Martina is a bubbly Spanish 21 year old girl full of insecurities and a little apprehensive towards love. Everything changes when she meets Ace, a serious 22 year old soccer player, who has been hurt before and who just wants the same thing as her, to have fun. Will she let her insecurities take the best thing that has possibly ever happened to her? Follow her in the adventure of falling in love, not only with the half-Italian boy, but with herself. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Okay, let me sum up." Nathan began. "You had the best sex of your life and you don't know his name?" I nodded guiltily. "So, I suppose you don't have his number either". I shook my head in reply. Nathan raised his hands dramatically. "How are you going to repeat then?" He shouted. "Oh, I'm not repeating. It was a one night thing." Highest ranking: #1 drama #1 boy #1 university #1 spanish #1 friendswithbenefit #1 Italian #1 selfconfidence #2 love #2 cute #3 soccer #12 romance #25 teen fiction #4 eatingdisorder #47 youngadult #75 fiction #4 college Wattys 2019 nominee. 1/3 books Warning: this story deals with eating disorders and has mature content.

Warning: For mature readers only (18+). COMPLETED They started out rough. He took everything in a businesslike manner. He thought he could get her with his arrogant smirks, his womanizing style, but he was wrong. They were like opposite poles. She is sweet and simple. He is rough and famous. She is plain and he is fancy. How would Demetrio charm her? Is abduction works in the likes of her? Athena is a hopeless romantic girl. She's just like any ordinary girl who likes roses and chocolates. She believes that the perfect guy was just out there until she met the rude, intimidating, womanizer billionaire Demetrio Pallos. She hated his guts. But the sparks between them were palpable every time their eyes met, but she wants chocolates and roses which the other despised. Will they end up together?

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

Poems. Death, suicide, depression, cutting, sadness, loneliness, bullying, hope, religion, love, tears, pain, joy, and more. Read if you want poems and maybe a few one-shots too. But if you want everything to have perfect rhymes, sorry. Look somewhere else. #1 in Poetry on 2/15/2015 <3

Aria Bianchi's high school life contains of either being bullied or ignored. Her thick rimmed glasses, braces and no fashion sense makes her the cliche nerd, and offcourse her straight A's. The teachers shows no sign of helping and her parents empty words doesn't do anything. But no matter how dark and hopeless the situation is, her nice childhood best friend Valerio Drago, always lightens her day. His nice and kind, and treats her well. He sees her with love and no judgement. Hes irreplaceable and she values him higher than her parents even. Valerio Drago loves his nerdy little girl. Those thick rimmed glasses has been on her face as long as he can remember, and he'll miss seeing those braces when she smiles when she must have them removed. Aria being the air he breathes in to live and the light in the end of the tunnel, he protects her for ANY danger. Even himself. She doesn't know, and will never, know about him being the boss of Drago famiglia (family), the most powerful and unknown mafia famiglia in America. But she did One moment Aria and Valerio was hand in hand walking down the street and talking about Vampire Diaries, the next he is clutching his shoulder. Blood ran down his arm like water and it rained bullets. Now Aria has two choises; leave Valerio, her reason of living, or join the Drago famiglia and live every second of her life being hunted and maybe killed. WARNING: INAPPROPRIATE LANGUAGE AND VIOLANCE

[HIGHEST RANK #1 in WEREWOLF 14/10/2016] A girl who had been on the run for eight years had no intention to stop now and having a mate was not something she looked forward to. But fate has a twisted sense of mind and usually delivers us things we dread the most, even if it does happen to be a six foot something handsome and rumoured heartless Alpha male whose grey eyes were something from the fairy tales. ... She tries to run away, but how far can you run when your soulmate is the other way? ... Featured on wattpads 'what's hot list' first on: (12/05/2016) Cover by: sublime- Category: Werewolf, cause there isn't one called cliché ;)

Ava Vice is simply The Girl who Fought to Provide, her brother is the only person she has and the only person she worries about more than herself, as long as her brother is fed and has a roof over his head, she didn't care about anything else. She's had the weight of the world on her shoulders since that tragic night but she managed, she had to. What happens when she catches the attention of a group? Will she let them in? ©️All Rights Reserved, Sentima Mani 2018.

#1 werewolf #1 teenfiction "That night meant nothing to me Olivia." "You were just like another girl to me." He smirked, "and you KNOW how I do girls. I lure them," he took a crumpled paper in his hands and softly straightened it, "I fuck them. HARD." He tore the paper off in pieces, "and then, I throw them out of my life," he concluded, crushing the paper into a ball and throwing it with a perfect shot in the bin. I looked up at him in shock, anger and heartbreak. "You actually thought I got jealous!" He scoffed. Out of nowhere he threw me against the wall and I gasped as his arm pressed by my sides and he trapped me. "ALSO, DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME YOUR MATE AGAIN!" he growled, I breathed heavily as fear started crawling in. Tears flowed down my face. I struggled to breathe. "I NEVER wanted a mate. Especially not like you." He gave me a glare as if the mere sight of me disgusted him. "Who would want a mate like you anyways, huh? You're ugly, nerdy, clingy, way-too-innocent and being with you will DESTROY my social reputation." Listening to those words shattered my Wolf and she howled in pain. I gasped, trying to get some air but he pressed me against the wall harder. "Look at you," he chuckled, "So pathetic. You're not even able to defend yourself. Moon goddess made a mistake mating you with me. I will correct it ." "I won't reject you," he said, "oh no no. Rejection is easy. I will TORTURE you. I will sleep with other girls, I will flirt with them in front of your eyes and I will watch you and your wolf die everyday. I will break you to the limit where you won't ever be able to come back. And then, I will leave you to rot." "One last thing. Don't you DARE tell anyone that we are mates. Are we clear?" I nodded frantically, my heart clenching till where it was unbearable. He let out a dark chuckle and released me,"Good girl." I collapsed on the floor and almost passed out from the lack of air in my lungs. He just walked away & left me there to rot.