Vivian Williams is a werewolf, but what she didn't expect was her mate to be a girl. Find out what happens with these troubled two. Will Vivian's pack, and her parents accept her mate? Read on to find out what happens on their crazy ride they call reality. **WARNING** I wrote this book when I was 13! The plot is messy and develops too quickly, the characters don't have much depth, and the writing is not the best. Proceed with caution and please be kind if you decide to read it :)

Scar skär/ noun a mark left on the skin or within body tissue where a wound, burn, or sore has not healed completely. April Morningstar. Better known as Scar. Scar could care less about what people thought of her. She's been in prison, under probation and even under house arrest. She saw life as a once in a lifetime opportunity. She didn't speak about feelings or emotions, thinking of it made vile rise up in her throat, growing up in the system for thirteen years showed her that there was no time for kid stuff; it was a go big or go home. Now living in Chicago, Illinois' underground streets she wasn't looking to get out, she was looking to stir up trouble that would make her bad girl image more known. Ellison Margo. A wallflower that no one gave a second glance to in the hallways. Being from Portland, Oregon-Ellison was the only girl out of her eight other brothers. She has a four older brothers to protect her and four younger ones who adore her. She never so much as talked back to her parents. She was a goody two shoes from the start and planned to stay that way. Innocence and pure were two ways to describe her, never being social her perfect night was to read a book and listen to music. It was a boring way to live life, but she didn't care. They say when you throw fuel to the fire you'll get burned. So what'll happen when Scar is forced to live with the Margo's for the rest of her junior year? And a certain Margo catches her eye but the feeling might not be mutual? Will they learn to defy the laws of nature and balance each other or let the flame go out? Copyright © loveanoutcast, 2014 All Rights Reserved.

Casey is straight. She has a loving boyfriend, a great mom, and a great future ahead of her. But when a new student comes to town, she cant help but feel attracted to her.

Chloe Ellison 25 and is a second grade teacher from Texas. When she's not teaching her students 4×4, she riding her horses. The only problem is that her family is always on her back about finding a "nice guy". Valentine Dexter is a 26 year old soldier in the army from New York. Her family is also always on her back about finding someone to love, but when she is stationed in Texas and visits Riden Elementary for career day, she's paired with the beautiful Ms. Ellison. Now she will do whatever it takes to sweep this southern belle off of her feet

{DISCONTINUED} Just a slowburn supercorp fanfiction that is sort of inspired by Tumblr. It's about how I think SuperCorp should be in season 3. You can send me feedback or ideas on my Tumblr @karamcgeek if you have any. PS. This is my first try so sorry if I suck at it. But I hope you like it.

"Do you really want me, all of me? I'm not like other werewolves or vampires. I can't mark you, I can't fully shift into wolf form, I have a beast inside of me, Genevieve. Is that what you really want?" *****Best Ranking: #1 Vampire 5/13/2015 **** ((ROUGH DRAFT))

As the only daughter to one of the most powerful Mafia families, Shay has sought to figure out her own path despite the overbearing pressures from her Family. After a family dispute leads to Shay and her mother to go into hiding, Shay attends Elite academy--her own perfect Hell. With an incredibly awful (or ingenious) disguise, Shay's new identity is going well until Jacob Smith shows out of nowhere. Not only does he seem to know every right button to push, but he also seems to know everything about her. Shay's seemingly normal school life explodes with a new set of problems. Old and new enemies are coming for her and she needs to choose whether she will carry the Ricca name. Goodbye Nerd Disguise, hello old identity, old life, old friends, and new enemies. It's the Family business, where plotting someone's assassination is just part of the daily duty. (Unedited first draft) FYI title may be misleading at first.

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14