Alyssa Barnes must conquer her monsters or risk becoming one herself - but gang leader Daimon Kross might be a dangerous distraction. ***** Past traumas have taught Alyssa Barnes to not shy away from dangerous men and to show no fear, not even when she encounters the deadly biker gang leader, Daimon Kross. But the notorious Kross bikers may not be all they seem to be, and Alyssa might not be the only one with secrets to protect. Will the power struggle lead to bloodshed? In ways she never expected, Alyssa finds out that sometimes love doesn't just bite...it howls. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of sexual activity, abuse, self-harm, and suicide that may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Read Fatal Contingencies (Book 2, the Fatal Trilogy Series) here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/142024187-fatal-contingencies-book-2-the-fatal-trilogy Cover designed by Ren T

In a city overrun by the corrupt and crazy, driven by greed, lust, and desire, Remi Goldridge's sweet nature and strong moral compass are strange and unheard of. Beasts of nightmares roam free here, taking and doing whatever they please. When Remi's father buys her one of the most dangerous creatures in the world as her slave and personal bodyguard, she is terrified, and wants nothing to do with the dangerous beast.

Being reborn into the Uchiha clan in the same generation as Itachi promises nothing but a short-lived second life. But, hey-if I'm going to die with certainty, I might as well go out with a bang, right? ((Not my book! Original writer is 'peccolia' on fanfiction.net)) ((This book made me cry)) ((Not Itachi x oc))((Not edited))

"To anyone else the two other students on Kakashi's team, Miyu and Sakura, would've been of no consequence at all. After all, Naruto was the holder of the Nine-Tails and the son of the Fourth Hokage, and Sasuke was the heir to the Uchiha and basically the last of his clan. But Hiruzen had a habit of not overlooking small details. Sasuke was 'basically' the last of his clan, but he wasn't the last. Naruto was the holder of the Nine-Tails, but someone else was more of a beast than he." Miyu Uchiha is so loosely related to the head household of the Uchiha clan that she doesn't even possess the classic raven hair of an Uchiha; instead, her hair is a stark white that only causes her to stand out and not in a good way. No one cares for the branch families of the Uchiha clan. The Uchiha clan might not have been kind to Miyu, but a pack of wolves that took her in after the massacre was. Now a part of the notorious Team 7 Miyu must learn how to be human without succumbing to the beast within. ___________________________________________ THIS STORY INVOLVES SPOILERS ___________________________________________ Author's Note: I originally wrote this in an attempt to make something different from the classic stories you'll see here on Wattpad. Usually there's some sort of wolf-demon or whatever, but this story is different. I made it in an attempt to include wolves in what I thought to be a more realistic way while simultaneously following the general themes in Naruto. Let me know how I did and thanks for reading!

In the half-breed Atlantean, the ferocious, last living siren seems to have finally met her match. But here's the haunting problem: only one of them wants to kill Orm. #1 in AQUAMAN, ARTHUR CURRY and DC COMICS

𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔. Winter is bitter and cold, just like the season she is named after. So when she's put on a temporary team that consists of a pink-haired fangirl, a loud blonde brat, a boy just as hell-bent on revenge as she is, Winter knows she's in for a tough few weeks. But perhaps this mismatched team will help her realize that there's more to life than misery and misfortune. [ book one of the Storm Bringer duology ] [ Winner of the Anime_WattyAwards 2016 ] [ COMPLETED ]

this story contains adult content!!!! read at own risk. I glared at the vampire before me, pressing myself against the bars of my 'cage' before dropping the glare and offering him my sweetest grin, "once I get out of her I'm going to kill alllll of you!" I swept my arms out wide, my grin turning feral, "I'm going to rip out all of your throats and see how you like your blood being drained from your neck." The vampire flashed his fangs at me in an equally menacing grin, "you can try that all you want, after the auction." I was tempted to spit in his face but I really did not want to be whipped...again. ~~~ Calla, an 18 year old human girl has always lived her life on the run, but was captured by vampires and forced into auction at a high end 'pet shop' where any wealthy vampire can buy her and proceed to do as they please until they decide to kill her. Pessimistic, rude, and short fused Calla is one hell of a handful, one most vampier's don't want to bother with...until him. THIS SHIT IS RATED MATURE in case you were curious this isn't labeled Mature on the wattpad rating thing because it won't let me change my fucking maturity thing.

*WATTPAD FEATURED STORY 19/07/2018* Maliha is a wanderer. She has been for the past 3 years. Her journey began the day the man she loved betrayed her for her adoptive sister's hand in marriage. In a heartbroken rage, she stumbles down the mountain away from the only place she has known as home, travelling for years and learning the way of the land. In her journey, she hears tales of the Der surjaz, a clan that is revered for their mystical battle techniques and promiscuous ways of life. She thought such tales were just a myth. That was until she was caught trespassing on their land. Taken to the heart of the Der Surjaz tribe land, Maliha becomes a prisoner in which the only way she can leave is if she repays her debt. She was eager to leave, that was until she met him. The dark and brooding leader who had no time for love, but neither of them could deny the burning passion that they ignited within each other. When the past begins to unravel, Maliha is forced to decide whether she will keep running from herself or fight for her place among the people she has come to love.

Toltarra has been strewn in war for nearly 300 years, the four major clans governing the mass of land at a constant battle for domination over all else. There are many rumors to as how the great war started. The Thyssen family of Windsor blame the formation of the Scar of Toltarra for the wars start. The Kaepernick's of Zinnann blame the Volco savages who emerged after the scar was formed. The Caplondon family of Caplond heaves the blame upon the Adalwolf's of Carden. And the Adalwolf's? The Adalwolf's have a legend that has been passed down since the great wars beginnings, they say that a woman warned the clans of a great explosion in the middle mountain that would scar Toltarra permanently and plunge the clans into blood and darkness. She was the women who claimed giants tunneled beneath the ground and feathers were messages carried on the backs of birds from the clouds. They called her The Mad Witch and after she disappeared ash rained through the air and Tolterras ground was scarred. When The Mad Witch disappeared, the clans were plunged into blood and darkness.

*mature for lang and possible (probable) 'adult' content heh.* I was about to scream for help when a strange sort of smoke seeped from druggies mouth and entwined itself around tall and dark's hand, running up his arm and illuminating the sharp planes of his face, feeding into his slightly parted lips. I gasped, stumbling back from the scene. His eyes shot up to me, their silvery glow locking me in place as our gazes caught. The druggies body feel between us and the man's eyes seemed to illuminate further before everything was plunged into darkness I was petrified, paralyzed in place, a cool indifferent voice broke the silence. a whisper dangerously close to my ear, "sometimes they are unwanted by heaven or hell. Sometimes they have no where to go, no purpose but to feed those who need it." A scream tore from my throat as I felt a cool hand grasp my wrist and my heart beat rapidly dropping, warm breath against my ear. I was dying. Actually dying. ~Jinx Clemens was not the best daughter, not the best sister, and not the best student. She was just living through her life and causing as much chaos she saw fit, never even bothering trying to hide the trouble she got into. Bored by things easily and easy with her words she always managed to slip past the worst situations...until something new came knocking, something dangerous. something that would flip her world around and throw it to the wolves. Jinx can escape trouble with her faux charm but there wasn't a single soul would could avoid that pesky monster we call death?