I was too selfish with my actions. I forced her to stay at that restaurant, even when she had said she wanted to leave, then I left her there, only caring about what I was feeling at that moment, not considering what the press would do to her and now I watched what my actions ensued. I watched her as she continued to scream my name but to no avail, I had stupidly abandoned her, left to be eaten alive by those vultures. She was never going to forgive me. "Paparazzi are seriously messed up in the head. WTF!" He exclaimed sounding shocked, obviously watching it as closely as I was. I wanted to nod, agree with him in anyway, but I couldn't move. I couldn't take my eyes off the screen. Something....something about her agony brought a pain in my chest that I wasn't able to explain. It tore me apart completely. I kept watching even if my mind begged me to stop, I didn't comply. I glued my eyes to the screen, watching as she stuttered, cried and begged for them to leave her alone. At one point she looked really sick, like she was gonna pass out, but they kept clicking the cameras over and over until she vomited right there on the ground under the rain. My heart ached knowing that I had caused this. I saw the look of disbelief on her face, as they just kept filming and clicking, regardless of what state she was in. Obviously realising what a bunch of demons they were. she screamed as her tears flowed freely, begging them to leave her alone once again, but they wouldn't. I couldn't save her when she needed me the most, but I will find her and I will get on my knees and beg for her forgiveness no matter what. I watched as closely as I could. Every detail. Every word. Every click, so as to figure out ways at which I would destroy them all! **************** Hello beauties! Thank you for clicking on this book, and I hope you give it a chance. This is my very first time writing, so I'm not perfect. Thank you again and I hope you enjoy! I love you all❤❤

Ashley Caine is a very unique werewolf. She's the Alphas daughter. She doesn't want a mate but all that changes when she takes a run in the woods to relax and finds..."him". Xaiver Kingsley is a powerful, serious, possesive, Alpha looking for his mate. He will do anything to find her but he finds out she doesn't want a mate, that angers him. Poor Ashley is in some deep doodoo. ON HOLD

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Humor || Aria Daniels has one of the most vivacious personalities ever. She is a crazy teenage girl that is impossibly hard to drag down. So what happens when she finds a letter telling her that her brother has been kidnapped and won't be returned unless she pays sixty thousand dollars? She doesn't follow the rules of the letter and get the money. Oh no, in fact, she breaks into the kidnappers base with a bobby pin, steals their cupcakes, paints their abs with white paint and somehow ends up in London with a room full of gang members and a bright pink gun. This is one hell of a crazy story. ~~~~~ WARNING: This book is weird as fuck. It's no joke, I am telling you now that all the characters might as well be high on drugs the whole time because some of the shit they do makes no sense but I promise it will make you laugh (if not I'll give you a cookie). [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan