BOOKS UNDER RE-BRANDING! (The stories and characters are still the same, just company change) Dear reader, My name is Hara Yokauchi Hiro, Sorry, this is crazy. I just talk into the camera? Okay. I, uh, live in Tokyo, and I'm an anime artist, an intern at Takeshi productions. I grew up Shenzhen, China, then moved to Hong Kong to explore and expand my artistic skills. I didn't move to Japan until I landed my dream job, as I mentioned earlier. I love to create. Anime brings life to my soul, loving every aspect of its culture and traditions. I have always been a dreamer, having this insane desire to lose myself in the magical worlds I create. One day I'd love to produce my very own featured film, hiring the best Asian actors, showcasing masterful martial arts, wowing the audience with my imagination. Oh yeah, I love Martial Arts, having practiced it for half my life. I have studied them all to precision, and it's a must when illustrating fight scenes through my art. I had to understand and know Aikido, Iaido, Judo, and the well-known Karate! (My hands are up in fighting position) I believe every creative person has a sense of sadness in them. I mean, when I manifest such imaginative things and epic scenarios, only to wake up in my small apartment to sounds of people yelling, cars honking, and banging on the walls, it's depressing. Then, I received a letter that seemed stranger than anything I could come up with. And, this man named Pierce asked me if I wanted to star in my own movie, only that this time there are no cameras. There will be no waking up to honking cars and my neighbors dumping rotten fish out her window. I said, where do I sign. -Hara Hiro.

BOOKS UNDER RE-BRANDING! (The stories and characters are still the same, just company change) Dear Reader? ...nope. I'm not introducing myself. Ridiculous. This is an absolute mistake, and something I will take up with Pierce, and if I have to file a complaint with HR, I will. I have too much to deal with than this prank that was likely set up by the accounting department. Picture a bunch of nerds getting off by doing things that only geeks do, like forge fake FGI letters and deliver them to the staff, barely able to hold in their childish merit. I'm confused about why they're not letting me leave this confessional. So, I'm just going to sit here. I mean, it's not like I'm needed every waking second! When I find out who locked me in here, there will be hell to pay. I will unleash an unholy amount of pain and suffering upon the dork that thought this was funny. I'm not above grabbing one of them by the throat and shoving their head into a toilet. It's not enough that I get my underwear stolen daily?! I don't think anyone paid attention to the sexual harassment conference we all had to attend for a damn week. Another thing, everyone knows I have severe anger issues, and I don't see why it's funny always to antagonize me like this! The door is still locked? Someone's coming. Okay, this is hilarious. Now they are telling me that Pierce will be coming for my briefing? That's my job, I set up the presentations and make sure FGI shapeshifter-agents are certified and ready to go into the field. I have a screening I have to be at! The next mission is happening, I can't be in here, I'm needed. Someone is getting fired, and it's not me. Apparently, they won't let me out until I say my name to the camera. I will say my name, but that does not mean Nerdville on the 5th floor won't go up in flames. Hi, my name is Zoya Romanovna and I'm pissed. Now, get me the hell out of here.

BOOKS UNDER RE-BRANDING! (The stories and characters are still the same, just company change) I'm supposed to introduce myself, I guess. My name is Camila Mastos De Cruz, I rarely give out my real name, so this is a first. I have been experiencing a lot of firsts. Where should I begin? I live a life on the run, never in one spot for too long. It's too risky in my line of work; one mistake could mean a life behind bars. Or, worse, a bullet to the head. I grew up in a life of extreme luxury, my father owning almost everyone in Brazil. Carlos Monteiro Cruz ran the biggest underground drug operation in four decades, feared by many. That was my dad, the one I looked up too. I know now why he taught me everything he knew on about how to stay alive - training me since I could remember. My father was murdered when I was sixteen leaving me abandoned. But, I know what you're thinking, such a tragic story. But at that point, I was already numb and ready to live my life how I wanted, on my terms. I could do this better than my father did. I would never make the same silly mistakes. My father's first mistake was me. It made him vulnerable. I will never be vulnerable. Or, that was the plan until I fell in love with Lucas Fontes. We were partners with like minds, and a hunger for passion-passion for adventure, passion for stealing costly things from wealthy people in high places. But he betrayed me. I am after all, my father's daughter. And now I sit in a pool of my blood, a knife sticking out of my stomach. But It does not end here for me as I thought. Something happens, an extraordinary and charming man comes out of the shadows to kneel before me with an offer of a lifetime. As I bleed to death. Whatever he is offering I have no choice but to agree, because I am dying. Beggars can't be choosers. Camila

