"It was my fault." I stated looking down at my slowly growing clammy hands. He would never forgive me after I told him this. My deepest darkest secret. "You're my mate. No matter how big of a package your life is, I'm willing to stay with you through anything." "Good." Celia, the Omega, runs from her pack because of something she did, or was thought she did. On the run, she slams straight into a rival pack that doesn't handle rogues, even recently turned ones, well. She's about to be left for dead until her and her mate meet in the most unlikely circumstances. Is the package she carries to much of a burden on the pack, but more importantly her recently found mate who happens to be the alpha? Will she survive the most shocking things thrown at her?

READ AFTER READING THE VAMPIRE'S PET. One year ago Lord Dawson shut the doors of his mansion after the tragic death of his pet and has yet to open them since. People living around the manner have not seen their lord in a year, only the occasional glimpse of servants leaving the gates of the huge estate. And every now and then under the light of moon, a beautiful woman in a gown from another time was spotted roaming the gardens near the fence Almost always in blue. They spoke of her as if a legend, a woman, and a great mystery. The beautiful woman. The lady in blue. ~~ "Kaden...honey come to bed." I looked down at my lover as he signed document after document, "not now pet." Shaking my head I poured him his favorite scotch, taking a sip before placing it on the cherrywood desk, "don't be like that, you know you want to play." His gaze flicked up at me, "only if you agree to stop roaming the gardens at night, rumors are spreading." I rolled my eyes, "love you too Kaden." He shot me a smirk sipping at his drink, "do you really love me?" "do you?" I shot back. "I do, I always did, I will for eternity Calla." I grinned wickedly my tiny fangs glimmering in the candlelight and my eyes flashing red. "good remember that or I may just have to find a new lover." His laugh echoed through the room as he pulled me into his lap. I leaned into his chest, "tell me everythings going to be okay." Tell me we will open those doors again soon. "Everything will be okay." !!!Mature for language and sexual content!!!

"Make me a woman...your woman," she whispered so innocently. I had waited for this moment for so long and had planned every detail in my mind, but all of those details were lost now. I wanted to use foreplay just to get her ready. she was already slick, but it wouldn't be enough "Do it Blake...hurry," she whispered before her small tongue darted out and licked my lips.I groaned at the innocent look in her eyes, it always drove me wild. Her fingers found his hard shaft and guided it to her virginity.......... Meet Angel, Angel is the innocent, red head, sixteen year old youngest daughter of the Beta. She is unable to shift due to certain factors and has a troubled past that seems to be coming back to life once more, but one would never know from her crazy antics, naive mindset and immature ways. She is occasionally bullied, but manages to keep her smile through anything and everything. She has overprotective best and only friend, Ashley, who seems to be the only one who can tolerate Angels antics and who will protect her in a heart beat from guys and girls. Now throw in Blake, the soon to alpha, he's relaxed, down to earth and completely clueless about Angel being the betas youngest daughter. So what happens when he find out they're mates. Watch Angel grow throughout the pages and confront her past, present and future with the help of Blake. So join Blake and Angel in their crazy, funny and completely ridiculously journey of love and acceptance. *Warning Angel is a fun, loving, immature characters, it will take awhile to get her mature it does't happen overnight*

Years after a brutal war left humanity subjugated by vampires, King Nathaniel Bryce seeks to find his Queen among one hundred human girls through an elaborate and expensive pageant. The prize? Immortality. Avery Crawford doesn't care about being immortal, and she certainly doesn't want to marry King Nathaniel, handsome as he may be. Unfortunately, everyone around her disagrees. Thrust unwillingly into the decadent and deadly contest, Avery must conquer challenges, enemies, and her own conflicted heart.

