(Complete) After Seren is assaulted by someone in her friend group, she begins to fall deeper into the depths of her depression. No one seems to notice, except for the former bad boy and his friends. "Seriously, this is probably the best book I've read on Wattpad." -@dowries "I thought you were bluffing in the description but dang, you got me. Ima say- this truly is one of the best books on Wattpad." -@jamzeverywhere "Easily the best book I have ever read and I'm not exaggerating." - @purelyaureila "Simultaneously shattered me and put me back together, one of the best things I've ever read. Didn't think I could love two characters so deeply." -@imswriting "If I was ever to reread a book- it would be this one." -@thethotpocket "This is my favourite book! I would pay literal money just to continue to experience these characters!" - @sapphhhireee Spin Offs: Notice Me, and Trust Me *****

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

〚FEATURED〛 ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ "My pick-up lines are great." "Yeah, and I have a pet llama." "You do??" "No, idiot." ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ Arc-en-ciel (n.): Rainbow He's the perfect example of a thundercloud. He's rude, grumbly, and frightening to most- ready to harshly rain down on anyone in his way. She's a human sunbeam, at best. She's the kind of person with a sunshine personality that everyone adores- bubbly, nearly always beaming, and looking to spread smiles. Working with your polar opposite might seem like the worst thing that could happen. But around every thundercloud's rain, there comes sunshine. And with the sun and rain, come rainbows. ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ Featured in Wattpad Teenfiction's 'Funny Bones' Reading list [no idea how that happened lol] [#1 in Adorable | 1# in Cute | 1# in LoveAtFirstSight } [#1 in BadBoy | 1# in Boyfriend| 1# in Fiction ] [#2 in GoodGirl | #2 in Romance] ©All rights reserved, available only on Wattpad [Cover images do not belong to me, all rights reserved by owners]

*Completed* *2018 Watty's Longlist!!* *New summary* In the forest they waited. In the forest where the trees had eyes and legs made of root. In the forest where the beasts hunted when the sun fell. In the forest they waited, they waited a girl, not just any girl, but the girl who could break the curse.

Mabel's boss dabbled in awfully questionable business for the owner of an herb store, and she never blinked when he had suspicious-looking visitors. On one particular Sunday, though, Mabel couldn't help but watch the man leaving Herman's office with a critical eye. It wasn't his impressive height, dark eyes, or shaggy hair that kept her curiosity piqued. Instead, it was the way the shadows seemed to collect around him, dancing under his feet as he walked and vanishing abruptly as soon as the door shut behind him. ***** "Do not call me 'Death,' Little One." He reached a hand down to help her up, but Mabel swatted it away, standing on her own and scowling. "Don't call me 'Little One,' Death." She fired back, crossing her arms and straightening her back to look taller. "And, besides, you're the one who told me your name was Death, so what else am I supposed to call you?" The raspy growl that rolled from his throat didn't sound anything like a chuckle, but the slight smile on his face told her otherwise. "Aleron." ****** He brings death to those deemed wicked, but sees her as an angel and vows that nothing will harm her under his watch. Highest Ranks: #1 in Littleone 8/7/2019 #1 in Mystical 8/25/20; 9/2/20; 9/11/20; 6/13/21 #1 in Mythical 9/25/20 #1 in Devil 5/16/21 #1 in Heaven 5/20/21 #4 in Paranormal 8/25/20 #1 in demon 8/7/22

Thirteen years ago, Harley lost her family. Though it left some damage, she's finally ready to return to her family's pack and start her own tale. But writing a happy ending is much harder than she thought. Will Grey is a rogue hunter. Thirteen years ago, he was Harley's brother's best friend. Now all grown up and more attractive than ever, Will is Harley's closest connection to the past. Trapped between wanting to forget her past and desperately needing something familiar to hold onto, Harley isn't quite sure where to categorize Will. As Harley tries to make a home for herself, bigger problems appear on the horizon. Her family wasn't victim to a random rogue attack, but instead something much, much worse. Will she be able to find her spot in her family's pack? Or will something else wipe her out first?

Maria can't explain what she is or what she's done. After all, it shouldn't be possible for a human to conjur fire from nothing but pure will, but that hasn't stopped her before. She can't remember how she ends up bloodied, beaten half to death on a deserted doorstep in the middle of the night, but she can remember him, bringing her in. He's a little reserved but she doesn't mind, especially as they have something in common: neither one is supposed to exist outside of nightmares and folklore. Few people know Maria exists. All of them want her dead. None have felt the wrath of her new friend yet. This is an impossible story and you'd do best pretending you've never heard it.

Moving back to a hometown she had left before she could even remember it was never supposed to be a big deal. But for Sara Bryant, everything is about to change. Everything. She will be forced to question her reality, her sense of being, and the people closest to her. In small town Providence, North Carolina, Sara is about to discover that monsters really do exist, and her life will never be the same again.

PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS STORY IS ON HOLD AND MAY NOT BE UPDATED UNTIL AT LEAST JAN 2022 In times past, a warrior would eat the heart of his enemies to gain their strength... These are the times past. The Queen of Hearts sits on the throne of Catrimar. Her signature phrase? Off with their head and out with their heart. With every heart she consumes, the Queen grows stronger and more skilled and no one dares challenge her for the throne. But when a magic mirror and a prediction from a seer show her the girl who will be her downfall, the Queen is determined to nip the rose in the bud. She sends her slave, a werewolf with a black past, to take the girl's heart, but their encounter unearths secrets that neither wants uncovered. Secrets that may put both of them in serious danger... This is the story of a sympathetic assassin, a haunted Queen, and maid with lilac eyes, sure to smash the stereotypes you think you know. A fairy tale mash up with elements from Alice in Wonderland, Little Red Riding Hood, Snow White and Beauty and the Beast and based on Native American and Aztec superstition (the heart eating bit). (Now rated mature for potentially triggering content related to suicide and self harm. Chapters containing such content are marked as such.)

Once, we were certain we could drive the Roman Invaders from the land. Now, more and more of our kin in the South lay down their spears and kneel to foreign rule. I never thought we would fall too; not with the strength of our warriors, our intimate knowledge of the land, and tactics that had driven the invaders back time and time again. Yet, it seems I know nothing at all. When the chief of my tribe seeks to strike a truce with the invaders, everything changes. At a time when I should be learning from the elders of our tribe, or how to rule from my father, my hand itches to pick up a weapon instead. Yet the steel-eyed General who leads the soldiers camping outside our walls feels familiar to me in a way I can't explain, and for a man raised in Rome, he has a fire in him that I've only seen in my people. But talks of peace are threatened when a power that's lain dormant for decades is woken. . . . . .for our paths have crossed before.