In the quest to be King, they were thrown a curveball. One was a vampire, the other a werewolf and the other a demon. She was a human girl trapped in their midst and had to choose one of them without being compelled, for them to become the most powerful in their world. She just wanted to live an average life and now all three of them were tasked with trying to win her over. Who would she choose? An abusive ex? A cocky predator or an innocent devil? [<< Mature Content >>]

*Extract from Badass Rogue* I aimed for his neck but he turned me around, tangling his body with mine. Frustrated, I elbowed his face and I backed the fuck away. "Give up?" He asked quietly, his heavy breathing echoing. I scoffed. "You're fucking kidding me, right?" "I don't want to hurt you." I watched him as he spoke, I quietly chuckled at his pathetic attempt to make me lose. "Fuck you!" I ran to him with my exhausted leg and used my strength to push him back. He caught me and threw me to the ground, causing a enormous pain to travel through my back. I pulled his body so he fell to the ground, he pushed me away and turned our bodies so I was facing him. I writhed in my spot, attempting to get away from his grip. "Don't move." He demanded. Before I could answer, his lips were on mine. -Editing + wrote this ages ago so it does have many problems with it, not my finest work I have to admit so be warned.

> A Mafia story that's more silly than serious. #2 in Chicklit 4/12/17 #7 in Humor 13/9/19 #8 in Romance ^ It's midnight once again, and I'm in my cramped room looking at all the old photo albums of my family before the split. Each picture holds a precious memory that's frozen in time. Picture by picture, page by page adds another tear in my eyes. A creak came from outside my bedroom, the teal wallpaper was pealing off the walls. I have been living here for 11 years. I quickly hid the album under my pillow and ran to my closet. She couldn't back yet? She normally comes home around 4am drunk and broke. The slits on the closet doors were my only source of light, that was coming from my lamp in my dimly lit room. My breathing became more rough and my heart was about to smash my ribcage. Wait, I'm a dela Cruz. I fight for what's right and I know how to fight! As I peeked through the gaps on my closet door I seen three men in black masks and suits come through the door. "Find the damn girl" one of the men say, I'm assuming he's the boss. The two men started raiding the bedroom and the bathroom, while the boss of the trio slowly walked directly to the closet. He had his hands on the knob of the closet, my stomach twisted. I backed away slightly to run up and attack the man. He opened the doors and I came flying out in my beautiful pj's. I caught he man by surprise and punched him in the stomach and kicked where the sun don't shine, I kicked hard to make sure he never had babies ever again. "Fuck!" He yelled as he collapsed onto he cold floor. I pulled a smirk on my face, which caused him to shoot a do glare out of those captivating eyes. The two men held me down while the boss rolled about on the floor for about 5 minutes straight, holding where I kicked him. "You just punched a mafia king darling, you're gonna regret it" He whispered softly into my ear while I was held in between the other two. Oh shit, I punched a mafia king! Copyrighted2017© by x_angelu_