"You're our mate." I glance between my two students, seeing that they both were talking to me, and they were both twins. "...What?" I hear myself say, as I start walking around my desk. So that there was some safe distance between the three of us. "You're our mate. I think we were clear enough. Right?" One of the twins glanced towards the other, and he nodded. "Right." He agreed, making me squirm from their stares. I come to a new school to teach students about history, and I barely know the names of all my students. So when I have a pair of twins come and tell me that I am their mate...how am I supposed to react to that? All I can say is... "...What...?" HIGHEST RANK: #1 in #mxfxm; I lost track...but there are more #1's than you would think (lol)

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

[The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] James Dean has it made. He's the quintessential player who thinks the world exists just for his pleasure. He's in for a rude awakening.....

Book #1 in the Forgotten Secret Series As a female wolf, you crave the touch of your male. It sends a type of pleasure, unlike anything you've ever felt before. No one's touch will ever match it. Lexi knew that exotic experience once. Her only regrets in life is the outcome from that single touch. She didn't get her happily ever after. Instead, it destroyed her. With her life on the mends new people bury themselves in her life; one which shocks her to her very core. A sensation she thought was lost to her for good, brings forth a sense of hope and longing. Of course, there might be a little sexual tension building up in the background. Now it's her decision to trust these feelings or hide away from the future because of her past, which might not be in the past as she believed it to be. This is a sample. The full version is on my patreon account with all my other books. I hope you enjoy and continue to follow me. For my other account it's @TeamJeriassa where I'm teaming up with 2 other writers. The whole book will be posted there.

(Complete) Eric's lips brush mine, a slow, light action that already has me hooked. A comforting warmth engulfs my body, spreading from limb to limb like wildfire. His sweet lips move delicately with my own, the caress of his lips softer than I could have imagined. It is over too soon as he drifts away. "Now was that so difficult?" Eric murmurs as I try to register what just happened. <> <> <> While trying to see the best in everyone, Isabella finds herself battling against her own mind. After an attack on her pack, she has to choose between her newly discovered Alpha mate and her beloved, younger sister. Her heart is in the palm of his hand--though she struggles to admit it--but that doesn't mean he won't crush it. It is a game of trust, and she cannot afford to lose. WARNING: An older story of mine. You may run into many technical errors, plot holes, or cringe. You have been warned! All rights reserved Copyright © 2017 Enjoy!

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

The wolves were never the most frightening thing in Margo's world. No, the most frightening thing had to be the people under the wolves' fur. Because it wasn't wild wolves who killed her parents, it was the wolf shifters who decided to turn her entire life upside down. And it wasn't wolves that declared war against her and her newly found mate, it was the monsters beneath. It was the wolf shifters who made her fear the mark, the bite, the shift, and the mate that accompanied life in the werewolf world. Will it be a shifter that shows her just how sinfully delightful being the Enforcer's mate can be? Follow Theo and Margo as they navigate their new relationship, angry Alpha wolves, and one secret that could ruin them all. Book 1 in the Boundaries Series. *Complete*

It started on Wattpad but now is EVERYWHERE with an upcoming film adaptation by Wattpad WEBTOON studios coming to Tubi. Stay tuned for film release updates! In the meantime, read the original story that inspired the film. KISSING IS THE EASY PART is being published and will be out on November 18, 2025 Please pre-order from the link in my profile. *** Being beautiful might as well be Flora Morgan's only talent. Some of the words she hates include economy class, second-hand clothes, and budget. She likes fashion, dating, not being on time and getting what she wants - until she meets Sean, who is like the clock striking midnight; he erases all her magic power. He is as mature and sophisticated as the dark roasted coffee he drinks, while she is like a lollipop: colorful, dazzling on the outside but empty calories and artificial sweeteners on the inside. The attraction is instant, but getting a kiss is only the first step. To keep their fire burning, they must accept each other's differences and decide if what they're building is strong enough to survive trials, jealousy, expectations, and the fear of becoming someone they no longer recognize.

Who knew that there was a guy that liked to work out at midnight? A hot guy. A hot, naked guy. But above all else, who knew that Gwendolyn Wilmington of all people would be the person to see him first... and not call him out on it? After coming home from a night of partying in the middle of the night, Gwen happens to pass by the exercise room on her way up to her apartment, spotting the previously mentioned guy. But, as she goes to bed that night, she tries to erase him from her mind. She tries to forget she ever saw him in all his glory, but it is to no avail, and she can't get him out of her head! So what does she do? She goes back to take another look. *Mature content* Read only if you can handle it, plox. I don't want to be the reasoning of corrupted innocent minds.