Some girls really just want to have fun. Delilah Harrison is that girl. After living a life constantly trying to meet others expectations. She's finally ready to live her life the way she sees fits. She will party as much as she wants, get wasted whenever she wants, and sleep with whoever she wants to. Delilah is ready to live her best life. She's ready to let her hair down. So, it really shouldn't be a surprised that she spends the night of her life with one wild boy. Jace Anderson is that wild boy. Wild Card. He's the heartbreaker, exciting, and extremely unpredictable. Every girl wants to date him. They all want Jace to rock their world and he's typically down for screwing around. Jace Anderson has always had it easy, especially with the ladies. What Jace wants Jace gets! That's into the one and only Delilah Harrison comes into town shaking up Jace world completely. What happens when the wild card and the wildflower decide to screw around? Jace has been completely caught off guard. He never expected in a million years to want more than fun with anyone. He never expected to have a deep connection with anyone but that's exactly what he feels with her. The only problem is Delilah Harrison is Delilah Harrison and she doesn't want to be serious with no one, especially with someone who has been with everyone. Delilah Harrison just wants to have fun.

Book 2 of (The Awakening Series) I'm a She-wolf who happened to be born on the day of The Awakening. My people once believed that the day when Luna passes directly behind earth and into the shadows was the day of new beginnings. The day of rebirth! They once called those particular days.... Luna passing days! For centuries Werewolves believed that in the year 2081 on the Luna passing day. Our creator and savior the moon Goddess would once again walk the earth. Even the Lycans who are believed to be direct descendants of the moon goddess believed in Luna passing days. All of my people were wrong, Lycans included. The Luna passing day in the year 2081 was marked as The Awakening. For humans, it was the act of the vampire species coming into awareness of the human world. To Werewolves, it was the day we have knocked off our high horses. Well, that's how I see it anyway but I'm no ordinary She-wolf. My kind usually thrives just thinking about spilling vampire blood. They always have. I honestly feel like we all can get along. Seriously, holding on to grudges never did anyone any good. It's pointless. We should all co-exist. I truly thought I understood the pain of losing your loved ones. I knew it cut deep but I never truly understand how fucking deep it hurts. You see I use to believe that most vampires were just misunderstood. I use to believe that the only way to stop the bloodshed is to forgive and forget. How fortunate for me, that funny word name fate decided to show me otherwise. The Vampires took someone extremely important away from me. They crushed my soul when they took her life. I'll never forgive them. For the first time in history, my people were right I'll never heal. Especially, now! I'm living with this ruthless Vampire King who insists on calling me his chosen but the sickest part of it all is he is actually my mate. #1 in Vampire/Romance # 2 in series Unedited. Cover Created By:@Autumnsewell

Book 3 (The Awakening Series) I live my life to the fullest. Killing every vampire who's unfortunate enough to cross my path, yup I kick ass. I'm such a badass. My people tend to say that I'm full of myself and big-headed. Bingo, they are correct. My gang doesn't seem to mind though and that's why they are my gang. I love those bitches! Fuck fake friends by the way. That's exactly why I was down with tagging along with the gang when we received word that my half-brother managed to escape the demons and wanted to team up with a pack of dogs to defeat North America Demon King. Besides the fact, that I had absolutely nothing else better to do but fuck with the demons, hunt them down, pull out their hearts, and set their remains on fire. I'm a hunter. The baddest huntress you will ever encounter. That's what I was created to do. Hunt. But then it all went sour. Unfortunately for me, fate decided to be a huge bitch and to once again turn me the hunter into the hunted. The bitch totally screwed me! I had it all control into that bitch came along. Yup, fate! She shoved a huge fuck you, up my sex! But it's okay, because she also screwed the demon who's hunting me. The Barbaric Vampire Kings is coming for me. Once again, he won't rest into I'm dead. Yeah, yeah! I heard it all before. The Barbaric fool just wants to silence me and honestly, I can't blame him. I would too if I was him to be quite frankly. He wants to stop me from telling the world that I'm his beloved. Yup, the Hunter hating Vampire has been matched with a Hunter, one of the last remanding hunters of the bloodline that he hates. Ha! Ha! Ha! See? Fate said fuck him too! How sick can fate be? Anywho, I'm ready for him. We are all ready for him and of course, my gang is down to ride. One fight we all fight that's our motto and if my lovely inamorato continues down this path. He will get what he wants. He will die. Trust me. I'm Beretta Banks, baby, and I will never go out without a big bang!

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Book 4 of The Awakening Series The Malicious Vampire King. My Paramour. Marcellus Throne, the now infamous Malicious Vampire King, has been promised to me since the day he took his first breath. Even before then, our fates were written in the marrow of creation. My first vision, the one that burned itself into my memory before I even understood what I was, was of him. It has always been him. His face. His power. His darkness. Until the night he slept with my sister. That single act shattered every prophecy, every divine whisper, every foolish belief I had in fate. The bond that was supposed to unite empires instead became a curse waiting to be cast. And now, centuries later, the bastard decides to host a mockery of love, a televised "quest for his beloved" as if our story were nothing but royal entertainment. So I came to his kingdom, ready to remind him that destiny is not a joke, and neither am I. Ready to curse him for every ounce of arrogance that dripped from his name. Only for him to turn around, before the entire world, and declare that I am his fated beloved and he's right! He's fatally fucked! Ha.

A mom who has alexithymia is raising an autistic toddler. Ashauri had never known what happiness truly meant until she fell pregnant with her beautiful son, Cashton. Sadly, after she gave birth, the happiness she once felt went away and her life went back to being empty emotionally. With her son being autistic, Ashauri is relieved she doesn't have to fake a smile or make her voice higher than normal to give off the impression she's in a good mood. Her son couldn't tell the difference. Despite the rumors, Ashauri and Cashton's bond is like no other; they understand one another better than most. A simple glance can either make or break their decision on whether to continue whatever it is that has their attention. The two didn't depend on words because neither of them enjoyed talking. Apathetic: having or showing little or no emotion; indifferent. Alexithymia is when a person has difficulty experiencing, identifying, and expressing emotions. Intermittent explosive disorder involves repeated, sudden episodes of impulsive, aggressive, violent behavior or angry verbal outbursts in which you react grossly out of proportion to the situation. -