-Editor's Choice! Dec 2019 - 17-year-old Lucille Monteith wants nothing else to find her brother, who, despite what everyone says, she refuses to believe is dead. She'll do anything to locate him, to bring him back home safe, though it begins to dawn on her that she's hopeless in her investigation. After a tragic accident, brothers Cian and Vincent Horne were torn from their normal lives. Vinny stuck as an earthbound spirit and Cian becoming an angel of death, the two roam the earth together, unafraid of death and its meaning. When Vinny discovers that Lucie can see him, however, it changes everyone in the trio's lives, and Lucie finds she may not be so hopeless after all. Embark on this journey as an angel, a ghost, and a teenage girl search for a loved one, battle their demons, and fight to keep pulses beating.

Predator: one that preys, destroys, or devours. He was always the predator, always the one stalking and preparing to strike. Failure was not an option to him, not achieving what he desired was not an option. He spent his whole life with this mentality, that he was the predator. In the wild it was the survival of the fittest, and life was no different. Those were the rules he lived by. And everything and everyone could be prey in his eyes. Including her. Prey: one that is helpless or unable to resist attack. She had lived on her own for years, taking care of herself. She had survived even against the odds, with her dignity still intact in the process. Maybe her life wasn't what others expected or would want, it wasn't even what she wanted. But it was hers and she made the best of it, surviving on her own and under her terms. Until she meets him and turns her life upside down. She is no longer surviving on her own terms, but his. And there is nothing she can do. *The story will have underplays of power dynamics. Teasing, taunting. He is the predator and she his prey, but who is really going to be captured by who?*

*includes boyxboy* friendships & relationships request :)

slow updates until i sort myself out <3

Narrowly escaping an attack by wolves, Jaylin Maxwell is driven towards the alluring Quentin Bronx. Together, they unleash the beast inside Jaylin's heart. ***** Jaylin Maxwell has a strange relationship with wolves. They've saved his life before, but they're coming after him now. Attacked again, he only survives with the assistance of Quentin Bronx, a handsome man who brings his own wolf to the battle. Quentin is drawn to Jaylin, and despite their romantic tension, Quentin reveals a dangerous truth: there is a monster inside Jaylin, a monster that the wolves of the East are coming for. Under Quentin's guidance, Jaylin learns of his monstrous nature. Struggling to gain power over his body, and over his heart as he falls for the alpha protecting him, Jaylin prepares for the ultimate battle against the monsters coming for him-and the one inside himself. [[Winner of the 2018 Fiction Awards!]] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

"Everett" I called him when he paused in his tracks. I looked around and realized that we were right in the middle of a clearing. "Why did we stop here?" I enquired in bewilderment. Everett, who had his back to me, turned to face me. The hurt expression in his face didn't miss my notice even when he tried his best to conceal it from me, by giving me a small smile. "You know I love you right?" he asked me and I nodded happily. I knew my mate loves me and I love him too. He stepped forward, cupped my face in his hands and placed a light, feathery kiss on my forehead. "I'm doing this because I love you" he whispered, and then taking a step back, curled his fingers to form a tight fist. I stared at his fist and then glanced up to clash with his pacific blue eyes, "Doing what?" I prompted. Everett didn't bother replying; instead he shifted into his huge black wolf, compelling me to take a few steps back. 'Shift' he commanded through the link. I looked away not meeting his gaze because I didn't appreciate the way he commanded me. Nobody commands me. Nobody. 'I, Everett Green, Alpha of Waterwave Pack, am challenging you, Templar Green, White Wolf, for a fight'

Cuts raced up and down his arms, over more scars caused by a razor. As he lied on his bathroom floor, the blood dripping off his arm, painting a picture on the floor. He got to his feet; slowly and trying not to make a noise. He had relapsed, and hard this time. It was over five months ago when he stopped cutting; but today he just felt to low. The voices inside his head got to loud, and he needed them quiet. He washed off his arms, them cleaned up all the blood and wrapped his arm up. He walked out of the bathroom, head hung and shoulder dropped as he pulled down his long sleeve jacket and return to the boys. He had to be brave, but he also needed someone to save him. He was falling to pieces, and needed someone to super glue him back together and protect him. He was Niall Horan, and he needed a super hero. [Completed; 1-19-2014 ] © wxnderlessdreams 2014

⤷ something is wrong, i can't explain. everything changed when the birds came. [completed] → content warning: depression anxiety vomit mentions of: suicide abuse self harm

"Once upon a time, I met a boy who would smoke more than he'd weigh." in which michael is a quiet sixteen year old who ghosts through life without really living at all: that is, before he finds himself infatuated with a boy who flirts with death like life's a game [ completed : 09/12/15 ]

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