READ AT OWN RISK One other version available. ×××××× It started with a dare. It ended with something so much more serious. Braelyn Sawyer was the girl who kept to herself. She was barely recognized at school unless one of her brothers' fangirls needed Braelyn to pass a message. Her two older brothers, Nathan and Nick, were the most popular guys in the school, following in their other brother's, Kyle, footsteps, unlike Braelyn. She kept her nose in her books, and she was pretty quiet unless you tick her off. Ridge McCain was the one who ran with the popular crowd. He was one of the biggest players in school, like Braelyn's brothers. To keep up his reputation, he did almost anything, and that's what started it all. Ridge was dared to kiss Braelyn, and that's just the beginning.

Cassie Claire was in for quite the pickle. She and her bevy of BFFs decide to go to the store one morning, but little did she know that she was about to meet one sexy, sexy man. Like in a romance movie, they locked eyes, and the whole world came to a screeching halt. What happened next wasn't as similar to a romance movie. He put a gun to her head And kidnapped her.

Tamara Rose Catherine got rejected by her mate. She was banished, found by another pack who took her in and reformed her into a stronger, sassier wolf. They became her brothers and best friends, helping her join with her old pack and end up falling back in love with her mate, Dylan, once again. You can't fight the mating bond. Dylan and Tamara Rose finally managed to work all the kinks out in their relationship...all, but one. Dylan's brother, Jason. He kidnapped Tamara, beating her so brutally she lost her memory. Now, she can't remember anything except her previous life as a servant in Dylan's pack. She doesn't know about their mating bond, about her new pack members, about anything she's been through in the past few years at all. Seriously, this is about to be one hell of a roller-coaster ride.

Excerpt: "You fucking bastard!" I yelled, smacking him across the face, hard. He shot upright, his eyes glowing black. I flinched, staring at them in shock before remembering how livid I was. "You undressed me?" I screamed. Michel growled, a noise that almost didn't even sound human. I didn't let it scare me, refusing to back down. "You took my clothes off! Did you try anything? I swear to god--" I had been poking him in the chest, and suddenly, he grabbed my hand. His eyes were no longer black, but they were still dark. "I didn't touch you," he growled lowly. "Cynthia took your clothes off because she thought you'd be uncomfortable. I put you into bed. No one laid a hand on you otherwise." I stared down at my camisole and boy shorts. "Cynthia...?" "The woman who brought you up here," he snapped. ...well, shit. I crossed my arms and huffed angrily. "Ok, well...how do I know you didn't try anything?" He shook his head. "Don't you think you would have woken up?" I glared at him. Good point... With nothing to say, I settled for, "Why are you sleeping in the same bed as me?" He appeared confused. "This is my bed." "Well, I don't wanna sleep with you," I hissed. "I barely know you!" Michel looked so tired as he put his head in his hands, for a minute, I almost felt bad. Then I remembered he kinda signed up for this when he kidnapped me. Sucks to suck. *** Summary: Jem is a sarcastic 23 year-old human with a dirty mouth and a dark secret. Michel is an Alpha wolf looking for his mate. When Michel finds out Jem is his mate, he kidnaps her and introduces her to the world of werewolves. But can these two really find true love, with the threat of a rogue war and Jem's dark past finally catching up to her? One thing is for certain: it'll be interesting watching them try. *WARNING: Contains language!*

Tamara Rose Catherine doesn't like to be thought of as a pitied, pathetic girl with a sob story for a life. Sure, her parents are dead. Ok, her mate hates her. Fine, everyone in her pack house treats her like a slave--and half of them don't even know her name. That all changes when one day, she is banished from the pack for good and rejected by her mate, otherwise known as Alpha Dylan himself. Stumbling upon a warm group of happy-go-lucky werewolves only a few towns over, she finds herself taken into their care and completely reformed. Little by little, Tamara Rose finds herself forgetting her old life and focusing on her new one. She is completely reformed into a badass, strong, beautiful werewolf who would no longer even think about letting anyone push her over into doing all their work for them. She's happy, and that's all there is to it. But will all that change when she finds out her pack has to leave home to save another pack from rogues? Going back to her old pack will be more than a little difficult, and Tamara doesn't know if she'll be able to handle it. But it doesn't look like she has much of a choice.

