As an Omega, the lowest-rank werewolf in any pack, Claire is confident her smoking hot Alpha can't be her mate. But she's wrong -- not just about him, but also about her place in the werewolf world. ***** Adopted into a family of Omegas, the lowest-ranking werewolves in the Mistwood Valley pack, eighteen-year-old Claire Masters is more concerned with her schoolwork and her adorable little brother than pandering to pack politics. But when Nathanial Groves, the pack's inescapably attractive Alpha, steps into her life, her entire world is thrown into disarray. Because Claire can't help feeling drawn to him -- irresistibly so -- and it's distracting her from the growing danger looming over her town and her family. A mate is the last thing she has time for, but can Nate be ignored? [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]

* 'I-I am sorry your highness I touched ...!' She was trying to apologize, but she fell silent as she could not utter with her mouth that she accidentally touched his lips. 'But I am not sorry!' He said calmly looking straight at her. What was she supposed to say after hearing his words? 'I did not mean to touch your highness's ...' she said with great difficulty. 'That was not a touch.' He said not permitting her to brush it off as an accident, even though it clearly was. 'It was a kiss.' He said with a hoarse determined voice. She widened her eyes, as her face flushed even more than it did when she realized what she had done. He dared to say the word she avoided. 'That was not! I...' she tried to refute. 'What is a kiss Celia?' She could not answer. How could she say the definition of a kiss with her own mouth, it would only confirm his words. * 'It was an accident. I am truly sorry, I did not mean any discourtesy towards your highness. If I can make up for my error somehow?' She quickly said. She did not know of his personal life, as he had a tight security around him and nobody knew much of the king outside official visits and business. He must have felt insulted. 'Please don't call it an accident. For a first kiss of a person to be called an accident ...' He said again with a dejected tone, but did not continue. It was like he had already gotten his point across. 'Ahhh. I am so sorry! It really was an ...' She wanted to say accident but, because of his pleading she could not actually say it. To have committed the blame of taking the king's first kiss and then not acknowledging it, how would he think of her? At this point she did not even realize that their roles had reversed, or that it was her first kiss also. PS: If you like loyal mates... then please proceed further :D

Genesis has grown up with a neglective, abusive father all throughout her sixteen years of life. Despite all the pain and trauma she goes through, she's still standing. Fighting back against her pathetic excuse of a father, not letting him see her weak and scared. The way she copes with all the pain isn't the healthiest but she stopped caring a long time ago. But when her father dies unexpectedly, she feels like all her prayers have been answered. Until she finds out she has brothers, five of them and she's forced to move in with them. Her very cold, secretive distant brothers. They have dark secrets but so does Genesis.

- - - - Brianna Freemont only wants to do one thing in life, to give her brother the best life she can give him. But just when she thinks she can't get any lower, fate has her meet Barney Westchester. Barn gives her a chance to pay off the bills without taking having to take her clothes off, and she owes him everything for that. But when her feelings toward him veer inappropriate for her sexy boss, she thinks she needs to bury them to keep their working friendship intact. Too bad Barney has no intention of letting that happen... Copy rights and credit to NicoleKristy

TW: SELF-HARM This is a BXBXBXB story. Don't like, don't read. "Be careful, Fayez, not to touch anything or anyone. Keep your gloves on at all times, my sweet prince, or who knows what might happen". Fayez is the last-born child of one of the strongest family of vampires that ever existed. According to most, he should have led an easy life, for money was never a problem and he had many servants more than willing to fulfill his wishes. Fayez had everything to be happy, except for the fact that he was a burden to his own parents. See, there was something terribly wrong with his hands: everything he touched became rotten, so he had to keep his gloves on at all times. He was a leathal weapon, one that had to be kept a secret, so that other people wouldn't try to use his curse for their own benefit. When Fayez turned 21, his parents decided that their son could not be kept secluded in their castle any longer, and that it was more than time for him to face the outside world. They sent him to the prestigious ISB - Institute for Supernatural Beings, where every supernatural creature from age 20 to age 30 is given a special training to enhance his natural capabilities. How will the priviledged Fayez, who only ever knew the faces of his family and servants, survive in a place where most of the residents have experienced violence and cruelty from a very young age, and are street smart? More importantly, can this haughty, strong yet inexperienced, touch-depraved young man learn how to love and be loved in return, or is he far too gone already?

Dahlia Wellburg hates her misery as much as she loves it. She sees herself as a stone: ordinary and unwanted. Yet, they know her to be a rose: soft, but with thorns. . . . Mature Content. Check the tags.

"You trust me?" he asked, eyes turning soft once they made contact. "Maj, I-I-" "I said do you trust me, Lucky?" he repeated, voice hard. "...yes," she breathed out, and his next words came without hesitation, sending a chill down her spine. "Then shoot."

"You could tell me you love me a million times over, but them words don't hold no weight in my heart till you show me. Show me you love me, and you can have all of me." cover by: @britxcvi

Previous title: The Fighter When Hawk and Hazel meet on a plane, they made a deal. Tell all, no judging, make out afterwards, and they will never see each other again. But when they are thrown together after the flight and learn that they live not two hours away from each other, the deal changes. "So, here's the thing," he started in a rough voice. She swallowed and now it was her turn to inspect his lips. "You think I'm hot. I think you're smoking hot. Why be bored when we both know that we could spend the next four hours releasing this crazy sexual tension that'll only build." Copy rights and credit to NicoleKristy

After being lied to constantly, hurt repeatedly, and cheated on more times than she can count, Kamille Riley Paige just wants to be loved and appreciated for being the good woman that she is. Being in an on and off six year relationship with her child's father, Raemond Woods, has taken a complete tole on her at only twenty four years old. He was the man that she loved so much, but treated her so badly in return. Kamille was the perfect woman for any man, a blessing in a form of a slim-thick figured, browned skin woman with a sassy mouth. She was beautiful, hard-working, independent, and she was loyal, but he just didn't notice it until she was both feet out of the door. All Kamille wanted was to love and be loved, to commit and be committed to, to cherish and be cherished. She just wanted a man that could provide her wants and needs, as well as accept her daughter Raegan with open arms, in exchange for her. Will Raemond step up and be the man and father that she wants and needs him to be, or will she stray elsewhere in search of someone who was willing to meet her half way with an even exchange? VANESSA WRIGHT © COPYRIGHTED 2016. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.