Alan Baker hates Max Winters. There's nothing more to say. Max was everything Alan wanted to be. He just couldn't stop himself from hating him so much that it was hard to even look up at the guy. But what happens when Alan realizes that there's more to the perfectness? Then, it also doesn't help that his heart flips and jumps every time. But, of course, he'd never accept that. --- "Get the fuck away from me." Max sighed, shaking his head. "Dude, when are you going to give up? You hate me, yeah, we get it." "Well, I'm not satisfied so hate me back." Max gulped down his snort. "Sure, okay. I hate you too?" Alan pushed past the front doors of the school, not even giving a glance back. "It's not enough. Hate me harder." --- [This book is proudly presented for entertainment. Don't copy. Don't hate. Don't forget to vote and share.] P.S. This isn't edited and there are edit mistakes. For example, you might catch Max's last name being Nights in the blurb inside the story at the first part, but from the start of the story, it's mentioned as Winters, which is why I changed it here as well. Don't hate on it. Don't be shy to point the edit mistakes out. Don't be rude about it. For those who are here to read the heart leaping, stomach turning story between Alan and Max: Welcome to Hate Me Harder! This story contains mature wordings, a lot of it, and mature content and a little bit of violence mentioned. #1 in mxm - 11th of September 2021 #3 in bxb - 11th of September 2021 #1 in lgbt+/bxb - 12th of September 2021 #1 in bxblove - 12th of September 2021 #7 in bl - 22nd of September 2021 #1 in writtenwithpride - 11th of November 2022

#1 in Werewolf - #1 in Mate The world is at war with something they told themselves didn't exist. Samantha was born into this world and has always lived her life in fear of the world's newest predator; however, she has a plan for freedom and nothing is going to stop her from achieving it. Not even Samuel. *** I ran straight into the rocks but whipped back around when I realized I was trapped. When I came face to face with the man again, I reached for my backpack and snapped open my pepper spray. The lid came undone and a burning liquid erupted from the tube, covering my attacker's face. I waited for him to recoil so I could break away, but he didn't move. In fact, all he did was bring his shirt up to his eyes to wipe away the oozing liquid. I stared with wide eyes, glancing between the man and the bottle in my hand. Then, it hit me. Pepper spray worked on humans.

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

She tries her hardest to look good but she still gets called ugly and she believes them.

“Fuck,” I whisper, shutting my eyes and clunking my head to the door. “Where were you going, Scar?” Ace breathes, smirking like he’s been dying to do this all morning. Might as well not lie. “I was going to hot wire your car and drive back to California, grab all my cash, fly to Europe, live there for a couple weeks, and then drink myself to death.” His smirk drops. “That’s not funny.” “Never said it was.” A quiet moment drifts through as I lazily stare at him. “You’re serious?” “Yep.” Scarlett Hunter is only 19 and has already killed 65 vampires. It's drilled into her mind that vampires are bad, and they always will be. That is, until Ace Caplin decides to enter her world via her kitchen.

Alpha-to-be Cole Emerson loves his laid back life and will do anything to keep it that way; even if it means rejecting his soul mate. Livy Holden is the quiet girl who keeps her head down and tries to avoid confrontation. On Cole's eighteenth birthday both he and Livy are shocked to discover that they're mates. Rejected by Cole and replaced by her cousin, Livy flees the pack in the hopes that she can disappear from her life and be forgotten. Livy lands in New Jersey and meets Tate Peters - Alpha to an elite pack of wolves who are eager to take Livy in. But Livy's new life begins to unravel when she is forced to return back home to Oregon and back to Cole. But this time she isn't alone and Cole isn't the only one who has moved on. * This is an excerpt only as the rights to this story has been bought by Inkitt for their new reading app, Galatea! If you'd like to continue reading, you can find me on Galatea under "Abigail Lynne" or by searching for the "Wolves of the West" series!

Hope was rejected by her mate when she was fourteen. The pain was too much, so she became a rogue and ran away. Three years later, the seventeen-year-old Hope returns to her home pack. During her time away, she broke out of her shy shell while her beauty blossomed. Will she be able to forgive her Alpha mate and put the hurt and pain behind them? Or will another come and take her love for him away? -- © 2014 groovee --

(This book has been edited) 38 year old, Jessica Wallace, had a secret. She had a secret that no one had ever heard of, until she had written what had happened down in a journal. Her secret, was that she was supposed to be mated to a Werewolf named, David Berkley. He was the Alpha of the Withering Willow Pack, a pack in Kansas. However, they were not mated at the beginning, because he had rejected her when she was 15 years of age. Jessica had suffered from heart break for 5 years, until she had pulled herself together with the help of her learning how to be a teacher and kept sane. 23 years later, and David finally came back into her life, with her teaching his son, Daniel Berkley. However, Jessica had changed for better or for worse. She doesn't look like a nerd like she did back then. Nor did she have to use her inhaler as often anymore. Now, David wants her back and he wants her back really bad. However, Jessica wants him to pay for all the pain that he had caused her. Will they find love that they know is there between them, or will Jessica reject David like he had done 23 years ago? Find out in 'I Saved the Alpha and the Pack'. _______________________________________ NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK. Thanks. ~Rissa

"Evelyn is dead." Caleb's voice was shallow as he glanced away from me and to Grant who comforted him. I shook my head, "No, she's not." _________________________________ Evelyn Sharp, a human that did so much for her family. Being 17, is easy for her and wants to explore the world after high school. But it ended just as they came. . .Locus. Robotic creatures that only obeys their master. Being taken from her family, she is thrown into a place where she thought was her deathbed. Only to end of as a Dragon and what's worse is she has no memory of her family. Only thing that keeps her sane is the boy in her dream. •A//N: violence, language, and blood. If this isn't your cup of tea. Please read something else, otherwise enjoy it. If any questions, just send me a message or on my profile wall• Highest Ranking: #858 in Fantasy