What can you say when your pack is on the verge of total destruction? Nothing. With her pack in ruins, she had no one else to turn to but him. The conditions he set were possible, but she had little to no choice. Could things get even more complicated? Cover was made by me. Highest Ranking - #1 in werewolf ; #1 in romance

How do you win a best couple contest when you're still single? When Marilyn makes a bet with her arch enemy Beth, she didn't know what she signed up for. Marilyn has to win the title of 'Perfect Couple' at the annual Valentine's Ball and what's worse is that she doesn't even have a date. After getting caught in Sex God and ultimate bad boy Jace Collins' car, Marilyn manages to convince Jace to be her date. Fuelled with their personal vendetta against Beth, Marilyn and Jace team up to become the best couple Chesterville has ever seen. But Marilyn soon realises that she signed up for more than just a dance with Jace and that Cupid's arrow never misses anyone. (NOTE: Unedited version)

Completed - He had me pinned against the wall outside of his dorm late at night. He was staring down at me angrily. I was confused to say the least. "Are you okay, Jackson?" "No," He shook his head. "Pissed." I was about to ask why but then he continued. "I'm supposed to be a player, Jaycee." He groaned. "But here you are, fucking making me fall for you." What had I done to make him fall for me? Then he smashed his lips onto mine. ~•~ Jaycee was smart, she accepted that. She wasn't the prettiest (in her own eyes) but she accepted that. She was quiet and sweet, she accepted that. What she didn't accept? Someone to be disrespectful toward her. Jackson isn't very intelligent, he accepted that. He was gorgeous, he definitely accepted that. He was loud and obnoxious, he accepted that. What he didn't accept? Someone to reject him. When these two cross paths, it's like Mother Nature was asking for love, hate, loss, betrayal, etc. ••• reached #5 on Teen Fiction May 4th 2015

What happens when four former best friends are forced to spend their summer together in an old lake house? It's a recipe for disaster, that's for sure. [nanowrimo '15] [cover by justlyd]

Highest rank #8 in Humor ~~ Skylar Jones was the type of girl who attracted trouble, so it was only a matter of time before Chase Illea came running into her life- literally. Skylar was always the talk of the town, whether it was the newest stunt of hers or the kid she recently pranked, but one thing everyone knew was that she wasn't someone to be messed with. Chase Illea, on the other hand was the bad boy of their small town, he was known for his fights and girls swooned over him. But Chase and Sky were like Melania Trump and writing original speeches, they did not mix. In fact, they hated each other but because of a certain party, they make a bet. A bet to make a certain someone pay. So what happens when these two badasses work together? Well, it's bound to be funny, exhilarating and packed with sexual tension.

She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, and seconds later her back slams against the wall. His fingers dig into her wrists, making her feel a stinging pain shoot up her arms. Her eyes are shut tight. 'Open your eyes'. She keeps them shut. 'Open your eyes, angel'. Her head is twisted to side, wanting to melt into the wall. His broad chest pressed up against every inch of her skin. He slams her against the wall again, making her yelp in pain, 'I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!' She opens them slowly and looks at his face. She can see his eyes, black pools of emotion. Obsession. Lust. Possessiveness. Desire. Love. Dominance. Angelica Ziva Kareem. A beautiful, young woman, who aspires to complete her degree in Medicine. Her dream? To travel the world, to be free and to help those in need. Gabriel Dominic Rodrigo. Handsome, dark, possessive. Rich and hard working to the world above. Monster to the underworld. His life? What he wants, he gets. And he has his eyes set on little Angelica.

"What makes you think I'll let you leave?" he asked and took a step towards me. "Because I'm not into guys?" "Well then why did you date your ex-boyfriend?" he asked and I froze at the mention of my ex. "Because ...uhhmm...I-I," My ex was a touchy subject. "You can't fool me, Bella," He said and rolled his eyes. "I already fooled you," "How?" "Well for starters, you looked like you believed me when I first told you," I said with a proud grin on my face while he rolled his eyes but I couldn't help but notice the small smile on his lips. "Where were you anyway?" he asked. "In the storage room," "What were you doing there?" he asked. "Masturbating," * * * Bella Parker is your bright, crazy, and brave eighteen-year-old teenager who runs away after overhearing a conversation about something that makes the hairs on her back raise and her bad past come rushing back. Declan Stone is one of the strongest Alphas who roams the earth. They say he's unbeatable and his pack is the strongest of all, they say he knows who his mate is but doesn't want to bring her into this life. What happens when Bella is pushed into the supernatural world with lies that her dead mother kept from her. What happens when she's not as humane as she thought she was? Read at least three chapters to decide whether you like it or nah because it gets so much better! Rank #4 in Werewolf 06/06/2019 Rank #1 in Funny 17/08/2019 HAHAHAHA

*LAST UPDATED JUNE 2021* "Think you don't want me?" He asks, running his hand under my dress and along my inner thigh; amusement laced in his words and features, as he smirks down at me. His breath was fanning my neck, my own was held back and my muscles were paralysed. I was scared to inhale or exhale, because I didn't want to show how affected by him I really was. Truth to be told; I feared the proximity - or lack of it - between us. One inch and his lips would be on mine. One inch and his toned chest would be pressed against mine. One inch and his hand would be closer to where he wants it. "Let me show you how much you do." His fingers linger on my lacy underwear as he closes the distance between us, holding me up. ❃ ❃ ❃ Alpha Alexander - the man known for overthrowing an existing Alpha, something never done in history before by someone his age. Even though feeling fulfilled in his leadership without a mate, the sexy and mysterious young male who girls swoon over is the ultimate bliss of anyone's dreams. One look from him is something any girl would kill for. Anyone but his own mate. Kiara - the girl with a line of males after her, wants nothing more from life than freedom and independence. Just like the Alpha, she doesn't see a need to have a mate. But fate doesn't work in ways we want it to, unfortunately. In fact, quite the opposite... And by agreeing to meet Alpha Alexander, Kiara isn't looking for love like he is. She's looking for vengeance. *Book two. Even though advised, it is not absolutely necessary to read the previous before this one.* *Mature content included*

Damien Stryker is a ruthless billionaire, but when Serena Mclane is forced to marry him, she hopes to find the mercy behind his cold eyes and strong hands. ****** Damien Stryker, a domineering billionaire, is someone you don't want to get close to. Unfortunately for Serena Mclane, she doesn't have much of a choice. Always at the mercy of her family's name and legacy, Serena has to do as her father says. So when her father forces her into an arranged marriage with the one and only Damien Stryker: the truth comes out. Secrets are unveiled, and love starts to bloom. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

Cali's life turned upside down when her new next door neighbour Kyle Knight came crashing in to her life. He was possessive, easily jealous and misunderstood. He was sensitive, loving and kind and everything Cali needed in her hectic life. Even when things went rough around the edges, Cali knew she had someone to soften them up; her leather jacket wearing "bad boy" who might not seem that bad after all. •THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN WHEN I WAS AROUND 13/14 SO DON'T HATE. ONE DAY I WILL REWRITE IT. I STILL HOPE YOU ENJOY. :) •