"Guns and sex... that's what you are." • • • Rya Wilkins is a top trained agent, working under the orders of the president of USA. Her job involves brutal interrogations, dangerous undercover CIA work, and killing people who pose a threat to their nation. - And a threat like that just so happens to come in the form of a lethal and dangerously handsome Italian agent, who managed to break into the CIA and steal confidential information. It is now Rya's job to retrieve that information and stop the goddamn mischievous, sexy, son of a-I'm-going-to-make-your-body-explode-in-more-ways-than-one agent and bring him into custody. But there's a thin line between hatred and love - and that line turns out to be Rya's thong.

~ COMPLETE AND NOW AVAILABLE ON AMAZON ~ In the Five Kingdoms of Saol Eile, magic is the only currency and those who have the most cast long shadows across the land. Amidst lavish parties, sumptuous banquets, and sprawling castles, despicable tyrants have risen, calling themselves kings by right; emperors, by the laws of old magic, and monarchs, by the wealth they've procured. When it's rumored that an army of flesh-eating monsters has risen from the shadows, tyrant-kings are forced to submit to a far more dangerous power - the sorcerer standing at the head of it all: The Cursed One. Orphaned and penniless, eighteen-year-old Cecily Trask's magic has always been reluctant to emerge. But with the kingdoms at the brink of war, she vows to do whatever it takes to keep her people safe-even if it means breaking all the rules, reaching into the depths of her soul to unravel the bindings around her true power, and allying with the potentially dangerous prince, Daire Niadh, to do it. In a landscape thick with mistrust, desire, and incipient hope, Cecily and Daire cross paths in an unfamiliar world forever changed by violent forces neither of them understand. They should hate each other. They should want each other dead. But their grief both draws them together and breaks them down, until all they have left is their shared goal - to defeat The Cursed One, even though for Cecily, the journey means almost certain death. ❧ Copyright © Marcella Colavecchio, 2014 - 2020.

Charlie's life has been dictated by football for as long as she can remember. Moving to Texas so her Dad could coach a better team shouldn't come as a surprise, but what happens when she gets there most certainly does... She misses her life back in New York, but she's quickly overwhelmed by the Texas heat, in more ways than one. But for better or for worse, she isn't sure quite yet. *** I know, I know! I'm terrible at descriptions, but I swear, my actual writing is better! So, I started writing this story after watching all five seasons of Friday Night Lights and I was on a huge football, drama, hot guy infused high. So this story is what you get! Enjoy;)

19 year old Cat-shifter, Lorraine, loses her mom to a were-wolf pack and gets kidnapped by a hot wolf named Blake. Blake finds one of the last cat shifters by herself in the woods and decides to bring her to his alpha for questioning. They annoy the heck out of each other but can't hide their longing and desires. Blake would do anything to protect Lorraine. Lorraine would do anything to make the playbboy Blake, realize that she is the one for him. Join them on their journey of un-expected love, danger, and adventure.

An alpha male, and a girl with unstable paranormal abilities, a witch searching for answers, and a ghost girl with an existential crisis. Absolutely nothing could go wrong. Avery struggled to control her supernatural abilities and had been tasked to help souls pass on to the next life. As a foster kid who lived in a toxic home, Avery found it easier to be alone. With only a ghost girl by her side, she moved through life seemingly invisible. Yet, after one accidental touch, with a boy named Jericho, her already difficult life becomes even more complex. When their worlds collide, they find that learning to rely on one another was proving to be difficult. However, they played a crucial role, in something that was much bigger than themselves; and they needed to do exactly that to end a malignant force. [WARNING: this book is currently being heavily edited. Chapters are constantly being changed. However, to avoid confusion, I will always announce notable changes and updates on my profile. As well as updates about the progress of the book.]

ONLY 3 CHAPTERS WILL BE AVAILABLE AFTER December 21st, 2021 WARNING: CLICHES AHEAD. LOTS. OF. THEM I cocked my head to the side and glared at him. "And if I don't want to go?" I asked him in a challenging voice, raising an eyebrow. He shrugged. "Doesn't matter. You're coming with me- even if I have to drag your butt out of bed in your pajamas," he said casually, sending a punch to the bag. I glared at him and crossed my arms. "You're lucky I like you," I grumbled, and his cocky smirk didn't go unnoticed by me, at all. "Keep on smirking, bud. I'll have your butt on the ground in seconds." I glared at his back. * * * She's an undefeated street fighter He's a curious stereotyped 'bad boy'. She's ruthless. He's nosy. She's cold. He's too cocky for his own good. She's the school's reserved straight-A student. He's the school's labeled 'bad boy' who has a secret brain. She fights to let it all out. He watches her to figure her out. Claire Walker is her name. Blake Johnson is his. There's no way love can find these two with her past beginning to catch up with her and his life beginning to pressure down on him. To know her reason for fighting, you'll have to strike your focus into her past. To understand any of him, you'll have to duck beneath his surface and find out. So there's just one question left: Are these two really prepared for the fight of their life? Cover made by beezgobuzz Highest Ranking: #37 in Romance #45 in Teen Fiction

Juliette is a human. Your typical quiet girl, the one who's always listening to music and blocking herself out of the world. Romeo is a werewolf. He's your typical popular playboy, the one who's always throwing crazy parties and dating his 'mate' Kassidy. Romeo thinks he's already found his mate, but boy is he wrong. SO wrong. TERRIBLY wrong. Plus, he's got the werewolf police up his ass, trying to hunt him down for God knows what. " Let's put it this way: Werewolves are friendly. If you pull their tall though, they're going to go all ape shit on your ass." -Romeo Ross

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Meg was the bad girl. Everyone was afraid of her, not daring to talk to her or even look her way. Her dark past made her who she is today. But what if someone comes to break all the walls that she has built for herself. Change her bad ways into good. Will she except the fact that she is falling in love. Or with she push him away like all the dark memories she has from her past. Oh, did I mention she's a witch?

"The girl is mine" he all but growled, motioning with a tilt of his head towards me. In that moment I knew exactly who he was and what he was talking about. I paled at the realization as my throat went dry and my heart slammed against my chest repeatedly. "Oh my god" I whispered, covering my mouth as I backed away from the two guys in front of me. I was his tether. "The hell she is" Fevah fired back, still not getting it. He was ignored by the stranger as I seemed to have claimed his full attention. He smiled sweetly at me, taking small steps towards me, trying not to frighten me. "It's alright sweetheart, I could never hurt you" he called, his voice soft and melodious. I froze, fear freezing me in my spot as the wind seemed to suddenly pick up and toss my light brown hair in my face. Tears sprang up to my eyes. I didn't want this. I didn't want him. This was the one thing I would never want. My parents would disown me if they found out. I would get kicked out and be left for dead. I can't let them find out; I'll just have to find a way to get rid of him. I knew that wasn't going to be easy. "You've got to be shitting me" Fevah suddenly said, his eyes going from the stranger then back to me. Realization had finally hit him. I was a freaking monsters...or what ever he was, tether. He swallowed loudly before scratching the back of his neck uncomfortably. "She's my tether" the stranger said offhandedly, his voice soft as he eyed me approvingly.