One Year, that's what they agreed upon. That's why she worked so hard to please him. That's why she did everything in her power to help him and his people. So she could live her second life, the way she wanted. In peace. One Year, they promised each other. To live a life as husband and wife. One Year, to convince everyone that they were a loving couple. One Year, to gather information on his enemies. One Year, to gather as much support and power from the royal court to his side. One Year, of playing pretend and fooling the whole Kingdom of their fake love story. Little did she know, it only took One Year for him to fall in love with her. Will he keep to his word of One Year? Or go back on it and break their promise?

After joining the Villain system, the Villain was forced to do world upon world growing emotionless from the pain and suffering put upon her in each world. That is- until she met him... He cooked, he cleaned, pampering her day and night, long ago having fallen hopelessly in love with her, chasing her from world to world (and till the ends of the earth.) Still she could not give him her heart that had long ago turned into a brick... A certain handsome man with a chilling smile: "Ah, if your heart is a brick then all I have to do is melt it with my vigorous love!" The Villain: "( T ʖ̯ T) System... Isn't it about time to leave this world..." System: "Host can leave at any time the world is completed!" Villain: "(；一_一) Good then I'll just go ahead and die-" * Suddenly the air turned cold System: "Sorry host! Something seems to be blocking my data right now... ( ˃̣̣̥‸˂̣̣̥) I must leave for a bit to go investigate! ‧º·(˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥⋆)‧º·˚" A certain handsome man with cold eyes: "Haha, why do I suddenly get the feeling you're trying to escape from me again? Ah I couldn't live if that happened, if you are going to run away then... I'll just have to chain you up and keep you here forever! After all long ago I chose to embrace this crazy love, I cannot live without you. I wish to pamper you for an eternity, loving you and only you, all I ask is that you don't run away aga-" The Villain: ╚(ಠ_ಠ)=┐ *This is an original story written by me! (Not translated) The cover is my original artwork! I drew it so please don't steal it! ***Please excuse any plot holes or any other issues. I work hard at writing my story so that those things don't happen but I'm not perfect. This is my original story so be kind (˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥⋆) if you don't like it then Shoo, no one's forcing you to read.

Would you like to play a game? The rules are simple... you just have to get someone to fall in love you, devote himself to you, and care for you until the end of his days. Think it's easy? Confident you'll win? Let's see how well you play the game. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox