-----PREVIOUSLY THE TIGER'S CRY ----- // no content in each story part has been otherwise modified or changed apart from the title and cover.// "You have a fire in you that burns bright, little tiger, but even the mightiest fighters cry every once in a while." ♢♢♢ In which a broken girl, who's been through hell and back, finds shelter in the most despicable and ungodly of men. ---- (This is not your average Mafia Romance. The story contains extremely dark and R rated content.) 18+

"Look at me" He demanded. I flinched at the tone he used but lifted my head to look at him. I stared at the wall behind him. I couldn't look at him. "Into my eyes" He added in the same tone. I took a deep breath and landed my gaze on him. I saw a ghost of a smile form on his lips. He seemed happy but I could see his eyes watering, making his inky blue eye color appear lighter. "You never look at me" He whispered. I could hear a crack in his voice. "Before you I thought I was nothing-" He smiled bitterly, "-but when you look at me I feel like I'm worth something. Weird right?" My heart was beating loudly as he got closer. This is a spin off for Nate from 'Her Guardian'. It can be read as a stand alone but you can read the previous book if you want to get a better understanding of the story

Allison was never one to talk. She is quiet, shy, has no friends, and keeps to herself. She was never like this when she was younger. But when her mom died, everything went downhill. Her dad became an abusive drunk. Allison and her dad live in a one story little house. And this will be her 4th school in 2 years. She thinks her life will never get better. But boy is she wrong. ---------------------------------------------- Tommy is the alpha of one of the biggest packs in North America. He is tall, handsome, and mateless. That is, until now. Tommy and his friends attend Northwestern High. They were joking around until they hear someone crying in a bathroom. Ever since then, Tommy has been in love. (This book contains graphic scenes. Fair warning ya. And also. No copying is allowed!)

Look m8 this is just some kinky ass shit. Dan has a boyfriend, a punk boyfriend, named Phil. Which would probably be odd since he's a pastel boy. A pastel boy that dresses in cute sweaters and floral crowns, who fell in love with another boy who has piercings, tattoos and a gang. Yep it really is quiet a confusing relationship. Warnings: I would just like to point out that this entire fic is based around BDSM. And side note: this is shit. It gets alright when it gets illegal. but even then I still have no skill. HA BYE

From the moment I saw him I knew he was different but I didn't care! Cause no matter what I will always love him. Yes he may be one of the monsters that go bump in the night, but I never saw him that way; none of them! Yes I may be the girl that wants to believe that fairy tales are real, but that's just it. They are! Well at least mine are. Yes I fell in love with a vampire, and I can't wait to get to spend forever with him! To spend forever with Emmett McCarty Cullen.

❝You are actually the worst human being that I've ever had the displeasure of meeting.❞ ❝Considering that I, unfortunately, am not a human, that statement is slightly invalid.❞ Alexander Swan was curious. It was well known to anyone who knew the boy. Some could even classify Alexander as nosey, but it was just his desire to unravel mysteries that caused this impression. Curiosity was one of the only things Alexander shared with his twin sister, Bella. Little did the Swan Twins know, their shared thirst for knowledge could soon cause their demise. [twilight] [alexander swan stand alone]

❝And her heart was the best part, it would always calm the storm for those who were afraid of a little rain.❞ Allison Christopher made herself into a new woman during her time in Forks, Washington. Before, she was a gentle girl with a heart warmer than the blood rushing through her veins. And she was still that girl, but that girl was buried underneath battle scars and cold eyes. She became a warrior, who fought with her life to protect others. She became a soldier, who battled to save the ones she loves. Allison walked proudly with battle scars marring her once fair skin, and she held her head high with dignity when someone's eyes lingered on the marks. If people were rain, then Allison had once viewed herself as a light drizzle. Now, after she'd been through hell and returned with blood stained hands and smiling lips, she knew she was a hurricane. Underneath her hard exterior, she was still the same girl she had once been. She still loved with all she had, and she still forgave easily. She still laughed until she cried, and she still had the warmest heart. And her heart was the best part; it never failed to calm her hurricane into a drizzle for those who were afraid of a little rain. [the twilight saga: eclipse] [book two in the allison christopher series] [cover idea - @-voidallison]

He was the definition of Sociopath, She was the definition of Madness. What happens when she's there instead of Harley, when her quick tongue insults the one person she shouldn't. What happens when she agrees to help him, to save his Harley in exchange for her freedom. Will Everest get her freedom? Or will she be locked up again, this time with Mr. J Find out in ▽ Madness ▽ ▼ ▽▼ ▽▼ ▽ I'm reallllly bad with descriptions so pleaaaaase give this a chance ▼ ▽▼ ▽▼ ▽ 50K words

[Just so everyone that reads this book knows, I have made the decision to just leave this book to rest. I won't edit it ever probably and no future sequels are even on the horizon. Therefore, the book will feel incomplete at the end as the sequel would've filled the gap between the last chapter and the epilogue, as well as filling the New Moon gap with mainly original content as I would've had her not be in Forks during New Moon. But I want to focus on writing my own original books, so I will probably never revisit this book to edit it, or at least not anytime soon! Sorry for anyone who is disappointed so if you read, just don't fully judge it too harshly please.] ❝I am not my hair. I am not my skin. I am the soul that lives within.❞ [the twilight saga] [twilight] [complete] © 2016-2018 | freaksandmonsters plot credit | @vaIeskas cover credit | @lokidyinginside