Laurel Graham isn't your average teenager, well at least not in her book. Her mom is dead and her dad's in jail so that leaves none other than her 5 older brothers as her legal guardians. With a troubled past, old friends, new boys, and being watched non-stop by five psycho's, can Laurel manage to make it through high school living a normal life? *I wrote this in middle school and its TRASh but I think there's some potential to the story sooooo I'm going to try and attempt to rewrite a lot of it and hopefully make it not soo cringe anymore :)*

"Go ahead," I said, backing up against the pink wall of the shop. "Do something other than glare at me." I waited. One, two, three seconds... and nothing. I raised my chin at him. "You're boring me, mute boy." He stepped closer. Leaned toward me as his gaze burned into mine. Then... ❀ ❀ ❀ After three months in juvenile detention, it's time for Romy Pereira to help out with her family's flower shop. And it's not all bad... until they hire Jack Michel to work beside her. He doesn't speak, communicating with glares and scowls instead of words, and seems to be more interested in literal rocks than other human beings. And with an ex-convict mother, her friends drifting away, and the flower shop falling apart, the last thing Romy wants to deal with is Jack's attitude. She'll forever praise the day he screws up big time and gets himself fired, but until that day comes, it's mostly one cold-hearted girl, her silent (but still infuriating) coworker, and a whole lot flowers. [word count: 100k] [originally written in 2014-2015; re-write completed 2020-2021] ❀ Rankings ❀ #1 in #badgirl #1 in #goodboy #1 in #flowershop #1 in #sociopath

Jo Mast had a rough start to life. Up until she was seven, Jo had lived in an abusive household with only her pretend adventures in the tree house next door with the neighbor boy to keep her sane. Now, Jo is all grown up and the dark memories of her early years have faded. She now had Jasper and a full ride scholarship to college and she’s happy with her life. However, when she moves to go to school that just so happens to be in her old hometown, Jo must dig up old memories that she had spent many years burying. And that just might include finding the boy from the tree house that she’d said goodbye to so many years before. With the help of her friends, old and new, Jo finds a way to maneuver through the struggles of moving away from home and really finding out what it feels like to grow up.

You can't run from your past. Everyone has heard those words before. No matter how hard she tries, Tinsley can't hide from the horrific memories of having her pack murdered. Years later, and she's still trying to move on. The last thing she wants is to find her mate. Especially when her mate is one arrogant, annoying, and sarcastic Alpha. Especially when her mate is one undeniably good looking, powerful, and charming (at times) Alpha. From the moment they met, Tinsley has been Rightfully His. Sometimes though, old packs hold grudges. ONLY THE FIRST TEN CHAPTERS ARE AVAILABLE AS A TEASER! PLEASE PURCHASE THE BOOK AT THE LINK BELOW TO READ THE REST OF THE NOVEL https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/649935

Megan thought she had her happy ending. She was wrong. James and her might have completed their mate bond but he's still distant and cold. And external forces are threatening the pack. A witch clan is coming for Lucy, a group of werewolf hunters are in town and to top it off Boston pack's alpha is planning to reveal the existence of werewolves to the world. Copyright © 2018 | All Rights Reserved | Alyssa Brandon

*** NOT EDITED AT ALL, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK *** Cameron Reeds is a nerdy girl that likes staying in the shadows, unlike her twin, Ashley. They move, with their mum, to a small town in Northern California called Avondale. After a not-so-good encounter with a guy at the grocery store that resulted in her seducing the guy into giving her the last packet of Oreos, Cameron finds out that the guy has a name. Aaron Weaver, aka, her new high school's bad boy and her sister's new target. When Aaron starts taking an interest in Cameron, she instantly retreats to her shell and ignores him until he ends up showing up at her window. Literally. Cameron only wants Aaron to leave her alone and let her senior year slip by. Too bad Aaron on a different schedule planned for the both of them. #5 in Humor on January 15, 2016 #177 in Romance on November 9, 2014

A/N: Newly edited version which has been tweaked a bit Hailey's life has been pretty normal and trouble free so far. If you categorise growing up with your all-male neighbours trouble free... After coming back from Australia to the US of A she comes back to more than just her home. She comes back to find that the McLane's have know grown up into a family of 9 boys ranging from super hot to just plain adorable. What do you do when you're thrown back into the chaos that the McLane's call normal life? How do you deal with living among a male-dominated household? Is there a way to make a waterproof camera NOT water proof? Hailey may not have all the answers and she may be wondering these exact questions herself but join her anyway as she goes through the ups and downs of being a teenage girl hopelessly stuck in a life that's anything but normal.

CONTAINS VERY MATURE CONTENT. "Katarina," my name passed his lips in a gruff whisper and I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle. Rafe's hands ran over my body as he backed me up to the bed. Everywhere our skin touched a fire burned within me. It consumed me. In that moment I wanted him more than anything. I was hyper aware of his hardness pressed against me and I bit my lip. Looking into his dark eyes I could see his desire. His mouth was on my neck, his teeth grazing the skin. I let out a moan as he hit my sweet spot and I could feel his body react to it. He pressed harder against me and slowly slid a hand down the front of my jeans, leaving a tingling path as he made his way. "I want you to say it Katarina," he said. I felt his hand stroking me and I bit my lip. There was no doubt I wanted more, and he wanted to give it to me. "Say what?" I asked, my voice strained as I tried to hold my composure. "You know what," he said sliding my shirt up, sucking on my exposed breast as he teased me below. I moaned again and I could feel him smile. He thrust two fingers in and my control started breaking. I couldn't remember the previous arguments with myself, I couldn't remember why I had been so afraid of him, I couldn't remember why I had tried staying away. All I knew was I didn't want him to stop, I wanted more. "Rafe, I'm-"