"It's kind of ironic, you know? My life has always revolved around being on ice. It only makes sense that I met the girl I love after she slipped on the only patch in the parking lot."

"I'd give it all up for you, Avery," Finn urges. His hands are gripping onto my cheeks and I don't know why I'm letting him get so close to me when I told myself I wouldn't let this happen. All I know is that I could cry at his touch. I miss him so much. "The job, the team, everything," he continues. I swallow the lump in my throat as my eyes dart between his. He seems so desperate and I want to sock myself in the jaw when I'm tempted to wipe the single tear that fell to his cheek. "Because I've seen what it's like to live without you. I know what it's like to see you with someone else, and nothing is worth that. Not even the NHL." The sequel to Ice.

Small town girl Song Hyejin grew up with a pair of scissors in her hand, spending her high school days in her father's barber shop cutting crew cuts for young men who were about to enlist in the army; this was how she was intending to spend the rest of her life. When top star Ares Hwang walks into the shop one rainy day demanding that she give him a haircut even though it's past opening hours, her life gets thrown straight into a raging hurricane known as the world of showbiz. ======== Enter Kang Hyunwon, hairstylist to the celebrities, touted by all the country's fashion magazines as the golden hands that could catapult anyone, literally anyone, from obscurity to stardom. When his limelight gets stolen unceremoniously by the head of hair atop one Ares Hwang (whom he had callously rejected to style just days before), his ego takes a beating that he will never forget. When he finds out who it is who was responsible for his humiliation, he vows to show this clueless suburban girl what it truly means to be hair-raisingly good with a pair of scissors... ======== Cover adapted from the artwork by @ClarissaNorth

"Before I show you who I am, I want you to remember what you're fighting for," Aide replied cautiously and gave them all a piercing stare. "Keep an open mind." "Just tell us, lad," Hanke snarled impatiently and bobbed his sword. "Brace yourselves," Aide said as he slowly reached for his hood. Emaia's heart pounded vigorously in her chest, so loudly, she feared people could hear. This was it. She would finally see the face of her rescuer, the face she had so longed to see. Aide gave them all one last lingering look before he closed his eyes. "Your whole world is about to change." He punctuated his sentence by pulling off his hood. The entire crowd gasped and all readied their weapons, as long silver hair burst free from the cloak and long slender ears appeared. It was impossible, Emaia thought. They had been extinct for decades. But there was no denying it. She looked at the man who had rescued her a few nights ago, and remembered him as charming and valiant. It all made so much sense now-why he could do, what he could do. He was an elf. And not just any elf. - A Northern Elf.

1 OUT OF 3 BOOKS COMING TO PAPERBACK SOON! Unedited book Camila Reeves is an eighteen year old girl new to college life, she's hot headed, confident and a joker. She has a close loving family but what will happen when she gets involved with her big brothers best friend, Ace Chambers. College life just isn't what she expected, it may change her life forever. __________________________________________ I feel her cold soft hand touch my thigh causing me to flinch, what the fuck is she doing? Her hand travels further up my thigh stopping at the hem of my shorts. what is happening? Her hand moves further up to my rising cock, I grab her soft hand stopping them going further, I can't her brother is right there, it's wrong. I let go of her hand hoping she was done, her hand immediately reconnects with my cotton shorts, she begins rubbing my hard on over my shorts, I groan and shift in the spot as my dick gets harder with her touch. I look at Ash who is completely knocked out on the single couch. I feel her hand reach the top of my shorts slipping inside and underneath my boxers, I place my elbow on the arm of the couch biting on my fist, why am I allowing this to happen, I can't seem to stop her. She wraps her small hand around my length pumping up and down, I groan into my hand biting harder. Oh no, what the fuck am I allowing. My heartbeat quickens as her hand pumps faster, I feel the need to touch her but I can't not after what happened to her, the other day I was dying to kiss those perfect plump pink lips ___________________________________________ ⚠️WARNING MATURE CONTENT⚠️ -loads of Smut scenes -Smut gifs -Sexual abuse -Violence -Drugs -Mental Health ⚠️READ AT OWN RISK⚠️ ❗️PHOTOS/VIDEOS AND GIFS ARE NOT MINE❗️ #1 in brothersbestfriend (23/11/19) #1 in heartbreak (30/12/19) #2in secretlove (30/12/19) #4 in romance(15/12/19) #2 in college (12/12/19) #1 in hotguys (20/12/19) #1 in lovestory (2/1/20) #3 in Drama (29/1/20) BOOK COVER D

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞ He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess. The lone wolf, Arles. The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal. A troublemaker. She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio. I don't own the picture used in the cover.

❝Let me make that tingling sensation in between your thighs disappear, it will take only a moment, Red.❞ Only 60% of book is free / Sample only Red lived in a small town in Pennsylvania with her grandmother. The town was known to invite supernatural creatures every year. Whenever the mating season struck, it was a ritual for young women, human or not to stand partly dressed in the town center, blindfolded and ready be taken by the wild beasts lurking in the forest. Things take a twist when Red turns eighteen and she's ordered to participate in the ritual. Blindfolded on the night of evil, innocent Red is devoured by a man who called himself the Alpha. 18+ mature themes are included regularly.

Alpha Winters is a formidable force. He took over the pack when he was 16, and if that wasn't enough he has fought and defeated 3 separate packs, taking over their wolves and land. He has created a superb government and the only town in North America that has only werewolves. He has created a business empire to support his pack and to create weapons. He has prepared his pack for any threat that comes their way. Because of all of this his pack has increased exponentially from 200 to 20,000 werewolves. He is a great leader, secretive, mysterious... no one knows much about him and those that do cannot tell you. He is a myth. He is a legend. He is a..... she. Alpha's are males and Luna's are females.... right? That is how it has always been. There is no way that a girl could do all of this..... right? Christine Winters has been hiding behind her nickname Chris since she became Alpha of her pack at the age of 16. She is the oldest daughter of the Alpha and when their pack was attacked they killed not just her family but everyone who was a part of the Alpha bloodline. By sheer luck, Christine made it out, and on the next full moon, she phased for a second time to an Alpha. No one outside of Alpha Winters pack knows the true secret, but now the psychopath that killed her family is back and threatening to massacre everyone. A war council has been called to deal with the threat. The war council (consisting of all the alpha's in the surrounding area) agreed they need the infamous Chris Winters to join them. Will they accept her? or reject her? Will any of them have a choice?.... After all, She is an Alpha. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

*Completed* *Unedited* With every step he took towards me, I took one back until I hit the edge of his bed. A deep growl rumbled from his throat and I tried to make myself smaller in hopes that he would leave me alone. Being a human, I stood no chance against this beast in front of me. He would tear me apart. His muscles rippled with ease from underneath his shirt; his stance towered over me; his eyes colored with darkness; and I knew he was struggling to keep his wolf contained. "Kitten, don't act all scared. This is what you wanted, isn't it? You've always fantasized about what it would be like to be with a beast like me." His hand approached me slowly and then brushed my hip. I gasped. His teeth grazed my neck and I unconsciously leaned my head away, so he could have more room. "Answer me!" he growled. My chest furiously moved up and down as I tried to calm myself. I shook my head. "Well, Kitten, you're MINE. Whether you like it or not." From a very young age, Mae has been told by her father to stay away from werewolves. They were too rough, too dangerous for humans, but she always had a fascination with them. Damon was the Alpha of the Night Bane pack and he was exactly what Mae's father told her he would be - rough and dangerous. *Not my cover art @ Jojoesart

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved