Killian King; cold, distant, dominant, and possessive over what's his is top dog at school and known as the bad boy, so what happens when Finnick Green, the nerdy shy and socially awkward boy, trips into his life and creates an uproar that leaves his alpha wolf trembling.

"maa.. I can't marry him" "why?" "because.. because.. he is a professor" "so what?" "please ma.. not him please. A professor should not marry a student. Its forbidden you know" I pleaded which went in to deaf ears. Another short story.

*Story completed. Currently under grammatical editing* [18+] "I tried to stay away Lana, but I failed" he tilted her jaw up and goosebumps sprouted over her skin when his lustful eyes glared back at hers. "I'm done holding back" he said before drawing her in, closing the gap between them. Lana, 21 year old university student had one goal: to get good grades and get the hell out. But when she met Elijah West, things suddenly weren't so simple. She broke rule number one: Don't fall in love with your teacher. Especially NOT Mr. West. But nothing good ever happens at midnight, even if you're only "studying"... (More Inside) Started- August 3rd, 2018 Finished- May 15th, 2020 Highest rank - #20 in BWWM 10-January-2019 Rated M for Mature.

COMPLETED// Clarence Wilson is a 19 year old girl, who has just graduated high school and is now onto college, which is basically the real world. She thinks she'll go through college without no twisty situations, but that all changes when she meets a guy, in a bar, who surprisingly turns out to be her English professor.

**Featured by @Wattpad in the Curated By You RL** **@HistoricalFiction Spotlight + Book of the Month Interview** ** @TheNanoWatt 2025 Fantasy Grandwinner!** **Featured and interviewed on @TeenFiction for the API Month** **Chosen to be mentored in @BootcampMentors** When Bridgerton meets Once upon a time in a compelling Standalone Historical Fantasy! _________________ During the 1920s, while escaping from his once-idyllic hamlet in rural India, Neil loses the only person who mattered to him. Rescued by a hunter, he molds himself into one of the best warriors of Cascadia. Impressed, the queen gives him a direct order to kill a traitor to the kingdom: the crowned prince, Dove. As a reward, he is offered a potion that would bring back his lover from the dead. Despite being the sole heir, Dove has been relegated to the role of a servant by his stepmother. Neil could not bring himself to complete the task when their paths crossed. So, they join forces, facing challenging quests to collect seven items required to make the potion. The only catch? They need to do so before the last shard of the mystical glass painting falls, as the potion would then expire. As the clock ticks, Neil is left to make a choice. Will he betray the young prince and become the hero of the kingdom, or try to complete an impossible task with the risk of facing a lifetime of cruelty in the dungeons? ________________ Second draft editing was done with the help of @eacomiskey. Please check out her works too! **I do not own the cover image. Credits to the very talented Mulan Jiang**

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"Go home Bloom and don't return to this place." "You don't own this place and you don't have the right to tell me where to go and where not to!" She shouted. She was annoyed at how mean he was toward her. "Get this straight Bloom, someone like you doesn't belong here, don't try coming here if you love your life. If the people here find out who you really are, you will be dead in a blink of an eye." "Why?" She asked. "Just stay away, don't ever come back. You have everything you need already." "You know nothing about me, you think I have everything?!" She yelled. "I don't care, go." He said emotionlessly and turned to leave. *** Bloom was the hidden daughter of the President who was kept in the White House and hidden from the outside world. Homeschooled and given everything she wanted, she never bothered about what life outside the walls of the White House would feel like. To her, her life was perfect and it was the safest place she could be. After her best friend persuaded her to sneak out of the White House for a glimpse of real life, the consequences were greater than she expected. She met someone mysterious, someone, who knew her more than herself. Someone who knew things about her she couldn't remember. She didn't know him but he knew her like the back of her palm. What happened to his sunflower? No one knew or maybe someone did.

He continues to stare as the young girl hums quietly, while keeping her eyes locked on the book in her hands. At the sound of his footsteps, she suddenly stops reading only to look up and let out a squeal, one that he found adorable. Her already rosy cheeks become even brighter. "Hello." He melts at the sound of her angelic voice and says his next words carefully, softly. "Hi sweetheart." She tilts her head to the side as he unknowingly stares at her with a certain longing. "Who are you?" "I'm Seth. What's your name?" He questions, taking a step into her room. She grins, causing two cute dimples to appear on her cheeks. "Daisy." ~ In which Seth Andrews, who is usually quiet and brooding, becomes captivated by his best friends little sister, Daisy Miller, who believes everyone has at least a little good in them.

"You two are so fucking annoying!" I screamed slamming my bedroom door shut. "Back at you sweetheart!" Calum called from outside my room. My brother snickered and I could hear the slapping of hands as they did their signature handshake. I let out a small scream of frustration as I flopped back down onto my bed and pulled my knees into my chest. My fucking brother and his fucking annoying best friend were always ruining my fucking day. --- "Come on kitten, kiss me like you mean it." "Fuck off Calum." -x- He was my brothers best friend our rule was; he couldn't touch my friends and I couldn't touch his but how could I stay away from a boy like Calum. Calum Hood Fanfic

Meet Emerson Lane. A twenty-two-year-old college drop-out working on the 23rd floor of the most successful business in the world. Meet Lafayette Jeff. The owner of Lafayette Inc., the most wealthy and most mysterious man in the world. Offered a promotion to be Mr. Jeff's personal assistant, Em easily takes the higher paying job, expecting to be the little gopher of a corporate big wig. Little does he know, though, that Mr. Jeff is not your typical, billion dollar owning boss. And little does Mr. Jeff know, though, that Emerson Lane is not your typical twenty-two-year-old cute gay man either. Working with the mysterious billionaire, Em discovers more than what the media lets on, the many rumors and mysteries that swirl around Lafayette Jeff, finding out the intimate details of such a strong, confident man. And without him realizing it, Mr. Lafayette Jeff is also discovering the very intimate details of the young and attractive Emerson Lane.