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction and #5 in Romance || Melody Carson has been in the same class as Tyson McCannon since primary school. She's watched him play with girls, set the school on fire, skip classes, prank teachers, smoke behind the school, break the law, get into fights with other guys for fun and even watched him get suspended for three weeks. He always ruins everything and never does what he is told. Melody has hated him since the day he set foot in her school and luckily he has never noticed her. That is, until now. Tyson has set his eyes on Melody and won't stop until he gets what he wants. And he wants her. *-*-* Note: It is cliché at first but it gets better. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

[#1 in wearwolf 6/8/17] "Come on Jenna. Just one word." He taunt. He gripped my wrist in one hand and trailed his hand down my side to my hips. His hand went under my shirt and rested on my skin that sent sparks through my body. His finger did designs over my skin while he continue to nibble on the spot of my neck. "St-" His mouth come off my skin and I felt his glaze on my face. I open my eyes and barely see any hazel in his eyes. His eyes are fighting to get back to his regular eye color but the desire from him is fighting over his body. His lips are plump and my neck burns from the air hitting my raw neck. I don't know how he manage to bite my skin from the scabs from trying to heal my wounds but he manage to do so. "Say it." His voice is deep and husky. That it sent shivers through my spin, making me close my legs tight. He breathe in and his eyes went complete black. "Say it Jenna or I won't stop what's going to happen next." His voice is so deep that I didn't think it was Alcander. I looked straight in those deep coal eyes and said, "I Jenna Knox reject Alpha Alcander as my mate." ***** Jenna Knox. She always believed her mate would be some guy in some shining armor and would take her far away from her pack and raise a perfect family. But what she didn't know was that her mate was going be some one who kills for fun. Kills other packs,And laughs at their alpha who's on the ground begging for mercy. Let's just she how she handles Alpha Alcander. [COMPLETE] [FIRST BOOK, SECOND ALPHA VALDUS] * cover by @motelflowers* *READ AT YOUR OWN RISK* *NOT EDITED!* *Mature content* *A lot of cursing* *Highest rank so far; #1*

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

BOOKS UNDER RE-BRANDING! (The stories and characters are still the same, just company change) Dear Reader, My name is Charlie Wilford. This is not an alcohol anonymous class. This is my disaster of a life. Let me start by saying that up until this point, in my twenty-five years of existence, that I had everything a Southern Bell could wish for. I had it all. I met the love of my life, the famous dance instructor Tanner Frasier. The good girl meets the bad boy in a storybook, whirlwind romance. I packed up and moved to New York City to dance on the Broadway stage as their new shining star. Charlie Wilford, the dazzling dancer from the sweet home of Alabama. Now cue the record to stop. Everything came crashing down when I walked in on my love sleeping with my back-up dancers-plural. Due to the protection order against me, I can no longer be around Tanner. I am broke and without a job. Well, until I received an acting/reality T.V gig in the mail. Fairy Godmother Inc., I think it was. The silver lining here is that I will never date another bad boy again. I don't care how hot, or suave he seems, the answer is NO. Good girls don't mesh with bad boys, it just ends in restraining orders. Charlie Wilford, Charlie Wilford Actor/Singer/Dancer

