Addie Morrow daughter of Clay Morrow, ends up getting into the bike club Sons Of Anarchy with her father as his second right hand man, well girl, since Tig is his first right hand man. Her childhood friend Ashlyn Knowels, goes her separate way from Addie and becomes a doctor. With Ashlyn living in Chicago now and Addie still in Charming, does Ashlyn end up running back to Charming or does Addie find her? Can Addie get out of the club after all the chaos in Charming caused by Clay Morrow and Jax Teller. *Do not own any characters besides the ones made up*

Lana McAllister has been living her life as a sweetbutt in Nevada until her father disappears after betraying the Sons of Anarchy. She continued living her life as it was until an unexpected turn.

The world's gone to hell. People are eating each other. Literally. Eating. Each other. I'm just doing my best to keep myself and the quirky mismatched group of people I call my own off the menu. Unknown pasts, unknowable future, friends that are actually family, maybe even a little bit of romance. Oh and zombies, lots of zombies. My name is Zero and this is my story.

Stella and Logan have reached the coast. Now, all that's left is to move up it's length and find Max, the man Stella has been desperate to reunite with since before the outbreak. But things are never as simple as they seem. With an army of infected standing in their way, and a club of dangerous people rejoicing the end of times, it's clear the last leg of their journey isn't going to be an easy one. In a world with hardly any victories, when your goal is almost within reach, it can be easy to focus on the light at the end of the tunnel. But it can be even easier for things to fall apart. Book Three *Full Novel Published on Amazon*

➛𝘽𝙉𝙃𝘼 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 No one took Y/N serious. Now they're gone and everyone wishes they can start over. Their disappearance has taken a toll on many people and now they have changed. Some have gotten better in their traits. Others... changed badly... Days after their funeral, those who cared for them chose to apologize through text. What happens when they type back?

***** MATURE CONTENT**** WARNING!! RATED R 18+ only This is a short, to the point book. I didn't want a lot of background and details. Just a satisfying quick read He is the definition of sex. Dark features, gauged ears, tattoos, and attitude. He makes my body come alive with just his eyes. I wonder what he could do with his hands.. His name is Devon.. And he's My brother's roommate...

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

The tale of a Gryffindor prankster vs. a Hufflepuff prefect. All Rights Reserved. Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling with the exception of my OC's. [PRISONER OF AZKABAN - GOBLET OF FIRE] [COVER BY @CarKann]