Monsters don't hide under the bed anymore....atleast her's didn't. He sleeps with her, beside her, in her bed. They do not have horns and fangs anymore....atleast her's didn't. He was the most beautiful thing she ever saw. They are not all about hating you.....atleast her's wasn't. He loved her... beyond the definition of human love. He loved her more than humanly possible. He loved her a bit too much... Excerpt "Ahh," he pulled her up fisting her hair in his grip. She let out a yelp as her back banged into his jeep. Her eyes were on his, and his was screaming rage. He grabbed her jaw. "Say it again," he said. "I-I will always be y-yours," she repeated. "Say it with my name."I-I am y-yours Shahzain," Sitara said, and he leaned more into her. His grip around her jaw loosened, and his hand cupped her cheek and pulled open her naqab. He rested his forehead on hers. "You are Sitara. You are mine. Just mine...." His lips engulfed her's and his hands traveled to her waist. He pulled her closer to her, eating up the tiniest bit of space they had in between. He gripped his shoulders tightly as a reflex. Just like his eyes, his kiss was dominating too, making every breath of Sitara submit to him.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

No one can save her from him. Book Two.

(2) Like every new Louis Vuitton handbag, once another one comes out, the new one simply goes out of style. So did the New Girl, it became boring and irrelevant to Lena's new and updated status. Now, she's Manhattan's It Girl whether she likes it or not. With cameras aimed at her from every angle and Gossip Girl posting about her more frequently, her life is basically a foretold story. Summer's closing in and senior year is approaching rapidly, which means a crazy year for Lena but will college stress be the cause of it? She must face the unfortunate outcomes of broken promises made by love, friendship, and family. She also must try to keep her private life under wraps from Gossip Girl as everyone is now interested in the new conspicuous It Girl. A new threat also rises upon Lena, stirring up madness. How does the It Girl deal with new and upcoming conflict? She fights fire with fire. Season 2&3 •••Creds to Cecily von Ziegesar and the people who programmed the show, except for my characters and plots of course.•••

There are plus sides to being rich. Especially when it means you can afford to run away from your problems on the Upper East Side. For Quinn Watson, the problem is being knocked up by her best friend. The boy she has happened to be in love with since the day they first met. She had to escape the scandal that would have followed if people knew about her dirty little secret. After arriving back in New York City, can Quinn keep her baby a secret from her old best friends as she gets back into her normal life? Especially Nate. [GOSSIP GIRL] nate x ofc

In a world ruled by last names and social standings, Anastasia 'Anna' Hawthorne has it all. She is among Manhattan's Elite and is a force to be reckoned with in order to survive life on the Upper East Side. ~A Chuck Bass Fan fiction~

You've been best friends with Arthur since you were little, because your families were always close. But in the last 4 years you've had a massive crush on his older brother Charles and no one has known incase it ruins the friendship of you and Arthur. Does your crush on Charles turn into something more? Or do you keep it hidden to keep the friendship with Arthur?

Joanna Lauda was already a two-time world champion and no longer new to the sport, but what she didn't expect was a stubborn Dutchman who seemed to have a thing for her. But the Austrian had been alone all these years for a reason. An affair with an older man and a bitter rivalry with his best friend haunted her and threatened to damage her reputation. Trying her best to keep Max away from her for his own sake, she failed terribly.

Valerie Wolff is trying to get her life on track after the worst year of her life. When her father offers her the photographer's position at Mercedes for the new F1 season, she takes it, not expecting anything but stability. That's until the human version of sunshine decides she needs a little sun in her life. * I do not own any of the real people in this story. **All OC's and their stories are my own. *** I do not own any songs or lyrics mentioned or quoted in this story.

Sasha was looking for a a sign to change her life around... and it hit her like a tone of bricks Pierre Gasly fanfiction