BOOKS UNDER RE-BRANDING! (The stories and characters are still the same, just company change) Dear Reader, Let me introduce myself. My name is Crystal, but most know me as "Big Red." I am a walking legend of Wall Street. I am the CEO of Red Tail Investments for Women. I stand for women's investment rights in a world dominated by men. In my Gucci power suit, I've graced the cover of Time Magazine three times and starred in my own reality T.V show. I trade Stocks and Options for a living, becoming a self-made millionaire by the time I reached twenty. I am a damn sexy, smart, powerful, self-made bitch that does not take shit from anyone. Just ask my ten administrative assistants. But something went very wrong. On my large birthday bash, a very charming man convinced me to sign the Fairy Godmother Inc. contract. In my drunken, Skinny-Girl-Cosmo haze, I thought this was a brilliant birthday surprise. I was mistaken, and I never make mistakes. Now, I am thrust into a futuristic world where I am a low-class citizen. Even more appalling, we are all competing in a cut-throat, Hunger-Games style competition. Oh yeah and one more thing. My God-like trainer is Legolas times twenty. I know what you're thinking, and yes, I've seen him without a shirt on, and ladies, it's a game-changer. Big Red never loses at anything; a happily-ever-after will be mine to win. Or ill cut his you-know-what off. Big Red. reviews "F*ck I have no words your stories are so amazing it renders me speachless you r so fucking talented its unreal seriously your stories brings out emotions in Me I didn't know i had you r awesome never stop writing it would be a great loss to readers like me thank you" -PerrieClue "I think this may even be better than the first 😧 If that's even possible!! On to the third!!!" -spikeaddicted LOVE THIS BOOK, OFF TO THE 3RD! I HOPE YOU NEVER STOP MAKING THSES BOOKS, THEY ARE AMAZING!" -LoveYouToo200624

BOOKS UNDER RE-BRANDING! (The stories and characters are still the same, just company change) "All you must do is sign on the dotted line and all your romantic dreams will come true," the Fairy Godmother says with a twinkle in her eye. This is what happens when you do not read the fine print in a very detailed contract, you miss all the things that are immediate deal breakers. Viola Vonsula, a proud resident of New Orleans, lives on the top floor of an old Victorian mansion on a very normal street. But normal is no longer a word she can use to describe her life since signing the official contract of Fairy Godmother Inc. They forgot to tell her that she would be competing against other women in a very dangerous game. A game where she would be thrust into an alien world for the mere hope of catching the dashing Prince's heart. And let me say this, this prince is one hot alpha-male that has a serious attitude problem. We do not get along save for the fact that he can turn my insides to mush with one look. But the silver lining here is that you can have a happily-ever-after if you survive. You can't fall in love if you're dead. It tends to spoil the romance. Just a couple reviews <3 "I just finished reading the book and I'm telling you YOU WILL NOT REGRET READING IT! ITS ONE OF THE BEST BOOKS IVE EVERR READ AND THAT IS SAYING A LOT!" -LoveYouToo200624 "I love you so much much for creating such a masterpiece. It's absolutely awesome. It deserves to be published. Can I advertise it on my board?💞💞💞💕🔥💕💜💙💛🧡💝💝♥️💖❣️❣️" -Bop-Jae "OMGGGGG IM CRYING THIS BOOK IS ONE OF MY FAVORITES" -thisbitchisahoe "Okay so this is my 3 favorite book of all time in my whole short time of existence" -EscurasRain "I loved this story. I cannot wait until the next story gets posted ❤️❤️❤️" -whatsmyusername17

Bree Portman has a rather unusual job. She is paid to kill people, and her next target is the one and only Elijah Lancaster - her ex-best friend. He is known to be a man whore, and it seems that he 'accidentally' slept with a married woman. Now, someone wants him dead, and she has to get rid of him. Elijah is always surrounded by people, particularly of the female gender, and Bree figures that the best way to kill him without causing a scene, is by getting close to him again. Maybe that wasn't her best decision...