read something unique, then you've selected the right book to read. I hope you'll enjoy reading this story.]

Sammy can't get anything right. So when she's asked to save her sisters wedding, she jumps in with both feet, determined to prove herself more than just a clumsy oaf, as designated photographer for the day. But that's when she meets 'him'. The stranger in the Armani suit, and cowboy boots. The elusive Mr Mystery. The man with the voice like a lullabye and dangerously green eyes. And the problem is, he's stolen the memory card from her camera, and Sammy is about to go to any lengths, to get it back.

[2013 Watty Finalist] Thea Gibson lives a normal life. She waitresses at her local bar, pays her bills on time, has a secret crush on Detective Josh Cooper and let's her friend Shae drag her to parties when she'd rather be curled up at home buried in the latest paranormal fantasy. In one night though, her life becomes a paranormal fantasy when she is attacked by Titans and saved by a man claiming to be Hermes, Messenger of the Gods. Hermes tells her she is a reincarnated deity, with latent powers she must remember so she can return the recently escaped Cronos back to Tartarus. Thea refuses to believe such nonsense but with the strange things happening around her, Thea begins to discover that fantasy is more closer to reality than she once thought... Note: Some myths have been altered for this story. Please do not presume to correct them as they are altered for the purposes of my story. Forsaken Deity Copyright © Melissa Lucas 2013 All Rights Reserved. No part of this literary work may be reproduced or used without written consent from the author.

Sometimes, getting over the pain of betrayal and breakup means you have to GET UP. GET EVEN. GET A BETTER MAN. SAMPLE THE FIRST TEN CHAPTERS OF THIS REVENGE ROMANCE!

Renee Griffin is gorgeous, loveable, undeniably popular, and has an uncanny ability of getting everything she wants. She is a cunning seductress, a loving daughter, a prima donna, and a cold-blooded murderer. This is not a story for the faint hearted. This is the story of a 21st Century psychopath. "'You've killed,' he breathed. His eyes had grown big, so big that they barely fit his face anymore. He didn't resemble Nathan at all. He was pathetic, and cowardly, and weak. 'I have.' Silence and darkness threatened to crush us both, the sound of his uneven breathing piercing through my eardrums. I didn't bother hiding anything in my demeanour - it was a relief to let the darkness out, to let it slip out of every pore and every cell. He was going to die. His next words were quiet, so quiet, that it could have been drowned out with the faint sound of cheers coming from the stadium. 'You're a monster.'"

Deana Carter has always been superstitious and cynical. She's always waiting for the other shoe to drop and expecting the inevitable - disappointment. So, when she meets Matthew Stewart, she can't help her cynicism. It's all too good to be true. However, she begins to warm up to the thoughts of happily ever after . . . until she's standing alone in the wedding chapel - an abandoned bride. She quickly curls back into her dark jaded hole of negativity and becomes caustic, putting all her energy and thoughts into her work. Then, news about the merger comes to light. Her company is merging with the top graphic design company in the country. She doesn't put much thought to it and immerses herself in her work even more. And then she meets Jeremy Harrington . . . . .