Amaya Hill had changed since she left Forks, Washington, her entire mentality altered. She grew a thicker skin and a better way of living, her fate chosen imprint far in the caverns of her brain. When she finally returns, the small town that once knew her is faced with a reality check. Sequel to: Sinful Desires | Jacob Black [1] COMPLETED

"I don't love you, Jacob. I love Paul, this imprint, this twisted, predestined fate made for us to be together isn't going to change my feelings for him." COMPLETED

❝Interesting, the only thing stronger than your craving for blood is your love for this one girl.❞ Allison Christopher had seen many states. She had moved around for as long as she could remember and she had never lived in one place longer than three years. So when her mother relocates them for the umpteenth time to Forks, Washington - a town that wasn't even on most maps - and tells her that it's their last stop for a while, the girl was skeptical. Allison didn't expect to befriend a family that came straight out of an episode of Supernatural, and she certainly didn't expect to fall in love with one of them. Allison promised herself she wouldn't form any attachments before she stepped foot into Forks, but then she met him and her entire world turned upside down and suddenly he was the one holding her down to Earth, not gravity. [twilight - new moon] [cover idea - @-voidallison]

[COMPLETED] ❝Death is inevitable. It's a promise made to us at birth.❞ Arielle is a studious young woman striving to be a chef. Her life is full of going to class, reading textbooks, and hanging out with her friends, until she meets Zayn. Zayn's an illegal street racer, and he wants her, but he's dangerous. He comes tumbling into her life, and everything is suddenly strewn about. What happens when one of Arielle's friends falls for her? What happens when Zayn gets twisted up with the wrong people? It's a story about lust, lies, and a love that develops at supersonic speeds, but suffers dire consequences. ➳ In which he loves nothing more than cars and winning, until he meets her. * Hypersonic is not a prequel nor sequel to this book. It is a re-imagination of it. Either can be read in either order (although it's not necessary to read Supersonic to understand Hypersonic and vice versa). I'd recommend reading Supersonic before Hypersonic, just because of certain character appearances that will make more sense, but again, it's not necessary! WARNING: This story has scenes of violence, mature content, sexual content, drug use/references and foul language, so please read at your own discretion. ALSO: Thank you for offers, but I do NOT allow translations. I apologize, but it's for my own personal reasons. Please respect my choice ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: there is mention of rape and/or sexual assault in this story Started: January 30, 2014 Completed: October 29, 2016

They lost a hunter, but more importantly, they lost a friend. Allison Argent was vital, a best friend, a lover, a fighter and now one of the casualties of the most dangerous war they've ever encountered. Now, the pack rises from the ashes and gain a few allies--and enemies--along the way. New species, new faces and new problems. Now, they can't go back and neither can newcomer Eden Flores who has to realize this new beginning won't exactly be as easy as she thought it would be and the most likely of allies are the ones you swore to be your enemies. [season 4] {book one of the Stiles/Eden series} WARNING: May contain mature language, graphic content and violence.

HIGHEST RANKING: #1 IN WEREWOLF [[*COMPLETED*]] Nova is the daughter of a Beta. And her mate? The Alphas first born son. When they discover what they are to each other, it's a little too late. Because her beloved mate has come home with his shame in tow. A she wolf he impregnated while training in the north for the summer. He shattered their moon. But the she wolf has a secret. And Nova isn't going to let her get away with stealing what is hers so easily. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ This story is full of twists and turns that will leave you crying, laughing, angry, throwing phones, etc. It is a journey that many have delved in over and over again, unable to let go of Nova, Eden, and Zaryn. I hope you too will love the story and accept the invitation to embark on a journey that will leave you fulfilled and leaves a smile on your face. Enjoy. COMPLETE

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

Emie has given up trying to find "the One." She's been on terrible date after terrible date. Living in LA has exposed her to a torrent of fake personalities and ridiculous actors. Her famous older sister, Lucia, is determined to help her find the right guy. Enter Tom, who Emie calls a "douchebag" and rails him for his "horrible British accent" the first time they meet. So, he may not be "the One" for her... But then, on a long trip to a tropical paradise for Lucia's wedding, Emie finds that maybe her expectations and assumptions were all wrong. All she needs to do is open her eyes and jump. For the love.

| ranked #1 | | 4.24.16| | completed | | wattpad featured story 8/17/16 | | winner of a collectors edition WATTY 2016 | "How many times do I have to say this until you accept it? Those people are mine, those soldiers are mine, you are mine." I freeze. "Well," I straighten my spine, tightening my fists," I am not to be owned by anyone, least of all you. And my people aren't either. I will not allow you to do this." "You won't allow me to?" He scoffs. "And how are you going to stop me?" "If you do not call off this awful plan, I will reject you, as my mate." highest rank: 1