Now, I've been hungover before. Arguably more than most. I've experienced the entire spectrum of complicated euphoria that comes with drinking until you can't stand. I've witnessed things that upon reflection, no sober human being could even begin to comprehend through the kaleidoscopic of lens of Dutch courage. There has been very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions while recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded for me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something monstrous. And I can honestly say, that was a first for me. The air grew thin as I began to shake uncontrollably, a rotten cold sweat breaking out across my skin as my tongue simultaneously turned to ash in my mouth. His pupils had blown to an unearthly size, the whites of his eyes rapidly growing blood shot before flooding with thick, burgundy splotches, removing any trace of humanity. Dark veins of blues and purples bulged along his neck, darkening to a perturbing black as they crawled along his jawline and burst forth from his orifices, joining a tangled web beneath his skin. His canines which had already been relatively prominent, extended even further, their sudden evolution an inescapable indicator of their deadliness. His head morphed and elongated just past the point of natural, jaw clenching and sickening cracks looming as I stood frozen in stock horror fear. Everything in my body screamed that what I was witnessing was just wrong. That if there was a God, this creature was the antithesis. I was in the presence of the ultimate predator and I was one swipe away from having my throat ripped out. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- British ex-military meets the supernatural.

No todas las historias de hadas tienen un final feliz.

I danced on the tables and on the bar of the club I was in. I commanded the attention around me, just as I did almost every time I went clubbing. I just didn't care when it came to my dignity. "Get off the fucking tables." I heard a loud growl meet my ears before I had the chance to look at the man before me. He wore a tight suit, his body one of lean muscle. I looked up until I was staring in to the most intense grey eyes. "Who are you?" I asked as I continued to sway my hips to the music. Was this man really going to tell me what to do? "The owner." He snapped. "I'm only going to tell you once." "Why? What are you going to do about it?" I smirked his way, irking him even more. His eyes darkened until they were stormy. "You'll find out soon enough." His voice was barely audible. "And I'm looking forward to it."

Los doce signos zodiacales viviendo bajo el mismo techo. Doce jóvenes con diferentes personalidades y maneras de ver la vida. ¿Qué podría salir bien? Un día muy memorable el cual no recuerdo ésta historia llegó al #3 de todo y #1 en Zodiaco ¡Gracias chicos! La historia tiene errores de ortografía que serán corregidos.

A veces, todo lo que necesitamos para encontrarnos, es dejarnos llevar. A veces, todo lo que necesitamos para volver a casa, es salir de ella. #185 categoría Amor | 09-05-2018.| #163 categoría Romance | 09-05-2018.| #83 categoría Fanfic | 06-10-2018.|

Aclaración: La novela la escribo yo, que soy de Argentina, por lo tanto va a estar escrita con nuestros insultos, en algunos casos, y con nuestra forma de hablar. Perdonen pero es algo que yo llevo en el alma. Otra cosa, ya sé que Paulo no estaba en la Copa América, pero bueno, hay que hacer algunas modificaciones. Era eso, espero que les guste. Besos.

"Espero que estés camino al dentista tu cita es a las 3:30 pm" "¡Falta media hora! ¿Por qué no me avisaste?" "Eso es lo que hice, deberías agradecérmelo." "TE DIJE QUE ME DEVOLVIERAS LA AGENDA IDIOTA" "Y yo te dije que los ladrones no devuelven cosas"

Mala Influencia, la historia que conquistó a millones de lectores, ahora llega a tu pantalla. ¡Disponible ya en Netflix, en todo el mundo! ¿Te atreves a vivirla? La irresistible tentación está ahí: para los dos. En medio de todo el desastre, tuvimos que encontrarnos. Lo intentaría, pero no podría odiarte, porque un día, sin avisar, me salvaste. Y esas son de las cosas que nunca se olvidan. Y es que me prometí a mí misma que no volvería a caer en el infierno, pero sin querer probé tus labios. *** Reese Russell disfruta de la vida perfecta, pero todo se complica cuando comienza a recibir una serie de sucesos extraños y amenazas por parte anónima. Su padre, Bruce Russell, debe de buscarle trabajo al joven criminal Eros Douglas. Así que decide matar dos pájaros de un tiro: El temido Eros Douglas será el nuevo guardaespaldas de la inocente Reese Russell. Pero ambos sienten una especie de química entre los dos. ¿Habrá sido una buena idea juntarlos? Descúbrelo en Mala influencia® y vive una de las historias de amor mas grandes y prohibidas que existen. ¿O es que no te atreves? **** Obra iniciada -» 11.06.17 🔥🔥🔥#1 NOVELA JUVENIL 30-09-2018 🔥🔥🔥 #3 NovelaJuvenil 05.09.18 #7 NovelaJuvenil 04.06.18 #10 NovelaJuvenil 03.06.18 #14 NovelaJuvenil 13.05.18 #16 NovelaJuvenil 27.13.17 #19 NovelaJuvenil 5.10.17 #20 NovelaJuvenil 15.07.17 #23 NovelaJuvenil 17.09.17 #33 NovelaJuvenil 12.07.17 Atención. Obra registrada en SafeCreative bajo el código:1707152956757. Prohibida la copia total o parcial de esta novela. Derechos de autor registrados. Es original y totalmente mía. Gracias.

"Alright. I got this far. What next Mr. Teacher?" He laughs at me. Actually laughs at me! If he thinks that just because his laugh is one of the sexiest sounds ever that he can get away with laughing at me, he is so wrong. My anger is lost the second his fingers start caressing their way up my leg, landing on my hip which is where they stay. "First lesson: the art of teasing." I can do this one. It'll be just like the other night in his living room. Give him just enough to leave him wanting more. However, even though I know a lot about teasing, I think I'm about to learn a whole hell of a lot more. Looking directly into Cameron's eyes, I see how they are twinkling with the excitement of this lesson. I have a feeling I am in way over my head. -- Cameron is Amanda's best friend's brother. After a night of restlessness, Cameron agrees to teach Amanda how to kiss her way to a boyfriend, but there is only one tiny problem. She doesn't want just any boyfriend. She wants the guy she has been in love with for years, and he just agreed to take her to Kissing School.

Spencer aprenderá a lidiar con la tiranía de Bruce, que prometió hacerle la vida imposible el primer día de clase, y, mientras tanto, deberá aprender que no es buena idea enamorarse del enemigo. [LIBRO 01] El Diablo tiene los ojos verdes y el pelo rubio rojizo. Su mirada es fría y cruel y su sonrisa torcida. El Diablo no vive en el infierno, sino en una gran mansión. El Diablo no tiene miles de años, es un estudiante de instituto. Richroses es un instituto de prestigio conocido en todo Londres. Sólo los hijos de las familias más ricas acuden a él. Un centro privado regido de forma tirana por un mero estudiante: Bruce Rimes, el más poderoso económicamente y heredero de un gran imperio. No obstante, Spencer Turpin, una estudiante de clase media, consigue lo que no todos pueden: entrar a través de una beca. Los estudiantes de la élite no la acogen como deberían, en especial Bruce, que decide martirizarla y acosarla hasta que abandone. Pero Spencer no se dejará derrotar y plantará cara a la tiranía de Bruce. En él encontrará la misma sonrisa del Diablo, pero algo que no es capaz de percibir en su mirada. Una atracción fatal. _________________ Primera parte de la bilogía Richroses Contenido +18: violencia, drogas y sexo Prohibida su copia.