Growing up in a pack without ever knowing my parents always bothered me. I wasn't technically born in this pack, nor in this country and I've always felt like the members of my pack 'tolerated' me due to the unlikely circumstances. No one was surprised when I stated I wanted to leave and live a quiet life as a rogue, alone in a small town. I finally thought I would have the peace I deserved. I wouldn't have to think about werewolves, mating, the ranks in a pack and where I stood. I was a average werewolf. Mate-less. Then, I met him. Ruthless. Egotistical. Strong. Sarcastic. Cocky. Charming. Pulchritudinous. Chocolate. My Mate.

A broke, straight-edged high schooler must fight her feelings for her new cocky admirer or risk being stuck in a dead-end town forever. ***** Seventeen-year-old control freak Meg is determined to leave her dead-end town for good. But when a handsome stranger walks into her diner and leaves her a hundred-dollar bill, Meg's life takes a turn for the worse, and she finds herself falling for the kind of guy she definitely shouldn't be. With college around the corner and her future on the line, Meg knows she must fight against her feelings for Nate or risk losing the one thing she's fought so hard for - control. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]] (Written by @officialrachaelrose, previously known as @Rachksnaps) *If you aren't reading this book on Wattpad, it has been stolen. Please report the website!* Cover designed by Ashley Bandy

Kiara James is a 15 year old girl who feels like she needs more excitement to her life. Everyday she wakes up and goes over the same routine. One day while at her favorite park; a jogger she happens to see everyday stops and talks to her. They soon create a connection but their huge age difference doesn't help. My story is written in 2016 but im using dates from 2010 to write up to the present (because I don't like writing the future). The story will include products from 2016... The story starts in 2010 and will be written up until present year. I will try my hardest to keep my time accurate; as in birthdays, pregnancies, and ect.

"You're pretty cute for a dark girl." Self destruction at it's finest. Society's image of "real beauty"... LIGHT SKIN.

When Adalina is forced to marry the heir to Sicily's largest mafia, she's thrown into a tangled web of greed while navigating an electric attraction to her new husband. ***** Adalina Romano is tired of being manipulated by the men in her life. After her greedy uncle drags her halfway across the world to barter her in a deal between him and the heir to Sicily's largest mafia, the Cosa Nostra, she finds herself married to a man who makes her uncle look like a saint. She shouldn't be attracted to Vincent Salvatore, but Adalina cannot avoid his unforgiving stare nor deny the electrical charge she feels whenever they touch. Vincent sees Adalina as an obstacle in his fight for power, but soon has no choice but to keep her safe when they're caught in a war of dominance and greed. As Vincent's walls begin to slip, Adalina discovers a spark of light in his darkness, and once she's had a taste, she only wants more. When their spark turns into a fire, protecting Adalina amid one of the biggest mafia deals of Vincent's life means going against everything he's ever known, consequences be damned. Content Warning: contains violence and mature themes.

Cover by @_itskd Cassidy is a 20 year old girl who grew up without the love of a mother or a father, she never really learned how to love someone because she didn't grow up with that image of what love looked like and that affected her relationships more than anything she didn't know how to communicate or show her emotions but that all changes when she meets....... Read to find out

!!Read Snatched first!! Jas and Cordyn are back in action. But what happens when they have a baby and past drama comes back. Endangering them and their child. Even worst. Eventually the final truth comes out in the worst way. The worst. They say you reap what you sow. And some people, have a lot of reaping to do.

I was only sixteen years old when I was sold. Sold to the most powerful mafia Boss around the world. I was the innocent girl Melany who was sold to the Mafia Boss Emiliano, a handsome rude and heartless man who had a dark past. I never knew I was sold to the Mafia, until they kidnap me from my parents. "Just do as you told and your save Melany". He keeps coming closer to me and now he have his hand on my waist. "What are you doing?". I ask. He grip my waist and close the space between us, he begin to kiss me on my neck making me go weak and numb. He knows how to make me fall for him. THIS IS THE STORY OF SOLD BY SIXTEEN. IT HAS MY OWN FANTASY IN IT AND IT CONTAINS OF MATURE CONTENTS SO I HOPE YOU GUYS READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. A Romance/ Teen Fiction Story. STORY BY: AJ

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...