WATTPAD BOOKS EDITION How do you trust the ground when all you've known is flight? In this breathtaking debut, Leigh Ansell has created a compelling, heartbreaking, and truly engaging story about a young girl used to flying high only to be faced with living life with her two feet firmly on the ground . . . Seventeen-year-old Corey Ryder can't remember a time when she wasn't gliding through the air of Cirque Mystique's big top. As a trapeze artist in a traveling circus, Corey wakes up every day in a different place, buzzing for the moment she can suspend gravity during the night's performance. When the circus pulls into small-town Sherwood, California, everything seems normal - aside from meeting the exceptionally cute Luke Everett at a local diner. But that night, in the midst of the performance, tragedy strikes and flames overtake the tent. While Corey narrowly escapes, in the ashes of the circus pitch lies the only home she's ever known. Repeatedly thrown out of her comfort zone, Corey must learn how to push toward her future without forgetting her past, what it means to be a daughter to a mother she's never known, and how to navigate the confusing magic of first love, even as she performs the high-wire act of being true to who you really are.

*Completed* *Unedited* With every step he took towards me, I took one back until I hit the edge of his bed. A deep growl rumbled from his throat and I tried to make myself smaller in hopes that he would leave me alone. Being a human, I stood no chance against this beast in front of me. He would tear me apart. His muscles rippled with ease from underneath his shirt; his stance towered over me; his eyes colored with darkness; and I knew he was struggling to keep his wolf contained. "Kitten, don't act all scared. This is what you wanted, isn't it? You've always fantasized about what it would be like to be with a beast like me." His hand approached me slowly and then brushed my hip. I gasped. His teeth grazed my neck and I unconsciously leaned my head away, so he could have more room. "Answer me!" he growled. My chest furiously moved up and down as I tried to calm myself. I shook my head. "Well, Kitten, you're MINE. Whether you like it or not." From a very young age, Mae has been told by her father to stay away from werewolves. They were too rough, too dangerous for humans, but she always had a fascination with them. Damon was the Alpha of the Night Bane pack and he was exactly what Mae's father told her he would be - rough and dangerous. *Not my cover art @ Jojoesart

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

After falling in love with a younger and much less successful man, can Yiwen convince herself and her parents to accept him into their wealthy family? ***** When Yiwen Wang suddenly finds herself 30 and single, she lets her well-meaning best friend talk her into a blind date with the handsome Zi'an Li. And not only is he plucked straight out of a movie screen, his witty banter over dinner also convinces Yiwen he's exactly the type to make her toes curl. Yet, by some wicked twist of fate, he's five years younger than her and has no house, car, or stable, high-paying job. So how is she ever going to convince herself and her parents that he's the right choice? Especially when her new, attractive boss makes it very clear that he's interested in her? [[1st Place, Flower Awards, Chicklit Category]] [[1st Place, The Golden Awards, Chicklit Category]] [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

Alesha, a young 15 year old girl with black hair with a hint of blue color to it and blue eyes has just moved to a new town. Dallas is alpha male of the midnight moon pack, he has black hair that reaches down to about his neck and it covers one of his eyes, he has blood red eyes and his wolf in named Alex, he transforms into a 4 foot black wolf, the tallest and largest in his pack. When he is out running one day he finds his mate, Alesha, only to find that she is afraid of him and won't go near him.he is also known as a playboy, he starts to use Alesha as bait to lure Philippe to him so he can claim the title of prince. What will happen if she transforms into a werewolf, but not just any werewolf....the wolf who is cursed with untold powers and wings?...she awaits her prince, hoping he'll save her from this nightmare. "You just took away my virginity! How should I know?!" She sobbed and I got on her again. "Unless you want to go through that pain again...I suggest you tell me...."

Prophecies don't just fix themselves. For every doomsday that never happened, there is a Fate Cipher carefully untangling the tapestry, unraveling the threads of destiny. When a Valkyrie tracks down Ikepela Ives drowning her sorrows at the local tikki bar, her day goes from bad to worse. There's an old prophecy stirring, a real doozy, and the god responsible for kicking it off has slipped his bindings. It's up to Ives to put the brakes on the latest apocalypse, though she may be in way over her head. There is more to this prophecy than meets the eye. And the god, well, he's a Trickster. ***Project for Nanowrimo 2015. Story is now Complete!*** ***Cover by Krazydiamond***

**ON HOLD INDEFINITELY** It's been two years since the great battle in the shrine. However, as Perinus strives to recover from its losses, shadows continue to grow throughout the land... A dangerous sickness is spreading throughout the country--one that ravages minds and turns friend against friend. One that reeks of Death itself. With the help of unlikely allies in unlikely places, it's up to Constantine to seek the root of this sickness and stop it. But first, Constantine will have to master her abilities. She will have to recover her legacy and stand for everything good. She must make a final choice: fire or shadows? Only one side can emerge dominant, while the other will consume her whole. ****** Sequel to 'Constantine' cover by @seventhstar

"I don't get it." He shook his head at me, his frustration clear in his eyes. "Why can't you just let yourself be happy, for once?" "What makes you think I'm not happy?" I crossed my arms over my chest, my eyes narrowing into slits as I met his gaze, refusing to back down. "Maybe the fact that you're always fighting with me?!" He gestured between us, as if this moment were all the proof he needed. "You really don't get it." I scoffed. "Don't worry when I fight with you, worry when I stop because that means there's nothing left for us to fight for." *~*~*~* Bethany Watley has never had a easy life, but she has never let it stop her from fighting for what she wants. She didn't let it stop her from getting a surgical internship at Seattle Grace Hospital and she's not planning on letting it get in the way of her becoming the best surgeon she can be. Though, even with her dreams laid out clear in her mind, she could never have expected the drama that Seattle has in store for her. [Seasons 1-6] [Book One in the Stitches duology]

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

"Since the first day I met you I've wanted to do this so bad Holly". Just your average cliché wattpad story. Read at your own risk. You will encounter typical romance tropes and predictable plot twists but an overall good read. *smut warning*