Stacey Williams had always loved Axel Teller. But he had paid her no mind. She wanted more than the meaningless flings they had. She wanted her love to be returned. She wanted to be loved back. She did everything to get his attention. She had one-night stands with countless boys - throwing away her innocence - and tearing apart her reputation. All for him. But Axel didn't notice Stacey as anything more than a girl to have a fling with on the side. And Stacey watched as the boy she loved fell for another girl, and they were happy and complete. And Stacey was alone and hated. Tarnished and scarred. She was the girl he left behind. [The first book won the 2015 Wattys for the Cover-to-Cover award and 2016 Fiction Awards. Book two won the 2018 Fiction Awards. #1 in Teen Fiction and Short Story.] book two is currently unavailable, it will be released late 2023.

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

Lex had always hated Keith. Keith had always hated Lex. They were archenemies. Lex wanted nothing to do with her but one night of foolishness changed everything. Now Lex found himself shocked with the news that he fathered Keith's baby. What would Lex do? How would Keith accept the fact that Lex -- the man she hates with all her heart will be a part of her life for a very long time?

COMPLETED but UNEDITED! She lost her memories and the Demon inside of her is in deep sleep... Don't make her remember and awaken that demon, or you'll experience a damnation you'll never imagine...

**SAMPLE ONLY** Previously known as His Queen. Highest ranking : #1 in Werewolf (26/12/2015) Note : Please refer inside for the full summary. ❝Every king needs his queen.❞ Every pack has its own tradition. For the Golden Moon pack, it is no different either. Every year, every unmated male werewolf would travel around the world in order to find their other half; their soulmates. All, except for Darius King. As the 'heartless' Alpha of the Golden Moon and the blood Alpha, his is the only name that sends shivers down his enemies' spines whenever they thought about him. In his opinion, the tradition is nothing but a perfect opportunity for other packs to attack his while most of the male wolves are not around, or so he reckons. Little did he know that his decision would lead him to his mate who crashed into his territory; literally. ♛ Please do not leave any hate/self-promoting comments! Thank you! (:

!!(Slow Updates)!! He's strong and can strike fear into the hearts of anyone. She's weak and scared easily. Nobody tells him what to do. She follows orders without complaint. He's an overpowered, hybrid, monster of a man. She's a tiny, shiftless, omega of a wolf. But they do have one thing in common. They're mates. But is that all true? In a world of evil, of cruelty, violence and deception, a monster lives. In a world of torture, of pain and of suffering, a little wolf lives. In a world of hidden secrets, ice, and ancient metal, the little wolf and the monster find each other. Then begins the chaos.

Emma van der Bilt is clever, snarky, and spoiled rotten. William Knight is cocky, impatient, and slightly dimwitted. So how exactly did Will manage to kidnap Emma and her best friend twice and live to talk about it? *** "What the hell-" I screeched. "Good morning, sunshine." I looked up in alarm and saw the smirking face of my kidnapper. His face would have made me a lot angrier had it not been terribly swollen, thanks to yours truly. "I'd say good morning, but judging by the boner on your face, I'd say you weren't having such a good morning." His self-satisfied smirk fell almost instantly, and his partner-in-crime laughed out loud from the driver's seat. "Actually," he said, "I'm having a pretty good morning. My luck's about to change. You wanna know why?" I didn't answer. "I'll tell you why. I've successfully kidnapped the daughter of one of the richest men in the country." "Don't start counting your lucky stars just yet. This isn't over yet," I snapped. "Isn't it?" he asked, raising the eyebrow above his good eye. His other one remained in a permanent squint, and it made it kind of hard to take him seriously. "I'm not the one who's naked and tied up in a stranger's back seat." I glanced down at myself and noticed for the first time that I was in my bra and panties. Honestly, I was kind of relieved. When he'd said "naked," I'd assumed he meant birthday-suit naked, not half-naked. *** Warning: Rated PG-13 for sexual content and language. Mostly language. I have a colorful vocabulary.

Wynne Randall is alone, fending for herself against hordes of zombies. Looters killed her dad, and she can't trust anyone. And she's fine with that. But then she gets into a situation where she has to choose between being alone and letting someone die, or saving a life and having to trust. Highest Rankings: #11 in Adventure!!! #13 in Adventure #346 in Action This story has a sequel! Check out "We Are Survivors of the Zombie Apocalypse" on my profile!

Timi is used to having all the boys wrapped around her little fingers. Sanay na sanay na siyang nakukuha ang atensyon ng mga 'to. After all, she's both beauty and brains . But then she meet, Ice--the transfer student and the new vocalist of their school band, Endless Miracle. Talaga nga namang masyado nitong pinanindigan ang pangalan niya dahil sing lamig din ng yelo kung pakitunguhan niya si Timi. That hurts Timi's pride so she took him as a challenge. She will do everything to make Ice fall for her. Little did she know, she will get the biggest lesson of her life. Kung paglalaruan mo ang pag-ibig, hindi ikaw ang palaging panalo. Darating ang panahon na makakahanap ka ng katapat mo na magpapatumba sa lahat ng paniniwala mo.

More Trilogy Book 1: Touch Me More (2016) Maria Clara Alba Flores. Almost 16 years of existence and Czarina can't learn to appreciate her name. Then, Bari came who always calls her by her real name. Crisostomo Ibarra "Bari" delos Santos is a twenty-three year old bachelor-full of wisdom, has a stable job, and a very dreamy and handsome man for Czarina. Gustong-gusto talaga niya ang binata kahit pa imposibleng magkagusto ito sa immature pang kagaya niya. But who knows, right? She will grow up! Magiging dalaga din siya. At sana, siya ang maging Maria Clara nito. Written ©️ 2016