Lily Morgan knew she was different, but that had nothing to do with her supernatural abilities. In a world of abnormal creatures she was an outcast. With no idea what species she is, Lily keeps her head down throughout school; juggling boring and unusual subjects and research in the library for the lost records of the supernatural. Until a rainy day when her creature unleashes - the calm before a brutal war of a storm. Wolves catch her scent. Vampires crave her blood. Witches curl their magic in fear. Fairies tremble on fractured wings. For Lily Morgan, school was the least of her worries. Typhoon is part one - completed at 110,000 - 120,000 words Tempest is part two - completed at 100,000 - 110,000 words Typhoon: Watty Awards 2019 Contender (c) Elizabeth H. Blake

SEQUEL to Not Your Luna--The Broken Bond The man I thought I lost in a tragic plane wreck was alive...well physically. He was not the man, the father, I knew and loved. This man was different. Not only did I have this little fact slapped in my face but now I had to deal with a very vocal and demanding know it all voice in my head, a mate that I wanted to rip apart on a good day and a friend that I was having conflicted feelings for. Oh and I cant forget about the cousin of my so called mate. Ah and to top it all off I had to decide whether or not to fight or run from my so called father. My life just rocked! NOT

Iris Henson joined Visco's World; it is the hidden, underground fighting tournament in her school. Though heavily kept from public, it was sponsored by the rich and powerful for the sake of entertainment. Whoever reaches the top will be granted one wish, and Iris will do anything to get her hands on it. Although, what's in Visco's World? Wild boys. Lots of 'em. (reverse-harem. if anyone's unfamiliar, it's where the heroine is surrounded by two or more male leads)

"You're an asshole," I blurted. "You're such an asshole that your actual asshole is jealous." Silence. What the hell did I just say? Out of all the insults, I choose one that makes the least sense? Damn it, why couldn't I just have been born normal... Wait, never mind. Psh, screw sanity. "Can we keep her?" Tyler suddenly says, bouncing on his tippy toes. "Please, Keith? Can we keep her? Huh, huh, huh?" What am I, a pet? "Keith" whipped his head towards Tyler so fast I could've sworn I heard a crack. "Keep her?" he echoed. "No, Tyler, we can not keep her." Thank you. "She's utterly useless to us, and you want to keep her?" I gasped, placing a hand over my chest. Useless? Damn, these people are rude as hell. "But," Tyler whined, walking over to me. I tensed all over when he squished my cheeks together. "Look at how adorable she is. She's just so innocent... you'd never suspect anything bad from her." Keith expression changed, to one I knew very well from my experiences with Val. Lightbulb. "Tyler, you are a genius," Keith says. Tyler's hands stop squishing my cheeks. "I am?" "He is?!" everyone else says. Keith doesn't reply, just keeps on grinning wickedly. And suddenly I have a feeling that I am not gonna make it out of here alive. - WARNING: VERY CRINGE WORTHY MATERIAL NOW AVAILABLE TO PURCHASE http://www.lulu.com/shop/angel-zenith/the-gangleader-kidnapped-me/paperback/product-23087208.html Highest Rank: #1 in Humor April 19, 2015 CoAuthor: DreamCreature

