When you're the Volturi's secretary, your greatest challenge is staying alive. After accepting the position, one woman decides that she will do whatever it takes to survive. But the longer she stays, the deeper she sinks. Once you're in, there's no getting out. --- After getting caught trying to loot Volterra's city hall, Dahlia finds herself sitting before Aro, a peculiar man with blood-red eyes and skin as cold as death. Instead of turning her over to the police, he offers her a job as his secretary, and Dahlia hesitantly accepts. As she gets comfortable, however, Dahlia grows suspicious of her new employer and his staff. What secrets are they hiding? And what happened to the secretary before her? Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of Stephenie Meyer. I do not claim any ownership over them or the world of Twilight.

Jennifer Flynn was best known as billionaire Jared Flynn's wife or should I say EX-wife. They were the picture perfect couple. Then after a life-changing event, Jared decides to divorce Jennifer. Jennifer, heartbroken and surprised, had no choice but to leave and start back over again. A Year and three months later Jennifer is back up on her feet with a great job, small cute house and... A baby?! Jennifer has done everything in her power to keep herself, and her daughter Naomi, under the radar. But how does all of this unravel when Jared comes into town for business with his whole family? And What exactly happens when he runs into A confident twenty-four year old Jennifer and little 6 month old Naomi? Special thanks to @Oliviamazereeuw for the amazing cover!!

Adele Mason and Harold Bryon have escaped the wrath of aging and have stayed in their young years for reasons unknown to man. Although they have never officially met, the spark to their never ending life was the same night, the same hour, the same second. They both moved from state to state often, keeping themselves unattached and making sure no one suspected of their dark secret. Ultimately, in a turn of events, the two end up in the same city, in the same building, in the same elevator at the same time. The devastation of the elevator stopping abruptly in the middle of a system glitch causes the two's path to engage in a way that'll possibly change both their lives forever. ---INSPIRED BY THE AGE OF ADALINE---

2015 © S A F I E They never did fall into love. They were forced to marry each other for the sake of their companies. He hated her impulsive and silly ways. She hated his principles and the he way acted so authoritarian with his moods shifting uncontrollably makes her want to scream. But all of these lasted for only two years; many things can happen in that span of time and there's nothing that can prepare them with what Fate has in mind. With the divorce papers blocking their view, his hectic office schedules, her raging hormones and not to mention, a vengeful ex-girlfriend, how would Elle and Gabriel survive the odds? Is Elle going to agree to end the contract and leave Gabe so she can live her dreams? Or is she going to fight for her right and stay as "THE BILLIONAIRE's WIFE"

At the age of eighteen, everyone's blood changes colour. Whether it becomes blue, green or otherwise, the colour is either hereditary or a random, biological selection. However, when Pearl Damocles discovers that her blood is colourless - in a society where people are segregated by blood colour -, she travels to an institute for people like her with a handsome yet mysterious man named, Malik Ahmed. After months of training and planning - with a team of quirky, newfound friends and trained militants by her side - she decides begins to hatch a plan. One to bring everyone together, and abolish the inequality of the blood colours.

This novella was a Hugo and Nebula nominee twenty years ago. I lost both to Charles Sheffield -- whom I married five years later. Life sometimes really is just as strange as fiction.

Wattpad Featured Story. For Darcy and Milo the world is always different. Life changes in a blink. Nothing is ever the same. Except for them. They don't know why. They always forget. But now it's time to remember... Again.

"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.