In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

Beta Gabriel Lodge. Beta to one of the most feared men in the country whilst being a terrifying one himself. He's not really sure what drew him to choose Adelaide as a mate. Maybe it was her soft beauty or her strong soul. All he knew is that when he saw her, he wanted her. Adelaide Greyson's friend was chosen by the most feared Alpha in the country at the Mating Ceremony. So when she runs to Adelaide's house for comfort, Adelaide ends up meeting Alpha Donnelly's, Beta. And what Beta Lodge wants, he gets. Adelaide must adjust to her new life but it's not as simple as she would have liked. ***** The intimate position makes my cheeks heat up. He looked down at me, to my bruised cheek. "You've been with me for only one day and you were already hurt," he said thickly and then let out a frustrated sigh, "you're too nice to be with me. You're too soft." Concern creased his features and I looked at him with wide eyes. "What's wrong with being soft?"

He was ruthless, shameless and heartless. Until he met her. She was sensitive, naïve and broken. Until she met him. He was the Alpha. She was a Rogue. They were opposites. Except, they had two things in common: The Mate Bond. And the Past. • Derek is the most feared Alpha of what is assumed to be one of the strongest pack of the United States of America. When he discovers that he has a little beautiful and broken mate, he's ready to go to any lengths to protect her. Kill or get killed protecting her. But Derek can't protect her from the truth. And he certainly can't change what's in their past. What happens when Ersa is posed with a threat that goes beyond physical hazard, when her past returns, memories rush back and the truth reveals itself. Can Derek save his mate? More importantly, can Derek save himself? • #18 in Werewolf as of 6 April 2020

** 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒅** When Äeya was promised to Neteyam when they were born, she thought that their life together would be peaceful. Things were peaceful and easy when they were children, but now the humans have returned and Neteyam has grown distant and cold. Will she follow him when the Sully family has to flee from their home and seek refuge with the water tribes, or will she let him go? ⚠︎ warnings - not a y/n ff! - spoiler warnings if you haven't seen "avatar: twow" ! - ao3 original!

"𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒, 𝑖 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑖'𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢" 𝗭𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗔 𝗗𝗜𝗗𝗡'𝗧 𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗘𝗖𝗧 to ever leave the forests of pandora. she had been there all her life, even if she didn't truly belong. she was different. there was something connecting her to the great mother, something beyond zana's understanding. zana just lived her life, growing closer to neteyam sully than she ever thought possible. they saw each other, in a way no one had before. 𝑎𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟: 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑵𝑬𝑻𝑬𝒀𝑨𝑴 𝑺𝑼𝑳𝑳𝒀 𝑥 𝑶𝑪

Cleveland Fayette. A 17-year-old innocent girl who has been through too much in her life. She has been used to never getting her hopes up, knowing all too well they will eventually come crashing down. The only thing constant in her life is the feeling of loneliness. Cleveland has never thought of filling that void with another person, but that was until she met Jayce. Jayce DaCoasta. A 20-year-old man who is controlled by his alternate personality disorder. He's closed himself off and never fully trusted anyone. He just wishes to be left alone, but when that doesn't happen, his other personality loves to express his anger with his hands. With the help of everyone that's had the pleasure of meeting him, he's well known for the damage he causes when his other personality takes over. His temper has always been a problem, but that was until Jayce laid his eyes on the little hazel-eyed girl. And he won't let anything get in his way of claiming his Baby Cleve.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

"I know you're a virgin but have you never been touched?" He asked, sliding his other hand down onto her leg. "What makes you say that?" Kat breathed, bracing her hands on the counter. "You react like someone who's never felt another's touch," Nex whispered, slipping his thumb under the band of her shorts. "So, have you not?" Kat opened her mouth to speak but stopped when his hand slid up from her leg, gliding up her stomach and stopping just below her breast. "Not even here?" He asked, following the curve of her breast with one finger, not touching, staying just below as he dragged it back and forth. "What about here?" He asked, sliding his hand down from her ribs to the bottom of her shorts then around to her butt, fingers nearly grazing it as he inched them up, under her pajamas. "I can say with certainty, never here," he said, lowering his other hand under the waistband of her shorts, touching the top of her underwear. "No, you've definitely never felt that before. I can hear your heart racing, I can feel your breathing, I can smell your body responding like it's never experienced these sensations before," he whispered, sliding a finger just underneath the band. "Should I answer its call?" #1 in demons on 6/15 -6/17/20! Again on 6/20 and 6/22-6/23! Sweet and innocent Katherine has a routine and is a little tightly wound. She was simply trying to rehearse lines for an audition. Next thing she knows, she's reading out loud her Latin lines and suddenly someone appears, claiming to be a demon she summoned to kill someone for her. Turns out demons can be hot. And he's getting pissed off she won't give him a name so he can kill and go home. The problem is, pissed off turns into something else and before he knows it, he wants to take away some of that innocence and loosen her up, or better yet, tie her up make her his. This is only available until Nov 1st, after that only on Patreon until published

In a world of monsters and gods, the Lupus Deus is the one being no one wants among them, especially not the gods that wronged him. Vivian Grey is as average as any werewolf comes, or at least that's what she believes growing up until she is confronted with the fact that her mate is the monster she heard stories about growing up. It doesn't take her long to realize that he is as cruel as whispered, as unfeeling as he is complex, and far more monstrous than believed. When push comes to shove she'll have to learn to navigate her own strength or risk being drowned in his. As a war between her mate and the gods that made him take place, love, might just easily become a double-edged sword. PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Link: https://www.amazon.com/Lupus-Deus-Werewolf-Sophia-Moore/dp/1644341271/ref=nodl_

When River crosses paths with a man who speaks to every hidden hunger inside her, their connection spirals into an all-consuming pull neither of them can resist-but is she Grayson's salvation... or his ruin? *** Everyone in River Avelle's hometown knows about Grayson Maddox-the troubled bad boy who almost killed another student in the middle of the school hallway. Those who look into Grayson's eyes only see pure fury and hatred. They all think he's beyond redemption, even Grayson himself. But not River. As the seemingly perfect good girl, River saw something more in those alluring grey eyes. Something worth holding onto. From the first time their eyes connect, both Grayson and River feel the intense, undeniable attraction between them...but neither of them understand what's pulling them together so fiercely. The closer they get and the more vulnerable they become, River has to wonder: is she saving Grayson from his darkness? Or is she just pulling him further into hers? *** He tips my head toward his with his index finger, keeping my eyes trained on him and driving me crazy with the primal look on his face. His grey eyes look heavy, filled with dark desire, and a shock runs up through my core. Everything around us disappears and all I can sense is him and the hardness pressing between my legs. "What are you doing to me, River?" he whispers, his voice raspy and utterly captivated. His face is lowering and I'm closing my eyes, waiting for soft lips to press against mine. My whole body is on fire as I hold my breath for his touch. *** Cover by @strayin