(COMPLETED | UNDER EDITING) Fresh out of college, Veronica Odair is hired as a forensic scientist at the infamous B.E.A.R. Laboratories. She is put to work on the classified Tekula Project, but certain events lead her to question her job. What is so dangerous about Level 5? Why do her tests come back increasingly strange? What secrets are B.E.A.R. Laboratories hiding? Veronica plans to find out. ▪▪▪ Brown eyes, nearly obscured by rich locks of dark hair, stare into my light green ones with an intensity which nearly causes my knees to wobble. I can hear nothing but the thudding of my heart beating wildly in my chest, the sounds of the sirens turning into white noise at the back of my mind. I back up until my spine connects with the elevator doors. I shiver as my bare arms come in contact with the cool metal. "Someone help me, please," I beg. The man stalks closer still. His eyes are fixed solely on me, unmoving, intense. His fists are clutched tightly against his sides, as though restraining himself in some way. Restraining himself from what, I don't want to know. The man stops only an arm's length away from me. I stare up at him with wide eyes, my lips parted in fear. I stand frozen, unable to move. I shut my eyes, turning my head away. Laboured breathing, the touch of fingertips on my bare shoulder, breath on my lips. A heavy, deep inhale. Slow exhale. A forehead against mine, shaky hands cupping the back of my neck, fingertips sliding into my red locks. My eyes open to meet the warmest pair of honey eyes. Cover by AnnaCharles16 #4 in ROMANCE? THE HECK? #2 in Werewolf #1 in Young Adult #1 in Lycanthrope ~ ~ ~ Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

I grew up in a world where dragon riders were revered for not only their bravery and looks, but also for their intelligence. Children would spend days on end studying just in the hopes that they would get accepted to the Rider School, and those who did get accepted left their homes like kings, followed with respect and well wishes. It had been years since a dragon rider had been accepted in the Rider School from my town, which was understandable since we boasted a population of only 100 kids in the acceptable age range. Every year we were visited by the Counselor, the man who decided who would be accepted, and every year at that time our town lit up. Festivities lasted the Counselor's whole stay, with competitions to test children's intelligence, stamina, strength, and looks set up to look like games. Every year my brothers and I would be disappointed by our results, until my 15th year, when everything changed.... If you are reading this on a site other than Wattpad I did not consent for my work to be shown on that page and you are at risk for malware.

Sang Sorenson. Violinist. Victor Morgan. Pianist. Both are household names, but one isn't said without the other. Not since they became everyone's favorite couple. Again, they make beautiful music individually, but when they perform together it's like nothing you've ever heard. In fact, when they're playing music together is the only time in public that they aren't putting on a performance. Their relationship in the eyes of the rest of the world is a performance to keep the press and their families relatively happy. When it's just Sang and Victor, though? That's when they're real. And through the stress of their families, through their shared distaste of fame, and through all the trials they must face, they form an unbreakable bond. Through Victor, Sang gets to meet the rest of the Blackbourne Team and experience true friendship, along with finally knowing what it feels like to have a family who doesn't care where you live, how much money you have, or what you look like. With the Blackbourne Team, Sang finds her true family. Ghost Bird Story. Idea from @JalizaBurwell

Since she was eight years old, Sang has been living with an abusive family that's hated her. When they move to South Carolina, she finally gets the courage to run away - but at what cost? Note: All primary characters portrayed are those of CL Stone, author of The Academy series. I'm receiving no financial gains from this, nor will any be sought. Some scene settings/dialogue can be found in her first novel, but the primary arc of the story is my own. Photo credit: "Dark Clouds Approaching" by Benson Kua/Flickr

Abriella "Ace" McKenna was a Navy Seal who lost her arm when she accidentally stepped between her team mate and a sniper. She gets her walking papers, so she decides to head home for a while. Then word comes that her team's been hit hard. Will they fall apart, or time friendship forged in times of war stay strong as steel?

16 year old Isabelle Montgomery had one mission: take care of her terminally ill mother. Beside her mother as she took her last breath, she revealed a secret. Isabelle's biological father lived, but doesn't know of her existence. After her mother loses her fight to cancer, Isabelle takes on a different mission: avoid Child Protective Services. So, she made her way to Jean, Nevada, filled with hope that her father was exactly where her mother left him 17 years ago. Jackson Montgomery never wanted children. And when he became President of The Bloody Skulls Motorcycle Club, he only cared about his club and himself. But when Isabelle comes into his bar, claiming to be his long lost daughter, he takes her in. And decided then, that he was going to raise her the only way he knew. The way of a Biker. Lucy_Pearl COPYRIGHT © 2016-2017 Ages 14+ Words 65,000+