Faith Mitchell was never confident. She was happy to blend into the background, much to the protest of her friends. At 16, her life was a normal teenage cliche. She was in love with Jace, the obnoxious player who she couldn't have, and her biggest worry was whether or not he would finally come to his senses and see that she really was the one for him. That is until she is kidnapped and recruited by a secret agency of assassins. She is torn away from her normal teenage life and thrown into a world of guns, knifes and criminals. The agency mold her into the perfect killing machine, and at 19 she is no longer the shy girl that was snatched away from her uncomplicated life, but a ruthless killer who will stop at nothing to complete whatever mission she is on. Then, the agency has a new mission which involves Faith returning to her hometown, and facing her friends, family and the very boy who broke her heart just before it turned into stone. What will happen once Faith comes face to face with Jace? Will the obnoxious player be able to reach out and get the old Faith back without pressing any of her wrong buttons, considering that the shy girl he once knew now has a gun. (WATTY AWARDS 2011) (THE FICTION AWARDS 2017) ©makeandoffer

Holly didn't like superstar Sebastian Jennings, and she had always been vocal about that. So what happens when her best friend drags her to his concert? Little did she know her life would change the moment her eyes connected with worldwide superstar Sebastian Jennings-singer, actor and international heartthrob. Did Holly have what it took to make sure that Sebastian didn't rewrite the tune of her life to the beat of his heart? *** We stared back at each other in a heat filled moment, and as I looked into his piercing green eyes I felt myself being lost in his stare. He licked his lips and leaned down towards my face, and I felt his breath fan across my cheeks as I saw him close his eyes, lips desperately close to my own. I was about to lean in and close my eyes as well until I heard a piercing scream run through the hallways. "SEBASTIAN JENNINGS!" ***SATIRE! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK***

(Cover by: @mayamarip0sa- thank you!) TO REWRITTEN! Mia Feather couldn't help but fall in love with one of the most biggest Mafia leaders, Vincenzo Rossi. She was kind, sweet and innocent. Too good for someone as bad as him. Vincenzo Rossi was powerful, rich and Italian. Not to mention handsome. He could twist anyone around his finger including Mia. They were both young, madly in love and soon to be married, however one day she is left broken and cheated on by him. Years later they meet again. Will Mia forgive her cold-hearted lover? Or will she leave her ex fiancé again to move on? SEQUEL: Cristiano's Craving. BETTER STORY: NEPENTHE. Unedited. First Written: March 2018

I've been on the run for three years. I'm not the first, but I certainly won't be the last. For as long as I can remember, I had been experimented on, drugged to the brink of insanity, and tortured by someone I thought was my family. Boy, was I wrong. This isn't one of those stories where I suddenly get a huge boost of courage and defeat the bad guys then live happily ever after. I don't believe in that stuff anymore. Instead, I was a coward, and ran for my life, for my freedom, because I was too afraid to stand and fight and risk losing control like the monster they had created me to be. I've been too many people, have moved too many times. Now, I wonder if I will finally be able to find a place to call home... I won't allow myself to be captured before I even have a chance at that. Because if do, I'm as good as dead. © Sweetslover8 ~August 26th, 2013 ***Please note that the following is a work of fiction. Any names, events or occurrences of any kind coinciding with real life are purely coincidental.***

08 in Short story [11-11-16] After accidentally shaving her little sister's eyebrows, Abilene Snow hides in her new, antique closet. Little did she know that it was no ordinary closet. It led her directly to Norway - to Ted Cullen. Story based on the concept of Narnia, but an entirely different plot and purely romance.

Rogue winters a beautiful 17 year old And Ivan Stone the greatest and most feared vampire to ever live What happens when their worlds collide Will his need for control and power be to much for rogue? "You can't hide , but you can run are you ready to play , the game has begun The monsters been waiting ,it's time for some fun , so Let's see how well this demon can hunt " Sequel- Sway 2 Cover made by @voguee_

https://www.instagram.com/kim_berly024?igsh=a3FzNnI5NDE1Zm4y "My silence is not weakness, but the beginning of my revenge." An omega, a slave, or just another pack member? Unfortunately for you, I'm Black Rose and this is karma. In a world where the moonlight casts both shadows and secrets, April Fields stands at the heart of a perilous destiny. The daughter of the Alpha, April's world shattered when she witnessed the brutal assassination of her parents, an atrocity that left no trace and a legacy of betrayal. Branded as the murderer by her own pack, April was cast into a life of cruelty and servitude. Yet, her spirit remained unbroken. Determined to unearth the truth and avenge her parents, April adopts the guise of Black Rose, a masked vigilante feared and whispered about in the darkest corners of the werewolf realm. With only a single, secret friend to aid her, she hones her skills in silence, tracking every clue with relentless precision. But her quest for vengeance unravels a conspiracy far more sinister than she ever imagined, pulling her into a labyrinth of hidden dangers and ancient feuds. Amidst the chaos, a mysterious figure emerges from the shadows-her mate. His identity shrouded, his intentions veiled, he pledges to stand by her side. Together, they must navigate the treacherous path of revenge, trust, and undeniable attraction. In a world where allies are enemies and love is a dangerous game, April must decide if she can open her heart to this enigmatic stranger who might be the key to her survival-or her undoing.

"Wait!" Arabelle sprinted up from the swing. "Declan!" He stopped and turned around to face her. "What were you about to say about Elijah?" Arabelle was burning with curiosity at who this person might be. His green eyes stared into her as a unknown emotion flickered with in them. Hurt? Disappointment? But it didn't matter. As quick as it came, the emotion had disappeared. Instead his eyes turned cold, unfamiliar. "Forget it, it's nothing." He turned around and began to walk again but Arabelle stopped him again, this time out of desperation. She had to know how he knew about Blake. "How did you know about Blake then? I never mentioned him," she questioned Declan as she looked intently at his face, to make sure that he was telling her the truth. "Noah mentioned how you kept mumbling his name under your breath during class. Something about how he reminded you of Blake." His face was blank. She knew there was more that he wasn't telling her. "Bu-" "Listen Elle I'm sorry, but it's late and I really have to go," he gave me a pained smile, "I'll see you tomorrow okay?" She watched Declan as he walked out of the park and until he disappeared out of her sight. Arabelle wasn't stupid. Okay, maybe sometimes she was, but she knew that he was lying and she was determined to find out the truth. Please give this story a chance and tell me what you think! Thanks!!! #174 in Teen Fiction on June 29, 2016!!!!! #110 in Teen Fiction on July 19, 2016!!!!!

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.