Not exactly a villain, not exactly a hero, Cheyenne, an assassin in Gotham City is given a proposition by Batman himself. In 92 days, she is to hand Joker over to the authorities of Gotham or turn herself in. She goes undercover as a dancer in his club in an effort to earn his trust and ultimately lock him in Arkham Asylum. But, while spending time with Joker and meeting new friends (and foes) on the way, will she be able to meet the deadline without getting attached or revealing her true identity? #1 in 'BWWM Joker Fanfiction' {3/14/20}

in which the most feared becomes the mate of a quiet teenager [ BOOK ONE ] [ BOOK 2: REDEMPTION ]

❝freedom ain't real, who sold you that lie?❞ A man adopts a creepy obsession with his therapist, and will go to any extent just to have her to himself.

Your from different sides of the track but there's something about him that you want. But will you ever get the chance the show the real you? Or will you just be another Northsider?

Cover by @boyleewrites ❝ Where are you going, nigger? ❞ I turned around on my heel and said, ❝what the fuck did you just say?❞I clearly heard him, I just was being nice and decided to give him another chance to correct himself before I whooped his ass silly. ❝ I said,❞ he stepped closer and bent over a little so our eyes met. ❝ Where are you going, nigger? ❞

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Mate /Mat/ he or she is your soulmate, you noticed them first by their smell, they can calm your wolf down in a instance just by their smell unless you are an Alpha it takes more. August has always thought because she was plus size that she couldn't get a boyfriend. She was bullied in high school by guys a lot. August always felt unwanted by the opposite sex. So how do you think she will react when she meet Langston and he is dead on serious on her being his no matter the cost. Langston is Alpha of The Black Moon Pack. He is one of the most ruthless Alphas in America. His pack is strong but Langston is missing one thing. His Mate. What if he randomly meet her one day and marks her. He marked her because of the disrespect she showed towards him and his wolf surfaced. But the thing is that his mate is only human and unaware of the supernatural world. August wakes up with a mark on her neck and isn't allowed to leave. She's trying to understand what's going on but once she learns the truth can she accept it or will Langston force her into his world and demand her to be his. He sure is a beast but there in no beauty to me. ~August Amazing cover done by @hellocheeky! #491 in Werewolf 08/30/2017

"Look at you, pathetic! Why would anyone want such a weakling for a mate?" "I can find a better mate, you're not fit to be mine" he said. Tears swelled up in my eyes from his hurtful words. I shook head. "You are wrong, don't do this to me, I wailed. He gave me a look of pure disgust. "I Ashton Knight reject you Serenity Hampton as my mate!" At the sound of those hurtful words my wolf let out a howl of pain. I felt a stabbing pain in the middle of my chest, I crouched down in pain holding my head. I began to shake. 'It hurts Kolfi' I said to my wolf. 'I know, I'm so sorry dear human. It's true, we are weak but that will change from this day on.' Then suddenly everything went black. I had passed out from the pain of my mates rejection. What am I gonna do now? This book contains explicit content such as nudity, profanity, and sexual themes. Please do not read if you're under the age of 18+.

Sahara Akbar is a happy-go-lucky, naïve 19 year old Muslim girl, raised with high morals and ethics. She tries her best every single day to practice her religion as well as she can in order to reach the highest form of her spiritual life. But there are times she gets sidetracked, like when she gets late for Nama'az because she spends too much time watching Netflix or when she sees a random cute guy on the streets and falls in "love". Hey, I said she tries, I didn't say she was perfect. Damian Visiliev is a tatted up ruthless, arrogant, cold-hearted billionaire, who could care less about religion. All he cares about is W.W.S: Wealth. Women. Sex. Settling down and getting married is something that doesn't exist in his life. Period. In fact, he despises the idea of spending a lifetime with one person because he doesn't believe in the idea of loving one person for the rest of one's life. But what happens when you throw two polar opposites into each other's world? In fact, how does a Muslim girl, who's trying hard to be a good Muslim and a Russian businessman, who doesn't give a damn about anything even end up intertwined in each other's worlds? Will there be forbidden desire that stirs between them? Well, I guess you're about to find out. Join the journey full of romance, drama, heartbreaks, and mysteries. **YOU DONT HAVE TO BE A MUSLIM TO READ THIS** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

ORIGINALLY WRITTEN in 2016 SOFT EDITING AS OF July 10th, 2025 -------- ~BOOK 1~ "Oh, come on. Don't tell me you mad. I was just joki..." And before he could finish, I hit him upside his head with one of the couch pillows. I couldn't help but smile and laugh at the face he was giving me. "Did you just hit me?" His face going from shocked to a devilish grin. I knew that look to well. He started walking closer, I backed up. Oh shit, should I run. He's closer, I step back more. I notice him looking me up and down. Did he just lick his lips!? "What are you doing? I'm sorry." A smile now on my face, I step back again, only to feel my back hit the wall. Damn! I look down trying to think of which way to run. Before I could look up, I saw an all too familiar shadow at my feet. "Why did you hit me Kaya?" My smile left for a few seconds and came back once I looked up directly into his eyes. He was dangerously close. So close. If I was to flinch our lips would touch. "Cuz I can. Is there a problem... D'mitri?" I say. Still looking in his eyes.