When the sun sets and they can't see me, can they hear me? * * || "Poetry" by an invisible girl. || * * * Highest Ranks: #6 in poetry [8/26/20] #11 in poetry [3/10/17] #10 in poems [12/23/2022] #1 in poems [08/03/2024] * * *Art posted in this book is drawn by me, they should not be used for any other purposes than this book.

When Hayley falls for a bodyguard whose secret is more dangerous than her own, she must decide how much she is willing to risk for love. ***** Tank has spent his life protecting people. He works for one of the most successful security companies in the world, makes more money than most people see in a lifetime, and has a past that no one can ever know about. Hayley Elliott will do anything to keep her mom safe. Her sister has found a cure for Alzheimer's and their mom is living proof that the supplement works - but hiding from the people looking for the supplement's formula is impossible. When the threat to their lives becomes deadly, she has no option but to trust a man who's living with a secret more dangerous than her own. With more at stake than their own lives, Tank and Hayley have to decide what is more important: protecting the past or risking everything for love. Leeanna Morgan is a USA Today Bestselling Author.

One Friday night, Maizie decides to do the unbelievable and hops into bed with a mysterious, sexy stranger. Only thinking it was a one night stand, the sensual stranger has other plans.

Crash is now published as a Paperback, and E-book with W by Wattpad Books! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Wattpad Original Edition and Wattpad Books Published Edition here upon purchase. Thank you so much for your support! ***** Alex Jenkins, ex-motorcyclist and heir to billions, fakes his engagement to Evie Cooper to claim his fortune. But with a single kiss, everything changes. ***** Alex Jenkins was once a competitive motorcycle racer, but now he's grown up and aims to take over his family's billion-dollar corporation. He just needs to prove to his grandmother - the steely, foul-mouthed matriarch of the Jenkins clan - that he's matured. The solution? He fakes an engagement with his gorgeous intern, Evie Cooper. What could go wrong? Everything, apparently, because Alex can't get Evie out of his head. She's never been in love, never been touched by a man, and refuses to fall for his arrogant, powerful act. Can he exchange his love of the chase for something more real? [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

A collection of poetry that reflects the poet's state of mind over the course of many years. The poems are largely unrelated and cover many topics.

"I'm a psycho at the bottom of the pack, and you're a warrior built to kill. Isn't it a weird mix?" He shrugs, a wicked grin plastered to his face. "I think it's the perfect mix." ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ *Completed * Klepto is a werewolf, an omega, and exactly as her name says. A kleptomaniac. She's a compulsive stealer. So it's not a surprise that everyone in her pack despises her for her flaw. To distract herself from the constant bullying, she sticks her nose in books, dreaming of fictional worlds. Ezra, on the other hand, is a prideful lycan warrior with a desperate need for an attitude adjustment. When his team is assigned to protect a pack in the mountains of West Virginia, he is anything but thrilled. He wants power, responsibility, respect... things that don't come with being a babysitter. It's when they arrive that Ezra spots the curvy werewolf that happens to be his soul mate. In that moment he finds his entire world shifting. Klepto is a thief, and she knows just how to steal his heart. * Rated PG-13 for mild language, abuse, some adult content * Highest rankings #1 in new adult - 6/29/19 #4 in werewolf - 3/18/19 #1 in warrior - 6/24/19 #3 in lycanthrope - 6/4/18 #52 in love - 3/18/19 #5 in mates - 4/2/19 #63 in alpha - 3/25/19

My breath hitches as he runs his hand slowly down my side and resting it on my lower back. "You are mine," he whispers lowly into my ear. "How will anyone else know that, sir," I say excitedly as his eyes flicker towards mine at the name 'sir.' "I'm gonna make you scream over and over my name so loud that everyone will know you belong to me." ..... He's the boss She brings the coffe The two are polar opposites. The only question is, Will these opposites attract?

[Now free to read!!] When she moves to a new town, all Loren wants is a fresh start. But things get complicated when she falls for Miles, the cute boy who wants to know her secret. ***** When Loren Reed moves to Westbrook all she wants is to put her past behind her. And she has a plan to do it: she'll get back into sewing, make some new friends, and pull her grades up. In short, she'll show her mom that she's not going to be a shut-in anymore, and that she's moved on from the tragic events of four years ago. The only problem? Miles Hanson, the cute football player who wants to know everything about her. As it turns out, Loren and Miles may have more in common with their pasts than they ever realized... [[word count: 90,000 - 100,000]] Trigger warning: This story mentions the death of a parent and sibling

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.