BamBam was a rather poor witch. That was why she ended up banished. Too many broken rules had her banished to the outer edges of the Territory. She was stuck just on the edge between her world and that of the Werewolves. Not that she cared much, she was still bitter about the banishment to care much about anything. That all changed when she nearly crashed her old truck due to one large, hulking werewolf with a child clutching onto his pant legs. BamBam had been hesitant at first, untrusting of the werewolf named Ren but one look at the sodden child and she melted. She brought them home, cleaned them up and soon learned that her life was now at the center of a dark magick spell and a curse six hundred years in the making. Because Ren had taken a child prophesied to be the end of the curse attacking both the Territory and the Werewolves, BamBam was now stuck on the edge of a choice. Give the child back and return her status as a formidable witch and let them end the curse without a glance backwards. Or keep the child and Ren safe and away from those seeking them both and let the two species figure out their own demise. A hard choice for one creature to make but BamBam knows there is only one choice that will finally give her what she had craved for, for so long. Something or somewhere she doesn't feel out of place and alone. It is a choice that will change the course of the future. What or who will BamBam choose? Tick tock Can't stop the clock

He speaks as if he knows everything, he trips over his own tongue like the intelligent person he is. The lingering taste of vodka and whiskey taint his sinful chapped lips. When he walks he stumbles, he smells like nicotine and he's cold. Ice resides in his veins and heart but not even the hell like flames of hatred and anger burning within his mind can freeze over. She's sweet like honeysuckle. She's warm and physically beautiful with her long brown hair and different colored gaze. When she smiles, the entire world stops to look and stare at her. Yet underlying her forced smile and physical perfection, dwells the monster that is her mental illness that she cannot control. Being beautiful doesn't hide it either, only mass doses of prescription pills do. In which an 18-year-old who believes he hasn't much to live for leaves his small sleepy town in hopes of finding his mother who abandoned him years ago. All the while a 17-year-old girl with severe Manic Depression tags along in hopes of being distracted from her illness and to also find peace of mind and happiness elsewhere. ** Inspired by music, specifically The 1975, Lana Del Rey, and others. ** Rough draft in desperate need of editing, plot holes, grammatical issues, etc. * not cliche but cliche it has it moments, but also so many plot twists so idk yeah. Mature Content. Read at your own will. Copyrighted ©

this story contains adult content!!!! read at own risk. I glared at the vampire before me, pressing myself against the bars of my 'cage' before dropping the glare and offering him my sweetest grin, "once I get out of her I'm going to kill alllll of you!" I swept my arms out wide, my grin turning feral, "I'm going to rip out all of your throats and see how you like your blood being drained from your neck." The vampire flashed his fangs at me in an equally menacing grin, "you can try that all you want, after the auction." I was tempted to spit in his face but I really did not want to be whipped...again. ~~~ Calla, an 18 year old human girl has always lived her life on the run, but was captured by vampires and forced into auction at a high end 'pet shop' where any wealthy vampire can buy her and proceed to do as they please until they decide to kill her. Pessimistic, rude, and short fused Calla is one hell of a handful, one most vampier's don't want to bother with...until him. THIS SHIT IS RATED MATURE in case you were curious this isn't labeled Mature on the wattpad rating thing because it won't let me change my fucking maturity thing.

tortured. /ˈtɔːtʃə/ past tense verb. " inflict severe pain or suffering on. " . . 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐭 him I believed my world was complete. he was a werewolf, a strong and mythological alpha, and I was his human mate; destiny alone said I was to be forever protected and loved by him. destiny couldn't be more wrong. it started with the comments, the occasional taunts, the degrading remarks that would then escalate and end in a smack. by the time the beatings started I was already desensitised. and then he... he would force himself on me. it began to happen everyday, by him, and then, by his packmates. I was someone once, but now, I am nothing. nothing but tortured. . . #1. in redeem. #12. in alternativeending. - check end for notes.

He was the prince who got away. He had it all - power, fame, glory, honor. (Did I mention the unlimited supply of money, alcohol and women?) Yet he chose the human world. She wasn't shy, quiet or even remotely sweet. She wasn't your girl next door and she certainly was not a princess. When Victoria is hired to kill a mysterious stranger, she didn't know she was dealing with royalty. Of the immortal kind. Their worlds are about to get intertwined in a way neither could've foreseen. Welcome to a place where pretences are everything and everyone lies to get what they want. There will be scandals. Conspiracies. Betrayal. Love. Vampires, angels, magic and smoking hot men. And of course, a whole lot of "What the hell just happened?" *** Current ranking - #1 on Fantasy Wattpad Featured book Fiction Award Winner 2017 Completed