Sam was the lonely wallflower of her pack. She was the goodie two shoes that was as innocent as an angel; she never drank or smoked. But when she reached the mature of 17, she finds her mate, the one and only alpha-too-be. But when he realised that she was his mate, he did not think twice about rejecting her. A heartbroken Sam disappears from the pack without a trace. But a year and a half later, Sam winds up on the borders of her old pack, wounded and in need of help. Will the alpha who rejected her, help her? Can he accept that she has changed? Will she let herself live out her last days happy? 'I can't stop crying.' @JulietBanzuela 'this was by far one of the best werewolf stories ive read on here && i normally dont read this particular genre :).' @koko_bby ''m crying so hard! I love how it wasn't cliche!' @Karinaleon48 'Omg I'n crying and can't stop. You wrote this chapter so beautifully. I can't describe how good your story was. Just know that it was amazing and the ending was so fitting. This is a story that will forever have a special place in my heart.' @IlseBakker

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭. . . . . . . . . . . Living in The Colony was all Josie knew. To the outside world it was a cult of brainwashed victims all under the spell of Kade Rogers, but to her it was home. That was up until a series of events that led up to her escape. If only fate wasn't so cruel as to lead her away from one monster and put her directly into the hands of another. Now, with a new sense of determination, Josie explores the world outside of The Colony and learns the hard way that trust is a dangerous weapon of destruction. Trying to lead a normal life starting college proves to be impossible after meeting Nico Blaine. He was everything she was suppose to stay away from. But when Josie lay's eyes on the tattooed beauty, she can't help it. What starts out as a innocent infatuation turns into a twisted tale of betrayal. .. . . . . . . . . . - Dark romance - Explicit sexual content - Mature themes - Criminal - Villain - Anti-hero #1 goodgirlxbadboy #1 darklove

Liliana has always had a bad life. Ever since she was five, her mother would date the wrong people who would corrupt her, and she was the one who always got hurt. The abuse was usually mental, but then Liliana turned ten, and that's when it became physical. Four years later, she finds out that her mom died in a car accident and has to go live with her older brothers who she has no memory of. Will her brothers welcome's her with open arms? Will she learn to let them in? Will they find out the truth of her childhood? TRIGGER WARNING: includes abuse and mental health like anxiety, depression, and self harm

"The fuck you are leaving me." His roar cracked through the hall like lightning. Ara didn't blink. She stood there, calm as death, done to her core. No tears. No tremble. Just a weary exhale as she turned her back on him - the one thing he never thought she'd do. Before she could take a step, his hand shot out, gripping her arm like he was holding on to life itself. "Where are you going, Ara!" His command shook the pack. But she wasn't his to command. Not anymore. Ara ripped her arm free with a force that made even his wolf recoil. "Don't. Touch. Me." Her aura slammed into him, cold and merciless. "You think I'll stand here and watch you mate and breed her?" she hissed, every word a dagger. His throat bobbed. "She meant nothing." She laughed - sharp, broken, brutal. "Yeah? That's why you were fucking her in your office? Couldn't even hide the scent of your betrayal." "Ara, it was a mistake-" She stepped closer, eyes blazing. "Your mistakes come in episodes, Alpha. Season one, season two, season three. You don't make mistakes. You make choices." He swallowed hard. "I don't need her. I need you." "Lies," she spat. "Every damn sentence you breathe is a lie. I can't even look at you without feeling sick." He flinched like her words physically hit him. "That female behind you?" she pointed, not bothering to glance. "Perfect for you. Go mark her. Breed her. Hell, fuck her for all I care." Her voice cracked - but she kept going, blade steady even when bleeding. "I don't need you. Not anymore." His knees crashed to the floor. The mighty Alpha. On the ground. For her. "Ara... I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry." His voice broke like he finally understood what loss tasted like. She stared at him with a sad, devastating smile. "Isn't it too late for that, Mate?" One tear escaped - and she crushed it away with her thumb. Then she turned. Walked. Didn't look back. But he didn't chase her. Because he knew. He didn't just lose her. He wrecked her.

Zoila inherited her autism from her mothe-and a longing for the gentle, steady love her parents share. But loud crowds, sudden noises, and unpredictable days make the world feel overwhelming. Then she meets Ezra, a quiet, patient boy who understands her in ways no one else ever has.

Married to brilliant surgeon Ciaran Wilson, the man who once stood in pouring rain just to drive her home, Leah spends her nights with cold dinners and broken promises while he saves lives at the hospital. Leah faces a heartbreaking question: how long can Madame keep waiting for a husband who no longer chooses her?

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

After the Lycan overtake of the government, many things changed for humans. This includes Paige White, who because of being human, is mistreated, beaten up, and forced to live in the slum area, a specific area made for the lowest race in the current world; Homo sapiens. After having turned 16, she is forced to attend the mating ball, a ball for the werewolves to meet their mate, something Paige and her parents have always prayed to not happen to her, but in vain. *** I let my fingers brush against the back of the books, feeling myself becoming giddy at all the different titles. I turned around and went over to another bookshelf, bending my knees to look closer at the books on the bottom shelves. My muscles froze in place when I heard the door opening, a line of light spreading next to me. I closed my eyes, praying that my snooping wouldn't end up being the death of me, before abruptly straightening out my knees, and then slowly turning around. Because of the light coming from behind him, all I could see was a tall broad-shouldered silhouette, a pair of eyes lighting gold. My heart stopped in my chest. "Mine."

My works #12 //. Part One : All I've ever wanted was to be Accepted, rather by others close to me or even just my mom. Part Two : It's just some things in life that you have to learn to accept, whether it's disapproval from ones close to you, a person you thought you loved or a person you used to call a friend. • • • DiaTheLit™ ©2016 all copyrights reserved

Excerpt: "I hate you! I scream walking backwards. "No you don't mami." he replies smirking and walking towards me. "Don't call me that." I say. Him calling me mami just does somethings to me. As I say this I hit the wall behind me. Crap I think. Trapping me against the wall he asks, "don't call you want mami, mami?" His cool breath fanning my face and that oh so familiar smirk stretches his. Weakly I reply, "I hate you Juan Manuel." "So who do you love then, that little boy from school." he ask kissing my cheek. Thinking it will make him jealous I agree. "Yeah that him. thats who I love. But it doesn't make him jealous, instead it makes him chuckle. "Wrong novio, you love me, just as I love you." With that he slowly grabs me by my waist, pulls me towards him and kisses me deeply and passionately. And not one moment do I fight the kiss or try to correct him. Because the words that escaped his month were nothing but the truth. Love stories in a love story.