She sighed as she closed her eyes, sinking into the feeling of the tranquility and peace. When she was here, she wouldn't have to worry about anything. This was her alone time. A deep, "Hello." made her nearly jump out of her skin, screaming. Why was there a hot, young male sitting across her. Of course, he was shirtless. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" She all but screamed out. "I'm having some 'me time', I don't know what you're doing here." Dark Blue eyes, dark hair, full lips. This was not going to end well for her. His velvety, sonorous voice was not helping. "Whoever you are, hot specimen, you have to leave." He only raised his eyebrows at that, "Well, equally attractive female, I got here first." He stood up and walked to her, slowly, like predator and prey. "W-what are you doing?" Her voice was shaking with caution. He sat down next to her and leaned into her ear, "I'm claiming you." "Okay... I'm leaving." She sat up abruptly and stormed to the door. The knob jiggled and jiggled until a cracking noise sounded the room. "What was that noise?" She turned with an awkward smile on her face, "I broke the door?" The statement sounded more like a question. "I just 'eff'ed up, didn't I?" "Yeah, you did." He chuckled, "But we can make it worth while." That devilish smirk did not look good. Is it getting hot in here?

BWWM [Synopsis inside] [In Process of Editing and Beginning Chapter Reconstruction]

M A T U R E • R O M A N C E Highest Ranks So Far: #1 Hell, #6 in Incubus . . . My mouth wrapped around a portion of the elastic of his boxer, and with my teeth, I pulled down. My lips brushed against the soft, supple skin of his pelvis. He finally made a sound, his body vibrating as he let out a deep, needy groan that shook me to my pulsing core. God, the sound would stain itself in my memories. Echo in my death. I needed him. All of him. Now. Always. . . . He's just the angry incubus. She's just the sweet baker. He just wants to escape from those who want him. She just wants to be wanted. It's recipe for disaster when Zuemier is saved by the meek but sassy baker. And a catastrophe when his survival is entirely dependent on her for a week. Their initial product is a bitter mix of fury, lust, and contempt..... And maybe a pinch of love? . . . (A/N: Thanks for taking a chance on my dumpster fire ;3)

Naomi was just a girl looking for a mate. When she runs into Alpha Brandon , she thought he would be hers forever. Brandon loves messing around with girls, having sex and sleeping with them. What happens when Brandon rejects his true mate? "I Alpha Brandon reject you Naomi of being my mate, or Luna." His voice was stern and serious. I ran out crying my heart out. Weeks went by when shadow her inner wolf hears something. "Naomi do you hear that beat? That's not yours." Naomi figured she was pregnant with Alpha Brandon's baby. 3 and a half years go by. What happens when they run into each other again? Will Brandon take her back? ***** Naomi has brown hair reaching her hips, like most wolves. She also has purple tips and hazel eyes. Her Wolf shadow on the other hand was a charcoal black Wolf. All she wanted to do was find her true mate.

Destiny is a hunter. A werewolf hunter. But what happens when the werewolf hunter meets her werewolf mate...? #790 in Werewolf

come on this crazy journey and yes ill be updating soon!

A bad boy for an alpha with a curvy mate, hiding right under his nose. Colton Anders,17 the school's Bad Boy and soon to be Alpha. Amy Witners,17 the school's fashion club's leader and late bloomer hasn't shifted yet. sneak peak. "Fuck." she moaned as my lips slid across her neck, while inhaling her scent. "Don't you ever fucking tease me again." I growled as I slip my hand behind her neck, grabbing at the nape . "Possessive are we." she whispered as my lips slowly crept up to assault her's. "AMY! AMY!." "It's Dean" she said pulling away. "Shit, he could watch!" I said as my hands slowly slide down to her hips getting a hand full. "No, he can't, look this was a mistake. I got to go." she said slipping out my grasp. "FUCK! EVERY FUCKING TIME!" I yelled between gasp slamming my knuckles against the door.