Steamy hot cowboys rule the Montana plains, in their molded to perfection jeans and scuffed up boots. Or so they think, until one spunky cowgirl shows up in their town and turns it upside down. Harley Rose Stewart, a rambunctious retired rodeo professional, dreams of one day finding the ONE man who was meant for her and have a family of her own. After the death of her beloved father, Harley finds a mysterious deed to property in Wolf Springs and learns about his long forgotten plans to build his ranch there. Deciding to fulfill both their dreams, she sells off everything and heads to Montana, leaving all her troubles behind. Or so she thinks. Welcome to Wolf Springs, Montana. Where the cowboys are hotter than the weather and trouble lurks around every corner. Cinch down your saddle straps, partner! It's gonna be one hell of a ride.

"Resa?" He called her softly. "I can't steal your innocence..." He started to stroke her cheek as she mustered courage and finally locked gazes with him again. "But let me steal something else. Permit me to steal just tonight. You don't have to do anything or pleasure me in return, just submit yourself wholly to me. I couldn't ask for more." "What if I want more than you are ready to give?" She asked in apprehension. He replied after a slight hesitation. "It's your call but I won't do anything to hurt or make you feel bad. I'll stop when you want me to. My word as a Guardian." He placed his hand on his chest in a pledging manner. She stared at him for a while, mulling the situation over and over in her mind. She slowly unlocked her fingers from his and stood up. He let her this time then he watched her walk several feet away from him to back the window. She began to slowly peel off her clothes with the ray of the moon behind her and making her silhouette that of a heavenly being, forming a halo around her head. Her hair was long and the long tresses fell down the length of her upper body with some of it covering her breasts. The end of the length dangled just below her stomach, while at the back, it skimmed the upper part of her naked buttocks. ©All Rights Reserved.

"You want me to be a genius or do you want me to fuck you?" • • • The Alexandrettia is the finest school in the state, known for producing the smartest, and most talented kids in America. 21 year old keen painter Mia Hanson managed to get a spot. She worked her whole life to get inside, to see the hallowed halls her biggest idols once walked through. But those very same halls gets vandalized one wild night, and the person responsible gets sentenced to do community service, working as a janitor to clean up his mess. With his brooding eyes, filthy mouth and body covered up in ink, Eli the type of guy you run away from; The type who only lives for the trouble; The type you just know packs a brain the size of a peanut. But when one of Fermat's biggest unsolved mathematical problems gets solved by an unknown source, rumors start as to who and where this genius might be... Well: Three guesses who?

A privileged runaway. A notorious pirate. A vengeful lawman. A bloodthirsty killer. A young woman turns to a life of piracy to escape a life of privilege, unwittingly reuniting with the childhood friend who abandoned her. Determined to forge a new life for herself, she denies the old feelings that his return have stirred up. They forge a temporary truce to achieve their ends. However, their uneasy alliance is tested by words unspoken and murky secrets. To survive in the harsh reality of their world, the pair must not only repair the damage between them, but uncover the secrets of the haunting myth who hunts them. Highest Rating #4 Historical Fiction.

Sammy can't get anything right. So when she's asked to save her sisters wedding, she jumps in with both feet, determined to prove herself more than just a clumsy oaf, as designated photographer for the day. But that's when she meets 'him'. The stranger in the Armani suit, and cowboy boots. The elusive Mr Mystery. The man with the voice like a lullabye and dangerously green eyes. And the problem is, he's stolen the memory card from her camera, and Sammy is about to go to any lengths, to get it back.

----- In serious need of revision! ----- Wanna-be journalist Kate Santoro would do anything for the scoop. Anything. Including finding her way into an underground club exclusive to only those in the Genovese mafia and the beautiful women they employee. What could be more perfect? She would stick to the shadows, snap a few videos, and write the biggest story New York has ever seen, therein making her a legend! Easy as pie. Until she gets found. A series of blatant lies and lucky breaks later and she is mistaken to be one of the workers underneath. While many might be terrified of this predicament Kate couldn't be more excited. The freedom to roam the area and talk to the members of the infamous brotherhood will leave no rock unturned. All she has to do is keep her cover until the night is over and the workers go home. What a fantastic position she is in! There are just two problems. One being him. Alessio. The Don, the Godfather, the Capo di tutti capi (the boss of bosses) who has taken a keen interest in Kate. Even that is something she could probably handle for one night. Except problem number two. They don't leave. Not at the end of the night, the end of the week, or even the end of the month. Alessio's interest in Kate threatens to expose her, something she would surely die from. He knows she doesn't belong but it's not as though she could have just waltzed in, right? By the time Kate realizes that not even the greatest scoop is worth the price, she is in far too deep to call it quits now. ~~~Praise for When The Sun Goes Down~~~ Natasha427: "It was so captivating that I may or may not have spent the last several hours holed up in my room frantically scrolling down to read more. I LOVED IT!" uninteresting17: "You're my soulmate. I love just everything about your writing." Daisy_Blue: "Has anyone seen my heart? It seems to have been ripped out and tossed across the ocean." NaughtyPlease: "I am beyond obsessed with this piece of literature heaven!!!"

The threat from the Apocalypse's Horsemen is over but the trouble is just beginning. Savannah Holmes, assistant to the Devil and winged missionary of God, struggles to cope in the aftermath of the battle of Times Square. The supernatural race has been publicly outed to the world on live television and her identity has been compromised. The world is struggling to adjust and chaos reigns. It is up to Savannah and the other Fallen to restore balance in the wake of the Horsemen but hidden foes are threatening to ruin it all ...and this time the threat is human. Will Savannah and her companions be able to save the day? Or will their luck finally run out?

Electra Jaeger is a dagger wielding, gun flashing huntress, hunting down the creatures of darkness. When it comes to the paranormal she's not picky--werewolves, ghouls, vampires, witches. It's all in a night's work. The Jaeger children were brought into the life after their mother's death at the hands of a werewolf, and it's all they've known since. Now, Electra's the only one who finds peace in the hunt. She hunts for her mother and herself, turning into a closed off, carefully guarded young woman. It's the routine that works for her until one person changes it all. He's new, he's straight-forward, and oh so confident, and for some reason his sights are set on Electra. She never expected to fall for anyone, let alone someone who didn't know about the paranormal world, but Jared's closer to the subject than she thinks. Electra realizes that the world of the paranormal is more complex than she'd thought, and she's forced to make a decision: to risk her life as well as the life of the man she loves, or to turn away and never look back. She must decide what she can live without. Who will she betray? Her family or herself? Find out in, The Huntress.

A/N 2023: currently updating but warning to new readers !! I wrote this story in 2014. I was in middle school or high school, I don't even know that's how long it's been : so please take that into consideration and enjoy the ride So how did I meet my beloved mate? Well, our first interaction there's really no way to start it off good. Okay I'm just going to go out and say it "I ran him over with my car. No, it wasn't on purpose! It just so happened he was out in the woods he ran in the street and wham. He ruined the front of my car. Oh! I mean I was so scared he was hurt. Before I didn't know he was my mate or what the heck a mate was. Unfortunately for me, I learned that the hard way with him constantly stalking me, and texting. It never end. Meet Samantha Garcia (A.K.A Sammy) This one human is going to save the Dark Lunar pack from falling apart. Josh, the cold hearted sadist, is the next alpha in line however, his parents are very reluctant in giving him the title. Many others in the pack don't want him as alpha unless he change his ugly behavior. So it's up to Sammy to change the Alpha's ways...whether she likes to or not

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se