"We have agreed. You are our Luna, our mate." Xavier leaves a little kiss on my head. "Our happiness doesn't matter as much as yours. We only want everything that is best for you." Maddox assures me with a smile. Two Alpha Mates, One Little. Recommended 16+ It's a long story, I recommend you read all chapters for a good grasp on the context as well as their universe.

❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

Two things are inevitable in this world: Life and Death. When you tamper with that balance you're asking for trouble. Andy didn't think about what would happen if she used her strange gift just this once on an actual person. She just wanted to give someone a second chance. But good intentions don't interest the Grim Reaper. Not when he's owed a soul. Cover by: @PeachyReg

He makes a sound of approval, one that betrays the human side of me by appealing to my wolf. "Do not forget your place again. Keep your eyes down, I want to inspect you." Inspect me? Like some show dog? He begins circling me. I feel akin to prey. "You're a tiny thing," he muses, sounding impossibly both unimpressed and pleased by this. "She's not as forward as you described, Paul. In fact, she's awfully submissive," he pauses briefly. "I'd like to see her wolf. If she's going to stand by my side, she'll need to fight there as well, and I can't begin to judge her abilities as a fighter in her human form." I snap my head up again. A mistake I imediately regret. Cole is in front of me in a flash, his hand in my hair, forcing my gaze to meet his. With no other options but to stare directly at him, I muster all my defiance and disgust towards him and convey it silently to him. He holds my stare for a bit, challenging me and damn I want to look away, but I don't. "There's that fire," he murmurs, "She doesn't back down easily does she?" Cole inquires to my father. Then to me growls, "But that fire will get you into a hell of a lot of trouble with me, do you understand? I will not have a defiant bitch for a mate. You will fight by me, not with me." A little bit of fear and a hell ton of anger sifts into my mind and my resolve dissipates entirely and without control. I look away.

THIS BOOK IS UNDER CONSTRUCTION: DO NOT READ IF YOU INTEND TO FINISH. NO UPDATES IN THE FORESEEABLE FUTURE. Sarah Crossen is rejected by her mate, all because of a crime her father had done. Dejected Sarah forces herself to go on. Why? Because she is pregnant from a one night stand. When the pack discovered that she is, she is more hated than ever. Especially by her mate Conrad. Even though he rejected her, she still got herself pregnant! With no one left to turn too Sarah has to face the hardest thing she will ever deal with in her life.

Being raised by 5 brothers wasnt easy. I grew up to be a tomboy, playing sports, watching the games on TV, and hanging out with the guys. I was always on easy target for bullies, especially boys. They would make fun of my curveless body and the way I dressed, and also made rumors up about me. So when I was offered the chance to go to school in Paris for 2 years I jumped at the opprotunity to leave this place. 2 years later and here I am, all grown up. Im not that little girl that they all remember. It wasnt my plan to get revenge, but they all just made it way too easy. With the help of my bestfriend Im going to have the boys wanting to date me and the girls wanting to be me.

"How do you choose from three kinds of perfect?" * * * * * Most people know me as the smartest girl in school but my real name is Sara Preston. My life changed when I wore a dress with more sparkle than a disco ball The football captain who was my childhood best friend. An Honors student with the most amazing blue eyes and a British accent. My childhood nemesis who could disarm a nuclear bomb with his smile. How do you choose from three kinds of perfect? You just can't. Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper cover by @FvckHumans

Currently being rewritten. Any chapter that has Under Revision in its title has not been touched yet. Post schedule: Sundays + sporadic posts throughout the week Rewritten chapters have added content. A long time ago when I was just a child, my parents stole a large fortune of money from a very powerful man. They spent it on their addictions and debts, thinking they had gotten away with it. But eventually, he found out and forced them to pay him back in yearly installments rather than taking their thieving hands. We paid him as we could, wither it was with money, milk from our cows or cheeses. This had gone on nearly my whole life. But this year...we have nothing to give. When he came walking through our front door I knew my entire world was about to be turned upside down. I stood in the corner of the room staring at him as he addressed my parents. He had this heartless tone when he spoke and his eyes, those vibrant green eyes set a twisting in my gut. "Sir Dominik, I-I.." My father began to panic looking around frantically. We had never missed a payment before. Our last cow had died off, so we had no milk. We were completely out of money and we had nothing valuable to offer. That's when something unexpected happened. Sir Dominik looked straight at me. "I will take her. And your debt is paid."

"I loved her not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons." [[Warning: THIS STORY IS 3rd PERSON AND DOES NOT HAVE MUCH DIALOGUE]]

[HIATUS] ❝Despite being a total Jerk, he made her laugh─laughter is music of the heart.❞ Mellow & Sweet, Flo was in love with her best friend, Kane Jacobs - heartthrob extraordinaire. Unfortunately, her feelings for him were unreciprocated, seeing that he chased every girl that wasn't Flo. Drowning in boredom, Flo just wanted to taste freedom or at least sip liquor. Luckily, her world spiraled downhill the moment a boy arrived at her door, wasted beyond infinity. The drunken dude was Ace Lockwood and he was a certified badass. Apparently, he had "accidentally" crashed his motorcycle in her mailbox, pissed on her succulent, and puked on her porch. But after a few weeks, Flo realized that she wasn't just infatuated with his motorcycle but also the boy riding it. [Humor #10/ Teen Fiction #10]