Highest rank: #1 in werewolf on 07/14/2016 lycans, soulless monsters born of divine wrath, Zeus created them for destruction. Born half-human, half-wolf, these creatures are cursed to live in torment. But Selena granted them a glimmer of hope in the form of mates. Bianca, exiled from her pack, confronts unspeakable horrors. Little does she know that her fate is intricately tied to the future king of the werewolves and Lycan, unlike anything she's ever met. As their destinies collide, a menacing evil looms in the shadows, threatening to engulf not only their love but also the very future of their kind. TW: This contains BRIEF mentions of abuse, rape, and mentions of graphic torture. .............. This book was initially published in 2016 and is undergoing a rewrite. I do not allow my work to be used or adapted in any way without my permission.

"What is troubling you, Annabelle? I can feel the tidal waves of emotions wrecking you and it's making me and my wolf restless." His green eyes were furrowed with concern and that was the first emotion other than lust or rage that I have seen on him. "Nothing", I quickly muttered and ducked my head from his perceptive gaze, hoping my hair would shield me further from his view. "If you don't wish to tell me freely, then I have other ways of extracting the information out of you, bambina", the husky tilt to his voice and the gleam in his eyes caused me to visibly blush and shudder. ------------------------------ Alpha Xander inspired fear in any unfortunate soul that crossed him. He was ruthless. A monster even among the beasts of his kind but could he be tamed by the charms of a weak werewolf such as Annabelle? Author's note: I really suck at summaries but I hope you check out my story. Thanks! ;]

"Push my limits, my dear, and you won't be able to imagine what I can do to you," his words light up a pit of fire inside me that burned with anger and regret to letting him mark me in the first place. "You will stay with me and won't dare to speak to another male of any kind," he scoffed with ease, black eyes burning into my sapphire blue ones as a tear stroked my cheek, his hand wrapped tightly in my hair with his knuckles pressed against my scalp, his free hand holding a fist that had a batch of knuckles caressing my cheek slowly and softly. "I won't hesitate to take what's rightfully mine...." ••••••••••••• Illalala is a girl who is only at the age of 17, being in the most relenting pack in the world; The Umbrae Pack. This pack of werewolves tend to outrun the packs that try to enter the area, only letting the stronger packs band up in the forest with them. Illalala is always tracking her Alpha with her gaze- Alpha Clayton Android. She's his mate... What will happen?

[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]

After waking up in the middle of no where, a memory lost Fallon is taken under the wing of a man that identifies himself as Alan, who gives her the new name of Jacklyne. During his childhood, Alan had a friend named Savannah, and as soon as he laid eyes on the Jane Doe as she walked around with no set direction, he noticed that the two looked nearly identical. Desperate to get his old friend back, he took her in, and set his plan into motion, trying to recreate the person that he had just met, into the person that he had lost. Cover credit - @troubledeyes

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

So this is just an Austlan Cashby (Austin Carlile and Alan Ashby, members from Of Mice And Men) fan-fic that I have started to write. C: I hope you like it ^^

Ever wonder why something happens? Or why people call you names and bully you? Well thats how I feel. I'm Allison Rose Johnson but my best friend, Nathan Deangelo and my mom and dad call me Ally. I just started high school and things are going horribly. I just wish someone liked me for me. The person I really am. But that would never happen. Everyone in that hell hole of a school hates me. And that is NEVER gonna change. I mean why would it, I'm obviously fat, ugly, and weird all in one. Nothing will ever change. Not even my dating life. No one can just come into my life and change that, can they?