"There's something so fascinating about your innocence," he breathes, so close I can feel the warmth of his breath against my lips. "It's a shame my own darkness is going to destroy it. However, I think I might enjoy the act of doing so." Being reborn as an immortal isn't particularly easy. For Rosie, it's made harder as she is sentenced to live her life within Time's territory, a powerful Immortal known for his callous behaviour and unlawful followers. However, the way he appears to her is not all there is to him. In fear of a powerful danger, Time whisks her away throughout his own personal history. But going back in time has it's consequences; mainly which, involve all the dark secrets he's held within eternity. But Rosie won't lie. The way she feels toward him isn't just their mate bond. It's a dark, dangerous attraction that bypasses how she has felt for past relationships. This is raw, passionate and sexy. And she can't escape it.

Rachel Vaughn is being hunted by something... unexplainable. And she can't help but think it has something to do with Luc, the handsome but mysterious guy who lives next door. { Book I of The Psychic Curse } After her boyfriend cheats on her, Rachel Vaughn needs a fresh start. She finds it in a new apartment, and despite having some seriously weird neighbours, she quickly settles into her new home. But her cozy little apartment soon becomes hostile as strange things start happening. Small things start to go missing, she hears voices at night, and once... once Rachel swore she heard a growl. Though her friend Polly fears Rachel may be losing her mind, it soon becomes clear that Rachel is being hunted by something... unexplainable. And she can't help but think it has something to do with Luc, the handsome and mysterious guy who lives next door. Eerie, thrilling, and romantic, The Psychic Next Door twists, turns and tortures you until its heart-stopping climax. Rankings ----- Previously featured on Wattpad Featured on the Wattpad Stars profile #1 in #Psychic #1 in #Spirit #1 in #Haunting / #Haunted #2 in #Ghost #3 in Paranormal

The Golden wolf is a myth among werewolves, no one has seen it and who ever has, didn't survive to tell anyone. Six hundred years and Andorra Hannah still looks the beautiful age of eighteen, she is quick, powerful and deadly. Everyone has heard the myth of the werewolf elder but no one ever expected her to be a woman especially since there are very few woman wolves in history. When a town sparks Andorra's interest she decides to stay, but she never expected what she found there. (Re-Written Version) Has reached: #54 in featured #25 in romance!

"Mommy has to go now, okay?" I nod my head. "Tell me the rule before I go darling." I look up at my mothers worried face, then smile. "Absolutely never, under any circumstance, leave this tower. And never invited anyone inside!." She kisses the top of my head, "That's right baby. Goodbye, we will see each other again." She turn and walks out the tower door, closing it shut. I rush to the window and mumble, "Goodbye, Mother." ---- She was the princess in the tower, and how could he resist that?

Take a self-conscious slightly chubby female and throw in a cocky man who probably stepped right off the front cover of a magazine, and throw them together to plan a wedding. Things weren't going to be smooth as the icing on the cake. Throw in a stray cat, a potential boyfriend, her ex, a crazy bat shit mother, a pizza delivery, a secret from the past and numerous accidents, these might just be enough for Violet to realise that weight didn't weigh that much when it came to love.

SHOOKT 1.0 Nora is a solid fangirl who managed to get her crush's cell number from her big brother (without him knowing). She texted him everyday, sending him encouraging messages and inspiring quotes from her favorite books and movies. Arch, the athlete that's currently dominating the UAAP Men's Basketball season A.K.A. Nora's ultimate crush, never once replied. One night, instead of an inspiring text, Nora accidentally sent him a rant. And what do you know? Arch finally texted back. LIT AF 2.0 Sabrina had expected to fangirl at Wanderland, the annual music festival for indie music in Manila. But what she didn't expect was to fangirl over someone she hadn't seen in years. Her high school crush came back into her life, looking hotter than ever - gone were the boy-next-door features, now a man through and through. But the thing was, even though he was the highlight of her high school years, was she his? Did he remember her name? Did he recognize her face? What if he doesn't even know her at all? WHOMST 3.0 Chie's world has always been crazy. During the day, she goes to class. During the night, she attends events. On weekends, she meets up with friends. Ansel likes to keep things easy and simple. He goes to basketball practice before and after school, he keeps his grades above average, and he drinks his Saturday nights away. Girls? They just come and go. What if one day, a girl came into Ansel's life and stayed? What if one day, the girl who was once his life came back? Would he break Chie's heart for someone who broke his? But the ultimate question is, would Chie let him?

"A King is not complete without his Queen." This is a story. A story that is far too unreal for anyone believe. A story that everyone should believe in. A story about love and death. A story so powerful that even the greatest and scariest leaders will kneel for it. A story about a woman and a man. A story of how a tiny mere human girl who made the werewolf King kneel in front of her because she shed a tear. This is not the fairytale that you thought you knew COMPLETED

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

Arabelle's forced by her parents to get a vampire slave even though she detests having slaves. This is the adventures of having a vampire slave and falling in love with one. READ IT!!