"What do you want?!" Laura shouts, almost in pain. "You" it whispers and vanishes before Laura could process what it meant. (-h.c x)

"Come." he murmurs as he makes his way over to me. He wraps his arms around my waist and picks me up while walking to the nearest janitors closet, "Mufasa. Let. Me. Go." "Mine." he whispers again pulling me down with him to the floor. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Amanda's been hurt before, worst part is that she was hurt by the person she most trusted, the person she.... loved. So she moves away. Away from the people who hurt her and she starts over at a new school. When she meets the 'Bad boy' of the school and she starts growing feeling for him she starts pushing him away, scared for getting hurt again. Mufasa's arrogant, possessive, and he's also the bad boy of the school. When he spots the new girl, Amanda, he instantly wants her. When he starts talking to her he realizes that her past has hurt her and he's determined to protect her. Protect her from anything and anyone. Im not really good with description's but read the story you'll like it;)

101 Open Letters to my baby. Distance is just a number for two hearts who love each other ♥

"You're an asshole," I blurted. "You're such an asshole that your actual asshole is jealous." Silence. What the hell did I just say? Out of all the insults, I choose one that makes the least sense? Damn it, why couldn't I just have been born normal... Wait, never mind. Psh, screw sanity. "Can we keep her?" Tyler suddenly says, bouncing on his tippy toes. "Please, Keith? Can we keep her? Huh, huh, huh?" What am I, a pet? "Keith" whipped his head towards Tyler so fast I could've sworn I heard a crack. "Keep her?" he echoed. "No, Tyler, we can not keep her." Thank you. "She's utterly useless to us, and you want to keep her?" I gasped, placing a hand over my chest. Useless? Damn, these people are rude as hell. "But," Tyler whined, walking over to me. I tensed all over when he squished my cheeks together. "Look at how adorable she is. She's just so innocent... you'd never suspect anything bad from her." Keith expression changed, to one I knew very well from my experiences with Val. Lightbulb. "Tyler, you are a genius," Keith says. Tyler's hands stop squishing my cheeks. "I am?" "He is?!" everyone else says. Keith doesn't reply, just keeps on grinning wickedly. And suddenly I have a feeling that I am not gonna make it out of here alive. - WARNING: VERY CRINGE WORTHY MATERIAL NOW AVAILABLE TO PURCHASE http://www.lulu.com/shop/angel-zenith/the-gangleader-kidnapped-me/paperback/product-23087208.html Highest Rank: #1 in Humor April 19, 2015 CoAuthor: DreamCreature

Secrets and lies were never a part of my life. Until, that is, I met him. Then, everything changed. Or, maybe things were always messed up, and meeting him just brought clarity to the obvious. He says we're meant to be together, but I don't even know who I am anymore. He says he will always protect me, but he doesn't understand the pain that I've faced in my life. Werewolves used to be the villains in fantasy that I read growing up. The wolf who chased after Red. The wolf who blew down the little pigs' houses. Now, I'm told that they're real, and I am meant to spend the rest of my life with one.

"Sorry to break it to you, babe," he started as he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, placing his lips by my ear, "But you were mine from the moment you said 'I do.'" You see, my life was perfectly normal...at some point: college, work, friends, living off of Ramen and Easy-Mac. It was the typical college life that I'm sure many people have lived. But there's one part of my life that only one in a million people have even imagined. When my pretty-much-forgotten father steps back into the picture, that was when my life took a nose dive to the seventh layer of my very own personal hell. This is the part of the story where I meet some people, old and new, get thrown into a twister of unsettling events, and end up locking lips with a guy that is severely hated from my side of the road. S'not that bad, right? Nope.

Many people say not to enter the north part of town; they say the devil lives there. Ashton Grey is known for his cold and emotionless exterior. Rumours state he is selfish, callous, and sinister. Other gangs or mafia groups do not dare challenge the man known as the devil, knowing there is a possibility of their death lingering in the air if they do so. Kimberly Dylan draws the short end of the stick when she bumps into this beast of a man. She is a young woman with a haunted past that seems to follow her around like her own shadow. Chaos erupts as their destiny's become one. "Hell is empty and all the devils are here" - William Shakespeare

Highest Rank: #1 in Romance, #1 - painting, #1 - heartbreaker, #1 - one-sidedlove, #1 - unrequitedlove, #1 - engagement *********************** Still not satisfied with our physical contact, he leaned his face down to meet mine as his fingers gripped my chin. "Fiancée?" he asked, whispering the word. I nodded as the tension I felt from our body contact got even more intense. I stared at his handsome face. "You claim yourself my fiancée?" I nodded again. Of course, I was his fiancée and I'd claim that title no matter what. "Let's see if you really are," he whispered slowly in between his breathing. His tone broadcasted danger and it made me shudder. "A fiancée can kiss her man. Now, let's see if you can---" And with that, in just a heartbeat, he pressed his lips against mine. *********************** He is my one great love. I've loved and adored him since I laid my eyes on him and to be his wife is my life's absolute dream. But he hates me. He has hated me since the day he first saw me and he makes it sure that breaking my heart and pushing me away will be his greatest achievement. In spite of all the drama, the pain and the heartbreak he caused me, I still insist to be engaged to him --- this cold, aloof, and heartless man. Yes, he is my one great love. But he is my one great challenge as well. Will I be able to create a heart in my heartless heartbreaker? (Cover made by @itsmyaah) Copyright © HervinaMollejon™ 2015-2016 All rights reserved.

Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

Disclaimer: A very non-classy humor infused werewolf story. No seriously, the only reason its up and running is for sh!ts and giggles. If you want something slightly more sophisticated, feel welcomed to read my other books. ❇ Imagine this. You are at school everything is peachy fine. You are minding your own business when BOOM a muscular 'wall' crashes into you. What do you do? You freaking insult them until you make them angry as those cartoon figures in the tv where they are beet red and steam pours from there ears! Why, because to you it's the most rational reaction. But what happens if that isn't what they do? You do bump into the wall you do insult them but they look off? Happy? Almost bursting with joy? Then I believe he is a werewolf and your his mate. I mean I didn't do anything wrong! I swear on my best friends! Ok there was that one time! And that other time... Okay! I get it karma is a b*cth. Gah I should of thought about going ape sh*t on the sketchy granny last week... Oh well. °completed° #947 in Werewolf Oct. 19 #674 in Werewolf Oct 21 #532 in Werewolf 1.17.19 #1 in Comedy