Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

THIS IS ONLY A SAMPLE. Full story has been published on Amazon Kindle. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09K53J4PQ/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=bitter+kisses+tavita+khan&qid=1634969132&s=digital-text&sr=1-1 --- Cadrian has faced rejection over and over again. Rejection from her mate, Xavier. Rejection from her sister, Holly. Rejection from her brother, Parker. And rejection from every single member of her pack. She has no parents, so love was rare to her. The only one who cared for her was her old Alpha, Xavier's father, but after he was gone, she was thrown out to face the world alone. Three years later, Cadrian is back. Not alone, no, she's back with her new family, one of the strongest packs in the world. She's no longer the girl who was too weak to take care of herself. Now she's a strong willed fighter with a stone heart, ready to take anyone and anything head-on. So what happens when she comes face to face with the people who had put her through the pain that has left her scarred forever?

Completed. ☼ " Her denial, that was like a dam holding back a flood of feeling, of sweet relief for desperate soil, holding back a flood it stood no chance against, as yet another crack formed with a strong wave that already knew it had won. On the other side Marley stood, watching her dam's inevitable, impending destruction - fearing, knowing, that quenching her aching thirst would be synonymous with drowning, would be synonymous with coming up for air, would be synonymous with surrendering to a force of nature that was beautiful in all its calm, but terrifying in all its chaos. He absentmindedly tucked a loose flyaway behind her ear. Right then. Another crack in her last line of defence. Another rolling back of a wave, gaining strength, beating against the tired concrete. Another overflow rolling above the wall, droplets racing to sink into her every vulnerable place. Another enigma - still being afraid, while watching the water, and feeling the ache " ☼ Praise for 'Camp Where The Hell Are We?' "the fact that this book isn't just a book. it's a life lesson it teaches us the importance of friendship on how to be grateful that most of us live comfortable lives this book is such a masterpiece and deserves to be more recognized" - @voidtonkin "No book has changed or influenced me as much as this. Marley has inspired me to be more kind, forgiving and mature. Aiden has taught me to look for all the small things. Gabby showed me that real friendship is standing up for the other no matter what. Every book I read is a part of who I am, and this is one of the biggest parts. Thank you." - @ah-sh-ih-k-ah "I could feel every emotion, like I was standing right there, just on the outside looking in. Couldn't sleep until I finished this." - @justwonderfulbaby "You have such a beautiful and unique way with your words, I love this story so much and it and you deserve so much recognition. It's beautiful." - @hayleysfault ☼ partiallyprecarious, 2018

"Everything I've ever let go of, has claw marks on it" Best ranking: #31 in fanfiction Chae Joo Eun discovers that the boy she had known for years, her best friend and partner in crime, is a wolf. She is indifferent to it until, he picks her as his mate...because, once a wolf imprints on someone, there is no undoing it. -Jeon Jungkook- -Wolf!AU-

*COMPLETED* *EDITING ON PROCESS* "can you not be so horny for godsakes! I'm your bestfriend... remember?" I said throwing a fit, obviously panicking "'bestfriends'?... seriously?" he chuckled casually My ears were burning and my cheeks were on fire. This isnt him... but, at the same time it is him. "YES! all those times when we were younger, we ate, slept and played together. You've just been my friend for all my li-" I tried to explain him that our relationships have boundaries but he cut me off in the middle "cant we do that now?" he said with his lips parted, breathing heavily "like you said.... eat, sleep.. and play?" he smirked at my face inching closer towards me. That was it and I couldnt move any more. -------------------- Azalea Stevens is a 17 year old girl who goes to Somerfield High. Her life practically revolved around 5 boys, who ended up becoming her best friends. Everything was going smoothly for her, but one day day, her bestfriend stumbles back into his worst nightmares. The unseen misfortune that waits in disguise, reveals a beyond-the-science discovery of a superior species. Little did she know that, this misfortune began with her very bestfriend, who's now deeply entangled in the claws of a monster. He, was her first bestfriend, her first mistake and her first regret. And He, broke her. Will she be able to find the truth? Will she be able to hide her thoughts? Will she be able to hide her soul from his enchanting eyes? -------------------- [UNEDITED: contains grammatical mistakes (foetus writing- first few chapters). EDITING ON GOING. DISCLAIMER: This content is purely based on my own imagination. Plagarisation is not allowed and will not be entertained. All the characters are purely based on fiction and any resemblance of any characters to real life or other stories is purely conincidental.