(Highest Ranking #99 in werewolf) Griffin Davison is the daughter of an Alpha of the pack 'Blood Moon'. She is a small but feisty She-Wolf. She's outgoing, argumentative, and very fun to be around. Greyson Rosewood is the Alpha of the pack 'Midnight sky' the most feared wolf pack in all fifty states and even other countries. He's an overprotective handful that longs to find his mate. When Griffin and her bestie Allison go to an packs meeting, where the ten best packs meet to tell of there progress, she comes to find that Greyson is her mate. Then the unexpected happened Greyson kidnaped her...

•highest rank II #140 in mystery/thriller• Again that face of hers was about to be revealed, nobody knows why we ended up chasing for someone who's interest is faking. There are things in life where we don't want to reveal and for this girl, it's her face itself. One by one the clues are gathered but will the problems be solved?

Stephen was a mean looking man, he wasn't mean he just doesn't do well with speaking with anyone. Of course unless they are getting the living sh*t beat out of them he wasn't your average guy, literally he was so tall, he was scary looking. Girls threw themselves at him. He rejected them all that is until Ariana came into the picture Ariana was a petite girl she was average height she dresses her own style and she had her hair jet black and straight. What happen when Stephen and Ariana meet through a job interview for one of Stephen's many businesses, immediately he feels the need to care for Ariana. Will the two be anything more than friends?

His body was as powerful and sexual as I remembered it, he had gotten another tattoo on his shoulder since the last time, a few more scars then I remembered on his chest. His back rippled with muscles as he pulled on a fresh white shirt, my eyes transfixed as he took his time buttoning it up. Somehow it was almost more of a turn on watching him put on his clothes than him taking them off, almost. He wiped the blood off his hands with a kitchen apron in a slow steady motion and I pressed myself back against the wall when his eyes focused on me. My eyes flittered to the back door and I battled with myself on whether or not I could make it before he caught me, I couldn't. He tossed the apron over an empty sink and stalked towards me slowly, a predator in every sense of the word and my eyes drifted to the bloody mess of a man on the kitchen floor, was that going to be me in a second? He stopped just in front of me and reached out to stroke my cheek and I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch despite knowing better. My eyes snapped open when he grabbed my chin tightly and forced me to look at him, was this it, was he going to snap my neck and dispose of my body now? "Touch another man again, and I will kill you" his voice was low and promising and I swallowed as he let go of my chin, pressing a rough kiss to my lips before grabbing my elbow and dragging me out of the kitchen. So much for that arrangement...

She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

Bella Smith. The name doesn't sound harmful. Does it? But what if I told you that was a lie. What if I told you that Bella Smith, a smart, beautiful girl, who was practically a reigning queen in her school. Would you believe me? Bella has pranked everyone in the school (including the teachers). She does not fear anyone and no one will stop her from pranking people each day. But what happens when she comes across a charming bad boy that she has never pranked? What does she do? Does she manage to prank him? Does she resist the temptation of him? Or does she give in easily? Join Bella as she embarks on a mission to... Prank the Bad Boy. {Cover credit goes to @breezybaby} WARNING: A lot of swearing and sexual things. MAY BE TRIGGERING.

NOW PUBLISHED IN PAPERBACK ON AMAZON! Since the death of her father, Emily Wentworth has been living a home life full of abuse. She's managed to remain under the radar until she meets Jake Melvin, the local troublemaker. He's drawn to danger and he senses it surrounding Emily... It doesn't take long for Jake Melvin to discover Emily's secret. Emily is suddenly thrown from one world of danger and uncertainty into another. The two teens embark on a wild journey of love, unbelievable betrayal and heartache. Will their connection remain despite all that stands in their way? This book is the first novel that belongs to a three part series. [Highest Ranking - #1 In Teen Fiction]

"What the hell?! Kennedy!" I watch as Ryder turns around furiously and strides towards me. Oh oh. Maybe I took it too far... "What's wrong with you?! Did you really have to cover my car in pink sticky notes?!" He steps towards me and I take a step back. He steps forward again and I step back until I'm up against the wall. "Well if you would have left me alone when I told you to, I wouldn't have had to do it," I fire back. He chuckles. "You don't know what you just got yourself into." "What do you mea--" I get cut off by his lips on mine. I freeze. What was happening? And why did it feel so good? Ryder grabs my waist and pulls me closer to him. I wrap my arms around his neck and tangle my fingers in his hair. He bites down on my bottom lip softly. As I was about to part my lips, he pulls away. "Better watch your back," he says. He smirks at me and then turns around to leave. What just happened? ____________________ Kennedy is not like most girls. Instead of getting her nails done and gossiping, she would rather ride her motorcycle or dive jump. She didn't have any friends back at her old school, but will that change when she attends a new one? She meets the bad boy of the school, Ryder. One harmless prank of pouring some pudding over his head starts a whole other war. They prank each other and start to realise that they might have feelings for the other person and the other person might have feelings for them. Will they use that knowledge to their advantage? __________________ Highest rank: #8- teen fiction 12/29/16 Thank you to MySecretDiary for the amazing cover!!

"Stop mocking me Avery!" he warned getting really close to my face. I could feel my face starting to flush and quickly hid my blush as I tried to maneuver my way from his grip. That however just made me rub against his lower extremities. I felt him go hard against me and I looked up at his shocked face before bursting into laughter. "Oh-my-god!" I laughed even harder, "You are so getting turned on right now." my laughter continued until he grabbed my shoulders and slammed me against the wall crushing his lips to mine.

Freya Hood, a five foot tall girl that never lets anyone drag her down, may as well be one of the most socially awkward human beings to ever walk this earth. With wild, frizzy, brown curls that she gave up on trying to tame, steely gray eyes that were intimidating, and too much sarcasm for her own good, she made it very clear to the world that she hates Levi Flynn with almost as much passion as she has for food...and that's saying a lot. She wanted absolutely nothing to do with the rich and popular bad boy. And he didn't seem to give a flying fuck about the short, wild haired girl in his class. Well, that is, until Freya is dared to prank Levi fricking Flynn. And, of course, Levi wants nothing but revenge.