He teases her. He challenges her. He fascinates her while he irritates her like no other. He drives her insane. He makes her...ughh, so mad she could scream! The only thing he won't do is let her go. Quincy: I'm a human living among the werewolves. My mom is a werewolf. She had a drunken fun one night with a stranger, a human. The union was not supposed to bear an offspring. I'm not supposed to happen, but here I am, an outsider. They all hate me but my Nana loved me. Then Nana died. They moved me to the pack house. Now, their old Alpha three times my age wants to make me his. That is not the life I signed up for. My Nana nurtured me a dream to go off to college. So I run. I run not because I'm a coward. I run to save myself. I will have nothing to do with their kind anymore. I'll be a normal human among other normal humans. I'll be so normal, even the most average normal humans will feel like freaks next to my normal ass. They will bow down before me and call me Queen Normal. Then I see him. The best specimen of men...but I know he's not human. He's not a werewolf either, so what is he? There's this pull between us but I know I shouldn't get close to his kind...whatever he is. The trouble is, he won't leave me alone. Caspian: I've been looking for my erasthai for decades. My mother dearest, the queen of all werewolves and lycans is pressuring me to marry Lady Celeste. I'm supposed to take over the throne from my father and make lady Celeste my queen. I want nothing to do with her. I want my erasthai. Then I saw her. She's a human. The most beautiful mesmerizing creature ever, and she's mine! I thought it's going to be easy. It should have been easy. Come on, ALL girls want me. I mean, look at me. I'm gorgeous! Mirrors weep when I walk past them. She refused to give me the time of the day. Well, too bad princess. I'm not about to let you get away. I'll crush all other competitions. I'm Prince Caspian. I always get what I want.

"Call me an assh*le all you want. It won't stop me from making you the best doctor you can be." . . . . . Naomi Reece's life was complicated long before starting her residency. As a woman of color at the beginning of her medical career, she has enough to overcome without people discovering her invisible illnesses. When her path crosses that of a pretentious and self-proclaimed "damaged" attending, Milo Corbin, complicated takes on a whole new meaning. While caring for a young patient named Grace, Naomi and Milo find out they have more in common than previously thought. As they attempt to save Grace's life, they start to realize it is Grace who may save them both. . . . . . Trigger warnings: The story revolves around serious illnesses and contains mature content including language, sexual situations, and other difficult themes. Intended for mature audiences only. ©2020 E.M. Wilson, All Rights Reserved

[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*

'You didn't answer my question,' he asked, holding her gaze in his hypnotic ones. 'Wh... what question?' She was surprised at her own voice, it sounded like of someone else's. She wanted to ask him--which question, there were so many he had asked her tonight. Each one threatening in their own different ways to her sanity. Brandan smiled mysteriously. Not answering her, he instead said something else, 'Don't keep staring at me like that.' His voice was soft. Suddenly, she found herself in some other world. 'W.. why?' She stammered ridiculously. His lips slightly brushed against her, she closed her eyes in anticipation, under the spell of their lips connecting. Sparking were the electricity all over her skin. ''Cause....' He took a step back from her, leaving her cold and she was too lost to do something about it--like leaping closer to him and getting engulfed in the euphoric warmth once again. ''Cause, you will fall in love with me... ' He paused as growling deeply a set of thunders boomed above the skies. Cold wind made her hair dance around. He finally finished his sentence, 'Again.' Rain poured down upon her heavily as if the entire sky was about to break down over her, She opened her eyes against the cold water to see he had lef alreadyt, leaving her to drown into his words, completely. *** They say love's blind. Maybe that's why Emma loved Brandan despite all odds, more than she loved herself but only to find that it wasn't enough. When time and fate decided to be cruel to the utmost, she found herself broken in all the ways possible. Realizing that love wasn't enough, she picked up her ruined self and found a new beginning at the end. But fate had, apparently, some unexpected plans in store. Against all odds, they were meant to face one another once again. But this time, Brandan was a changed man and so was Emma. While one was burnt from the pain, another was burnt from the guilt. And then...

I, Abigail "Abby" Wilson had no choice but to find a job A.S.A.P as I was kicked out of our house when my grumpy grandmother have had enough of my jobless lazy ass just partying, shopping, and getting drunk. The last straw was when I thought that my grandmother would not be home from a cruise and decided to throw a wild pool party at our house. Just when the party was getting hot my grandmother came home furious and kicked my friends---well, some I didn't even know---out of the house including my sorry Lil ass. I begged and told her that I'd change, but she didn't listen. She said that I could only come back when I proved to her that I'd changed. Well.. To hell with that! Now, I was unwillingly here in the executive office of the CEO of Hamilton Electronics &TelCom International Corp (HETIC); Alexander Hamilton as his executive assistant. I gaped in surprise as the boss whom I'd be working with starting today, sitting impassively on his expensive leather swivel chair was no other than my ex-boyfriend Alex back in high school who just decided to disappear without telling me! What would Abby do? She'd already signed a two-year contract and she couldn't afford to pay the breach of contract as of now. Could she work with him knowing that they had a past? And what was with his attitude? It seemed like he had a secret grudge toward her that she could hardly comprehend. I guessed she had to find that out for herself.

Grace Carlos, after a terrible confession of her feelings to her best friend who also happens to be her cousin's ex tries to find out her own identity. She grabs an opportunity of a job and flies away from her home to a new city closer to her relatives only to end up being a wife to a man she never met. When she gets the news of her cousin, going to get married she never in million years thought her cousin would run away and it would turn out to be her own wedding. Confused, dazed and to save her uncle's reputation she says yes to the marriage and begins a journey with someone she would not give a second look if he ever crossed the road with her. Nicholas Price, a man with few words fulfills his grandfather's wish and marries a girl of his choice. With the line of work he is in, it seems difficult to trust someone but when he meets his wife, he cannot help but want to. The side he never shown to anyone he shows to her, the playfulness he never thought he had it comes naturally when with his wife. Therefore, he gives a shot to make the marriage work and be a normal, happy man. However, with the line he is working in, it is difficult to play a happy family especially when his wife has someone else in her heart and his enemies are targeting her instead of him. The Beautiful cover is by @DuskingSky Choice Series :- 1) Wife By Choice 2) A Widow's Choice 3) Divorcee's Choice

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

(FIRST BOOK) In the mystical kingdom of Emery, four cousins rule side by side, haunted by an old prophecy that would bring their destruction. As one of the kings of Emery falls in love, he does not realize that his lover is a woman who is descended from the witch that had said the prophecy, and died for speaking of the cousin's death. The king and the witch fight for power and for Emery, but do they fight for or against each other? Find out in this first installment of The Emery Chronicles, a gripping romance set in an intriguing magical kingdom.

Cassandra Evans, Production Assistant for Jasper Fulton's new musical, 'Save the Last Dance,' is trying to keep a low profile. When she meets the star of the production, internationally famous actor, Mason Stevens, she is caught off guard by his charming smile and the instant dislike that he feels for her. It becomes apparent that he believes the worst; that she is trying to win a role in the production by being more than just an assistant to Jasper, but the truth is just as incriminating. Will the strong attraction that they feel when the touch overpower their instant dislike of one another?