Leģenda vēsta par būtni, kuras sirds sitās tāpat kā citiem, tomēr tā bija auksta un nepazina žēlastību. Viņas skaistums apbūra ikkatru, kurš gadījās ceļā, tomēr šis skaistums bija vien māns. Cilvēki nokļuva viņas lamatās. Viņa izsūca cilvēku dvēseles līdz pēdejam pilienam un tad atlaida šos dzīvos miroņus, lai tie ceļotu pa pasauli, kā pierādījums viņas varai. Cilvēki no viņas bijās vairāk nekā no nāves. Par viņu mēdza sacīt "šausmīgākais skaistais radījums". Apdāvinātie mēdza sevi galināt, lai tikai izvairītos no viņas briesmīgās spējas. Viņu sauc par "nolādēto". P.S. - Stāsts tika rakstīts 2 gadus atpakaļ, šobrīd es to laboju :)

Dzīves mācība no Talijas Levinsones - ja atpūtas laikā viss ir labi, tad pilnīgi noteikti kaut kas ir nogājis greizi. Neviens neprasīja viņas viedokli, ne uz viena dokumenta nav atrodama piekrišana vai paraksts, taču Gabrielu, vienu no varenākajiem magiem, tas īpaši neinteresēja. Viņš vienkārši uzvēla uz jaunās meitenes pleciem visas savas problēmas un atstāja vienu, kā sakot, :"Nu, ko stāvi? Ej, izvairies no visiem maniem ienaidniekiem, kuri tā vien gaida izdevību, lai tevi pieveiktu, un pamēģini pa ceļam pati sevi nenobeigt!". Un kā jūs pavadījāt vasaru?

Book Two of TGGBB Series Naomi Lorraine, who used to be or still known as Nerdy Naomi, looks forward in her thick rimmed glasses to a life without the fear of being bullied. She no longer has to take up the laughs, insults, and bruises high school once gave her, at least she hopes not as much. With her bullies finally realizing there's no point to dedicating their lives to make one person miserable, Naomi thinks she can live out the rest of her life normally. That is until her childhood friend, Dominic, crashes back into her life, throwing out that hope of having a normal life- Not like she had one in the beginning. That is because she has the Three Musketeers -Bennett Frazier, Jordan Wallace, and Declan Lynch- by her side. Together, they faced the adventures life threw at them and would have never thought that anything, or anyone, could break them. Oh, but don't worry. Really, you're overthinking things here. This is nothing to stress over about. It's still quite simple really. She's still their good girl. And they're still her bad boys. Right?

Nakts. Pār pilsētu ir nolaidies miega plīvurs, cilvēku apziņa snauduļo... Nu, vismaz vairuma. Ja tu domā, ka miegā esi drošībā, tad tu smagi maldies. Šie cilvēki var IEZAGTIES tavā apziņā, MAINĪT to un PAVĒLĒT tev izdarīt jebko. Un tu NEKO nespēsi mainīt. MORFEJI - tā viņi sevi sauc. No malas viņi liekas gluži parasti un pa lielai daļai tā arī ir. Vairums ir vien pusaudži, kuriem patīk paspēlēties ar tavu apziņu, nenodarot nekādu kaitējumu. Nākamajā rītā tu neko neatcerēsies. Bet ko darīt, ja viens no viņiem ir slepkava?

Arabella Pines is the sweetest person anybody will ever meet. She is selfless and is all ways thinking about others. She is not only rich in kindness, but in beauty. And just like other she-wolves in her pack, Arabella cannot wait to meet her mate. She has wished upon every star, and has prayed to the Moon Goddess to grant her only wish. What she doesn't know is that her wish would come true, and it will be a brutal sight. Xander Black, the Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack. He feeds off fear, loves to kill, and is a cold hearted beast. He has never wished for a mate, for him they are a sign of weakness. He has stopped loving a long time ago. Xander plans to take over his neighboring pack that night, the Snow Moon Pack. But what he doesn't know is that a special someone is waiting their for him. ---------------------------------------------------------- "Please," I beg, "Just please let me go." A thunderous growl ripples in his throat. He ignores me and drags me deeper into the woods the opposite to his campsite. A faze of confusion passes over me as he drags me the other way. I know there is no use struggling but I continue to do it anyways. His muscular hand still holds a tight grip on me, as if I effect him in no way whatsoever. Suddenly he stops walking and I am harshly shoved against a tree. Pain shoots up my spine and a whimper escapes my lips. Tears roll down my face, and I realize that their is no use in begging. There is no escape. The monster holding me up harshly against the tree is not just any man, this monster is my mate.