"Come on babe." Evan insists. "Please? For me?" I look around, considering my options. The party has started to die down, and the small lake further into the woods is pretty concealed. "Fine." I sigh, grinning. "Really?" He smirks. "You'll skinny dip with me?" I pause. "Sure." "Great." He says. "I love you Harper." <><><><> Harper is your typical good girl. Shy, quiet, and reserved. So everybody is surprised when she manages to land a guy like Evan. Prom King, quarterback, ladies man. Evan introduces her to a new world, a world of popularity. And Harper tries to be the best girlfriend she can be. But one night, it all falls apart, and Harper is left in a mortifying situation. Naked. Luckily the River boys are around to save the day. After a few pictures of course.

Ezra Harland, dubbed as the ultimate ladies man and the suave player who breaks girls' hearts left and right, is off to college. His bad boy ways, timely quips, sweet as fuck charms, and horny as hell Beta-blood make him the most irresistible combination to walk the earth. After being surrounded by happy couples 24/7, he has given up his pursuit of 'The One', and is heading to HillBridge Uni at his Alphas' insistence, expecting the worst few years of his life ahead of him. Theon Berkeley, a player who plays the players. You think you've met bad boys, before? Think again. His dark, brooding personality and silent, mysterious-aura are what that labeled him the worst of them all, the king of the bad boys. After wiping out the entirety of the female population in his little pack and bored out of his mind without new options, he's off to HillBridge Uni, where girls are aplenty and the fun never ends. Nyah Pineda, commonly known as the second born kid who had to step in and become the Alpha at the last minute. Although, don't ever make the mistake of assuming she's the good-girl she used to be. After almost tearing apart the mouths that said she couldn't do it and taking down the five men who challenged her for it, she developed a backbone of steel and an attitude to match. Following the year she took off to perfect her responsibilities, she's finally gotten enough time to breathe. And, to go to college. Three vivid personalities. Three different stories. All hoping for a change. When fates inevitably bring them together, they all can't help being baffled by the impossibility of the situation. How was the Beta supposed to give up his position and move? How were two straight guys supposed to be each other's Mates? How was the female Alpha supposed to have two Mates, when she wasn't even ready for one? The solution? Go with the flow and share Nyah. No 'homo', whatsoever. Too bad for them, the Mate-bond didn't work that way. It was either all or nothing.

❝The more you hide your feelings for someone, the more you fall for them.❞ * Beta Ezra Harland gives a new definition to the words 'Tall, Dark and Handsome'. His bad boy ways, sweet as fuck charms, horny as hell Beta-blood and big heart make him the most irresistible combination to walk the earth. The cherry on the icing-filled cake? He's half-Saudi Arabian and half-Brazilian and sinfully sexy as a result. The worst part of it all? He KNOWS it. High school is over and Ezra is almost done with this Mates business. When he's reluctantly coerced into going to College, the last thing he expects is to run into his only childhood nemesis, the little girl who's life he'd once made hell. The same little girl who's now no longer a little girl, but is all ALPHA. And the funniest thing of it all? it seemed that she is his Soulmate. It's time for Ezra's story. * Ezra's PoV: "Oh my Goddess! Out of all the people in the world, it's Ezra Harland!" She sighs quietly in shock and her melodic voice sends goose-pimples racing down my bare arms. The sound of my name in her tongue almost makes me fall to my knees right there. Abort mission. Abort mission! Seneca and Micajah gasp, and the meaning of her words finally register past the thick fog in my brain. I cross my arms across my chest, glowering at her shocked expression without missing a beat, "Out of all the people in the world, I can't believe it's you, either." I snap, rolling my eyes. "I have no idea in what way the Goddess thought we were ever gonna be a good couple." "I second that." "Good, there's something we agree on." Nyah shakes her head, standing up. "It was nice talking to you, Micajah. And see you around, too, Alpha Mordecai." She grabs her cell phone off the table and leaves, brushing past me in a hurry. The tingles on my chest where her shoulder brushed against me? They're real. Man, I'm so screwed.

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

Sequel to Envy top & g!p Y/n

honestly I suck at descriptions but it's a Vanessa Moe/You book. Just read it yo. G!p you Highest rake: #34

Second book to Alpha wasn't sure whether to write but I did anyways. Let me know whether you like it. Thanks

Lesbian story so don't read if that offends you, hope you like it.

NOTE: 68 Days and Counting is going to be published! The story has been split into two books and slightly altered for publication being renamed: Hitting the Crossbar (April 18th 2023) and Across the Line (April 2024). You can now buy Hitting the Crossbar here: https://books.wattpad.com/shop/p/hitting-the-crossbar Description: Sequel to first draft of The Bad Boy And the Tomboy. Macy Anderson and Sam Cahill are together in Manchester, England living the new university life with new friends, soccer teams, experiences, and more. Through their ups and downs navigating their first year in a new setting, follow along once again for the pair's new challenges in their relationship and their love of soccer. All Rights Reserved- ©nikki20038 No honestly, you copy this book, I will hunt you down and-kidding but you'll be in some serious shit :) #5 in Teen Fiction (5/2/17) Cover~ @Purplerabbit474789