"*Completed*"I froze the first boy I ever kissed. And I don't mean he got cold feet..." Megan is pretty unhappy when she's forced to move to a tiny, freezing town in Canada. It's going to be totally boring, right? Things heat up when she discovers that she possesses a growing power that's becoming more and more difficult to control. Not only that, but the power has attracted some interesting people. A smouldering young man who claims to be her rescuer, and his icy but attractive enemy. They're both claiming to be the good guy, so who exactly is she supposed to trust? Megan finds herself embroiled in an ancient battle between two kingdoms, slowly discovering an identity she never knew she had. Cover designed by Marie Tilmant

Cayan James is a 21 year old boy all alone in the world, desperate for work, and is willing to do almost anything to make ends meet; Roman Steele is a world class business man and a self made Millionaire, he can handle anything and anyone that comes his way, that is until his sister dies and left her one year old twins girls in his care. Roman is in desperate need of help, and Cayan is in desperate need of a job, what would happen when these two meet..... Will Cayan be able to keep his cool around the Sex God Roman? And will Roman to able to quench his will to control his little cute caramel nanny?.

Have you ever wish you can make someone disappear into the thin air without a trace? If your answer is yes then, Congratulation!!! You know exactly what I am feeling right now, as I sit across from Dmitry Zharkov the man I once loved with a burning passion, now as I look at him smirking cockily at me, I cannot stop the feeling of hate, that has the same burning intensity of the love I once had for him. How dare he tries to walk back into my life as if he owns it or me after all these years? He has some nerves demanding rights he does not have, wanting and expecting things to go his way, but what can you expect from an arrogant man like him, who has it all, the looks, the money, the cars, the houses and all the attention that comes with them. Looking at his handsome face with that devilish gleam in his smokey gray eyes as he runs them hungrily over me, all I feel is anger and even though my mind screaming 'DANGER' and 'RUN', I will not heed to it, no matter how dangerous he is I Zion Baker am not backing down, we will fight til the end, because I will never let him have what he thinks he can take away. Forgiveness they say is a powerful thing, but what they never tells you in that little speech, is how hard it is to give.

[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."

The society is dominated by them. They roam the streets, thinking that they own the world. Well, to be honest, they do own the world. We, humans, occupy inferior positions in the society while they hold the important ones. They have the high-powered jobs while the best that humans can do is to get menial jobs. They are gifted with power, wealth, and good-looks, so of course it makes sense if humans must bow down to them. Kiss their feet, worship the ground they walk on, let them do whatever they want with us, the lowly humans. Don't let their crisp suit, their charisma, and their dazzling smile fool you. Behind all of them, there is a monster, lurking and waiting for the right time to pounce. And to top it all, they snatch away anyone that they like, whether it's a girl or a boy, and stake a claim on that poor person in the most barbaric way. They bite them, and lock them away from other people. Other people think that it is okay for them to do that as they are the ones who keep our society from falling apart. They are the ones that bring peace in the world. So it's okay for them to basically kidnap a human as an exchange for the 'effort' that they give to save humans from destruction. At least that's what they think. And unlike other humans, I'm going to change that. This is a boyxboy story, so don't like, don't read

They walk among us. All three, living normal mortal lives. Cloe is graduating college; Lacey is getting married; Atria is bar-hopping and breaking hearts. Today, they are human. But they are also the three Fates—the all-powerful directors of human destiny. And they don't even know it. Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos did not always take mortal form. They dwelt in the Cave, working the Loom, till something happened on Olympus that changed everything one day. Since then, they've roamed the earth and led thousands of lives throughout its history. The Fates may not remember who they are, for now... but their legacy is not to be forgotten. And their story is just begging to be told. *A Wattpad Featured story* *Winner of 2014 Watty Award – Best of Interactive Storytelling* [PG-13 for adult language, non-graphic sexual content, mature themes]

"You said you would do anything I said, so jump." I jumped up wrapping my legs around his waist, holding onto his shoulders for support. "I'm going to make love to you, would you like that Juliet?" I couldn't help but moan at the hoarseness of his voice. New in town, Juliet thought finding a job would be hard but when she bumps into Thomas she's quickly thrown into a new environment, she becomes the new secretary of a brute of a boss. This office is full of new relationships. Will she survive in this new environment? Who will she fall for the gentleman or the brute?

Rory Wade is terrified of what happens to her when she sleeps. One morning, she wakes up to find bruises and scars covering every inch of her body. She doesn't know what's happening, but suspects it has something to do with her father's disappearance, which happened at the same time she started developing her sleepwalking symptoms. And then she meets Seth, the mysterious boy who walks with purpose and may have all the answers to her questions. Her idea of reality is shattered when her world collides with that of four teenagers who call themselves "Dream Crashers." They fight a war against demons who pray on humans in their vulnerable sleep states, except now they've encountered an enemy they can't face alone. They are interested in Rory because she possesses unique abilities that they can't explain. She discovers a part of herself she never imagined existed and the truth behind her father's disappearance. --- Started March 2014 | Finished September 2014 Parnormal #1 | Action #2 Wattys 2014 Winner for "The Best of Instant Addiction" Beautiful cover made by @Ashihara

CAUTION CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. "Say it, Allison," he said, his voice low as he trapped me against the rough wall. A shiver ran down my spine, his voice pulling at me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asked. I shook my head, afraid my voice might betray me. His teeth lightly grazed my neck causing a sigh to get past my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. He knew he was going to get what he wanted one way or another. I tried to slip away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them down tightly. He pressed his hard body against me. I was aware of every inch of him that was touching me. "Don't think you can just leave. We're not done yet." My stomach tightened at his words, the desire inside burning for him. My damn body at war with my mind yet again. He slid his hand up to the edge of my shorts, slowly working it's way up as his mouth trailed small nips from my neck to my collar bone and lower, stopping only when he reached the fabric. I could feel my resolve weakening as his hand reached its destination. "Say it," he demanded. I moaned, my head tipping back as he moved expertly. I wanted to say it then, I really did. But if I said the words, there was no going back. ***************** Allison Cole has just turned seventeen. Most girls would be excited, but she doesn't see it as anything special. She can now find her mate, wherever he is. But she doesn't put much stock in mates or true love. How could something like that be predetermined? Things only go from bad to worse when on that very day she discovers who her mate actually is. Will Allison be able to overcome her bleak thoughts about mates and accept hers? Or is the man bad enough to make her run away? Caught between her body, her mind, and what's best for her pack. Allison must make her decision. Is it worth it?