"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Ein Neustart für Mayla McClaire auf der UCLA, weit weg von all den schmerzhaften Erinnerungen verursacht durch ihre erste Liebe. Doch Mayla gerät in einen Raubüberfall, dem sie dank einer Liste, wo ihr Name draufsteht entkommen konnte. Aber was für eine Liste ist das, die ihr Leben bewahrt hat und wer hat sie darauf geschrieben? Ein unerwartetes Wiedersehen liefert die Antworten, doch manche Sachen sollten einfach verborgen bleiben. Denn wenn sich Wege wieder kreuzen treten Gefahren auf, die keiner vorhersagen konnte...

Sequel: It would be to your benefit to read the first book before this. "Ashton?" My whisper seemed to travel all the way to them because Ashton and Josh both turn to look my way. I hear him shout my name and a couple seconds later I'm being pulled into a chest. "Evie." Ashton says almost breathlessly, as if he's in shock from seeing me. "Let go of me." I spit out, trying to keep the anger in front of the hurt. "I can't." He whispers. "Well you need to. I thought I made it clear last time, we are done." I say heatedly, anger and hurt crashing through me. Ashton closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, "I'm sorry," he whispers, "but I have to." Panic flirts through me, "Have to what?" Ashton leans down and puts his lips against my neck and starts kissing softly. Heat floods through me and chases away any panic, anger or hurt. I feel my body lean into his embrace and can't help but feel like I should never move from his arms. "I'm sorry." Ashton whispers against my neck. Before I can say anything, I feel his teeth against my neck.

"I need to go," I mumbled. Before I could take another breath, he had me pinned against the wall. "You aren't going to move another inch," his voice grew husky, and I watched his crystal blue eyes begin to cloud. "Your majesty," I began. I felt the knots in my stomach tangle further at his close proximity. "Let me make one thing very clear, love, I am the king here, and I and I alone am in charge. You are going to be a queen, and a queen cannot rule without her king." ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Cyan grew up a human girl in a land now ruled by the were-people. She grew up safe, protected, but determined to stay far away from the people who kept her safe. But when the Royal Court holds a ball in honor of the new King's coronation, guess who got dragged along? Damien grew up a powerful man in an equally powerful world. As the newly crowned Alpha King, he made it his job to find his queen. The only thing stronger than fear is love, but fear is a captivating devil. __________________

Throw me to the wolves, and I return leading the pack. This is exactly what happened to 16 year old, Avery Parker. After being thrown out of her pack, the Crescent Moon Pack, she is left to fend for herself against rogues and possibly other packs. Avery is eventually taken in by the Werewolf Elders and she decided to make her own pack. These events happened 6 years ago. Now 22 years old, Avery is the Alpha of one of the strongest and largest pack. But, an unexpected turn of events happen. Rogues have been attacking nearby packs leaving Avery to help defend and train the other packs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ {Currently being rewritten and on hold}

She's the Omega; he's the Alpha's son. Her life's been full of pain; his has been full of parties, popularity, and potential. She's filled with shame; he's filled with pride. She's had to learn independence; he doesn't know the meaning of the word. No guy would want to be seen dead with her; he's got girls begging for his attention. She's accepted she's nothing; his ego is the size of the sun. She's the shadow; he's the light. They're from completely opposite ends of the spectrum. How can two people have both lived for the same amount of years but the outcomes be so different? And can you believe that they used to be best friends when they were younger? How will they react when they both find out that they're predestined mates? And what happens when they're forced to work together to help protect the Pack? Read 'OMEGA' to find out! This story is completed but soon to be under major construction so apologies for any plot holes/time gaps/confusion that may occur until it's finished!! The cover was made by 0LizzyBrown0 :)

Highest rank #3 in officeromance I sighed.... "Charlotte Thorne...." Even whispering her name at the dead of the night, all alone in my own bedroom, seemed to be forbidden. I whispered again, savouring the delicious taste of the forbidden fruit as those words rolled through my tongue again, "Charlotte Mia Thorne.... Mia.... You will be the death of me!" ~$$~$$~$$~$$~ Rickard Ellington Conway, the handsome billionaire with a personality that is colder than all the chill of the poles and Alaska-Alps-Himalaya combined - a true businessman with a heart of stone, calm attitude and calculative mind. But the appearance of his innocent, naive and sweet personal secretary Charlotte Thorne, the trouble magnet of the century, starts to change everything. With her sunshine smile, the heart of stone starts to melt. $$$$$$$$$$$$ ~~~Yeah guys! You guessed right! Our favourite couple from the series "Never Ever" and "After Never" (Charlotte's story) by the very talented 3cupcakes_123! Follow their journey in this fanfiction through the POV of none other than RickRick! Enjoy! **** Cover credit goes to the lovely BibiNoorree ****

⚠️ Cringe Alert ⚠️ (first story don't judge) edit: pleaseee judge!!! Arabella Knight. Your average shy 18 year old girl who is bored of her normal life. Arabella decides to move out to New York City where she starts a new life. But what happens when she finds out that her neighbour is part of the italian mafia and she sees something she wasn't supposed to see? What happens when she meets the ruthless and broken mafia boss, Alessandro Lazzaro? *** "Time to get out of here" I ran to the door and twisted the knob. Fuck. The door was locked. "Where do you think you're going, tesoro?" I heard a familiar voice saying. I turned around to find him inches apart from me. Fuck my life. "Home?" I said but it sounded more like a question. "But here's home, cara mia." He said pinning me to the closed door. What the fuck is wrong with him. First he kidnaps me, then sleeps next to me and now he's telling me that this is my home!! No, this guy is definitely crazy!!! *** .......................................................... Warning ⚠️ English is not my first language, so there could be many grammar mistakes etc. .......................................................... Please do not copy my work!

Wer Gefühle zeigt ist verloren. Ein simples, unausgesprochenes Gesetz in einer Welt voller skrupelloser Mafiosi, Drogenbossen und Auftragsmördern. In der Theorie einfach, in der Praxis die schwerste Sache überhaupt. || Fortsetzung von Rafael || || Kann auch ohne das vorherige Buch gelesen werden ||

Angel Gilbert is the opposite of her twin, Elena. With her blonde hair and deep brown eyes, she gives off the appearance of a saint. Cursed with being the sister of every doppelgänger, Angel has seen it all. After the tragic accident off Wickery Bridge, the Gilbert siblings chose different coping mechanisms. Jeremy turned to drugs, Elena turned to writing, and Angel turned to not caring. Truthfully, there was never much of a change in the blonde Gilbert. She always had unbreakable walls. Her dark eyes were always dull with indifference. She was forever calm and collected, never showing emotions. She was quite and observing, seemingly all-knowing. Unlike all of her doppelgänger siblings, who had the Petrova fire, Angel was made of it. What will happen when the Salvatore brothers and the Mikaelson boys meet the blonde-haired beauty again? "Every man chooses the doppelgänger, but in the end they all regret their decision." ~Klaus Mikaelson Note: Will not really follow along with the show and will contain drug/alcohol use, mentions of sex (NO Rated-R scenes), suicidal actions, and cursing. I am in no way encouraging any of the above topics. I do not own anything, except for Angel and her plot.