"Are you..are you my mate?" I asked, as I stuttered, and blinked. "What?! You high? I'll never have a mate as fat as you, and as ugly too. Get lost." He said, his eyes holding something so unfamiliar to me. I felt tears brimming but refused to let them fall, as I stared up at him, straightened my back, held my chin high and replied.' What if the person that meant the most to you rejected you? What if they just tossed you away like a piece of garbage? When your siblings and father treated you like crap, and the reason being you are overweight, ugly, acne-faced girl. Wouldn't you be so humiliated? Well, that was the case for Natasha Gomez. She was the daughter of the Beta of the MoonLight Pack. While her three older sisters and twin brother look like they just came out of a magazine, she was the odd one out. The day the Alpha's son Logan turned seventeen, he found his mate, who was Natasha. He rejected her and made her feel like utter crap, just like the rest of her family. When Natasha couldn't take it anymore, she left. Never looking back. Until that day, her 19th birthday. Now she's back prettier, skinnier, and stronger then ever. Join Natasha in her journey and battles with tears, hardships, murders, and of course, falling in love. ---- WARNING---- I wrote this when i was 11-12. Very immature. LOL

(Book #1 of The Rejection Chronicles) Rejected... That's what I get... I get rejected by the one person meant for me? I looked forward to finding the one guy who would not judge me and it turns out its the Alpha's jerk of a son. Come to find out he knew for a long time, in fact he knew since I was sixteen. Well that's it Mr. Alpha's boy I am going to make you regret rejecting me.

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

What happens when Payton tries to fit in with her room mates by going out. Payton soon finds herself in a situation with one of Las Vegas gangs. She's soon picked by the Harry styles forcing her to do whatever he pleases.