She writes all night. He flirts with girls all night. But when they come together in his room... the Cool Boy of the school and the Socially Inept Girl share a bed and make the night theirs. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #15 |

Unknown Number: Well you gotta give me something! Hell, anything! You can't just dangle this in front of me for the rest of my life! Me: I wasn't planning on it... Unknown Number: Blackmail is a crime, you know! Me: I'M NOT BLACKMAILING YOU! Unknown Number: WHERE'S YOUR SENSE OF ADVENTURE! YOU GET AN OPPORTUNITY LIKE THIS AND YOU SEIZE IT!! JEEZE!!! AND HERE I WAS HOPING YOU'D DO SOMETHING!!! Me: ...you want me to...blackmail you??

in which a beast haunts the town of lakeside. | My momma always told me a beast roams the Lakeside territory. Every night she'd lock the doors and close the shutters before sundown. It was a strict rule to be in the house by five each evening. No one in our small, little town believed her, even through the endless meetings and proof she took to the council. They'd labeled my momma as crazy and sent her away. Do I believe in the beast? Yes and no. Maybe. I still lock the doors and close the shutters even though she is gone. But it's foolish to think a man turned animal hunts for prey like us. That is until, I left the window open one night. So innocently I didn't think nothing about it. Then at midnight, the floorboard creaked. And I knew, from the low growl and the claws against glass, that the beast was real. And he was here for me.

a dark twist on a modern fairytale | snow white reimagined. "so beautiful." he murmured, tracing her jaw like a freshly cut apple. "so pure." he continued, looking her body up and down. "yet so asleep. and so very vulnerable." he whispered, with a wicked glint in his eyes. warning: this story is hella dark

In the world of werewolves, there was a human girl named Amoret. Amoret has been locked away in her home since she was a small baby, shielded from the outside world her mother grew to hate. As Amoret gets her first taste of freedom she realizes not everything is as she expected. Including being a mate. •Amateur writing• •Starts off slow, final warning• •Lots of French translation mistakes• //Not completed, nor do I know what to do with this story anymore. You've been warned//

[COMPLETED] he didn't know what happiness meant until he experienced it himself. © asvpava 2016 all rights reserved cover credit; @niaill

My parents always warned me about the drugs on the streets, but never did they say anything about ones with emerald eyes and a beating heart.

guilty pleasure at its finest.

"Will not hurt mate." the hot puffs of breath tickled her neck, she couldn't help the increasing rate of her heart as it's claws rhythmically brushed down her back and the wirery, bristle like hair on its chest prickled into her cheek. _____________________________________________________________________ It's 2556, the up and coming 16th anniversary celebrating the end of The Great War. Lydia Saunders is the go to girl of the military, no-one has a record as perfect as hers. But when her latest mission goes bust and reviles something unexpected, what will she do?