A W a t t p a d F e a t u r e d story- October, 2017 When the ever anxious Stephen loses a dare to his childhood friend and girlfriend Piper, he has to act out the most popular stereotype of the high school as the forfeit for a month. The Bad Boy. cover credit -@fartette

At the age of 16 Katrina became a rogue in efforts to leave a Alpha who tortured her for years after killing her parents. She found safety at the Blood Moon Pack where she formed a bond with the Alpha and Luna. For the next two years everything was normal as she worked as a personal maid for the Alpha and Luna until the day their son Jonathan came home and her world was flipped upside down. This story is unedited.

16 year old Isabelle Montgomery had one mission: take care of her terminally ill mother. Beside her mother as she took her last breath, she revealed a secret. Isabelle's biological father lived, but doesn't know of her existence. After her mother loses her fight to cancer, Isabelle takes on a different mission: avoid Child Protective Services. So, she made her way to Jean, Nevada, filled with hope that her father was exactly where her mother left him 17 years ago. Jackson Montgomery never wanted children. And when he became President of The Bloody Skulls Motorcycle Club, he only cared about his club and himself. But when Isabelle comes into his bar, claiming to be his long lost daughter, he takes her in. And decided then, that he was going to raise her the only way he knew. The way of a Biker. Lucy_Pearl COPYRIGHT © 2016-2017 Ages 14+ Words 65,000+

"I'd suggest you fix that bratty little attitude before I fix it for you over my knee" *** Watching the only world she'd ever known burn around her was one thing... and losing the one person who was tied closest to her since birth was another. Yet both things happened, and scars were left on the mind of Maia who retreated into her herself as a last form of saving grace. A Lycan was the first creation of the Moon Goddess, and Lucien happened to be the Alpha of a pack of such. Cold, analytical, and especially decisive as an Alpha male, Lucien had everything under control... except for a mate. Who finally presented herself in the form of complete sugar and sweet innocence even he couldn't resist.

"I am so sorry I'm late." My red woolly hair flopped onto my face and I huff, throwing my bag on the chair to put it up. I haven't noticed the prisoner yet as I pull down my black pencil skirt that stuck to my hips a little too tight due to the shrinkage in the washing machine. "This. . . is my therapist?" A deep mocking voice came and I cleared my throat, finally meeting the seemingly Black eyes of Prisoner 409. My breath catches in my throat as a slow smirk grazes his face. The handcuffs remained stuck to his hand as he slowly rubbed his bare chin. "Behave 4-0-9" The prison guard slapped the table before leaving and I was still frozen. "Why wouldn't I? Chocolate just happens to be my favorite flavor."

In which two high school graduates get stuck in a cabin together, waiting for their family's to return and quickly falling in love with each other in the process. This is a short story, not inspired by anyone else. Just something I quickly put together. [ COMPLETED ] {Cover by: @milkweedsinthesky}

Alexander Vintalli is one of the most ruthless mafias of America. His name is feared all over America. The way people fear him and the way he has his empire spread all over makes him ruthless. He is know to be heartless monster famous for his ways of torture. Blue Andrews is a simple bartender in. She is really beautiful. She is a bartender at night and a store-worker by day. She works hard to earn and to survive. What happens when she crosses path with this monster. Everything about him screams danger to her and so she tries to run but he has no intentions of letting her go. Not now. Not Ever. He wants Blue for himself. Because after all these years he might have a heart which has started beating for her. But he knows he is not good enough for her.... But then Blue also falls for him and toghether they face their biggest enemies. Their past Demons. Beautiful cover by @Acaciairis Copyright 2016. Everything in this book belongs to me.

╭──────────────────✎ ╰─▗ ▘➤ 🥀 The Detective and The Mafia ✦ ╮ │ "Are you sure you don't need my help?" I asked him one last time before I decided to leave. Once again he ignored me. Ok, I guess I'll take my leave then. I was about to stand up to leave but suddenly he draped his arm around my neck. He pulled my neck lower to his face and captured my lips. I struggled in his grip as he locked my lips with his so I couldn't free myself. Still trying to push him away as I heard some footsteps behind us. The person who approached us beamed his flashlight at me. That almost caused me to go blind. "Have you guys seen a wounded man around here?" That person asked me and another man followed him from behind. "So this is the bastard that they are looking for." I thought as I glared at the man who is still kissing me. His back was facing them so they couldn't see his face. I was about to speak up to lie for him but he pulled my face closer. I felt his tongue inside my mouth and he even had the nerve to bite my lower lip. ☆*:.｡.o(≧▽≦)o.｡.:*☆ ☆*:.｡.o(≧▽≦)o.｡.:*☆ A detective that can see ghost and a mafia boss that fell in love. Warning ⚠️ Rated-R with sexual content ╰───────────────🥀

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.