Ryan Peter is a selectively mute girl, sort of. Also acting as a loner, when in reality she's full of sarcastic comments. She is also a fighter, a street fighter. Then she meets Lewis Black, resident bad boy of Jackson High, whom she adamantly spend most of high school trying to avoid. Lewis Black, what's there to say about him? Well as said before he's a bad boy. Also being the Alpha of the Black Water Pack. When he turn's 18 he meets Ryan Peter. But one question remains... Why is Ryan selectively mute? *discontinued*

Marinette is thrilled. She's spending her afternoon at the museum with Adrien, and even Manon's unexpectedly tagging along with them can't tarnish her happiness. After all, what can go wrong for two seventeen-year-olds watching over a seven-year-old? Turns out, a lot of things. ------ This is an illustrated fanfiction collaboration by Maerynn and EdenDaphne ------ This work is intended for readers ages 13 and up

Science proved that opposite powers attract but their case was different. They were as different as day and night but because of a stupid tradition they were forced upon each other. He wasn't her prince charming and she was not his sexy model. He sworn not to call her his and she loathed to be named Mrs. King. Yet, their families had different opinion: his mom loved her as a daughter since the moment she knew her and her parents were impressed by his façade. But she knew the truth about her unwanted husband; yes, he is a hot successful rich man and that she can admit. Yes, he has the body and features of Greek god; a well-built strong body, deep green eyes and deep brown hair. His jaw line was sharp and the smirk that decorated his face was dangerously sexy. But he was an arrogant snobbish manwhore...He treated girls like objects but they stupidly fell for him. His mom believed that Ella was perfect for him but he knew that that fat, stubborn, hot headed, extremely independent girl can bring him nothing but trouble. She already stole his last name ...but he promised that he will make her life a living hell.

He's popular. I have one friend. He's outgoing. I'm quiet. He has a girlfriend. I'm alone. I'm shy and he's purely arrogant. But they say like forces repel and opposites attract. And we're complete opposites. ════════ "Hello, my name is Juliette Hunter and I think you're an asshole" I said to him, turning my body away so I could, once again, try and grab the book I so desperately needed. "Your turn" I added, after a moment of silence, realising that he was too stunned to speak. His recovery was lightning fast however, as he replied with "Hi Juliette, my name is Levi Knight" He paused, allowing his eyes to roam my body, slowly taking me in from head to toe. I looked him in the eyes, defiant in not allowing him to get to me, as my cheeks began to burn. "And I think you could qualify as one of the most beautiful girls I have ever laid eyes on" he continued smoothly. I couldn't think of a smart remark in response to what he had said so I mumbled a "fuck off" before returning to the bookshelf, I was sure my face turned crimson. "Just out of curiosity," Levi continued, now leaning against the bookshelf. I wasn't going to warn him about the fact that it was slowly tipping over. "You're single right?" I wasn't going to tell him that his assumption offended me either. Instead I replied with "Just out of curiosity" I said in a mocking tone "You're single now too, aren't you?" "You're a feisty one, aren't you?" "You're not gonna leave me alone, are you?" I muttered, attempting once more, to grab the book I so badly needed for English. "You're really hot, you know?" "You're really annoying, you know?"

"Come on babe." Evan insists. "Please? For me?" I look around, considering my options. The party has started to die down, and the small lake further into the woods is pretty concealed. "Fine." I sigh, grinning. "Really?" He smirks. "You'll skinny dip with me?" I pause. "Sure." "Great." He says. "I love you Harper." <><><><> Harper is your typical good girl. Shy, quiet, and reserved. So everybody is surprised when she manages to land a guy like Evan. Prom King, quarterback, ladies man. Evan introduces her to a new world, a world of popularity. And Harper tries to be the best girlfriend she can be. But one night, it all falls apart, and Harper is left in a mortifying situation. Naked. Luckily the River boys are around to save the day. After a few pictures of course.