"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

My name was once Mia Elizabeth Vauthier. I was the princess of a great land where wolves, grander than any other creature shifted freely between animal and man. Where nature and its inhabitants lived together in an uninterrupted harmony. Where the supernatural was not abhorred by those arrogant beings that called themselves humans. Here the supernatural was just as part of nature as the trees and the grass, just as the Goddess had wished it to be. Since the day of my birth, I had been the envy of all the land. I would be powerful I would be great I would be blessed by the Goddess... Or so they had thought. When I was meant to shed my fragile human skin and flow smoothly in the Goddess' blessed creature of the night, I did not. It did not happen when I was sixteen, or seventeen, or eighteen. The shock had been like steaming water, trickling down the naked skin, tearing skin as it went leaving ugly marks that could never be removed. I became stained. The Princess who was an omega and not just an omega, a wolfless omega. An empty shell, a box with no contents, a heart with no blood. Just an empty vessel. I wished so desperately to fill the empty space with something worth more than the haunting echoes of what should have been but that was not my fate. Instead the once beloved princess I was cast aside, thrust into a tower with no promise of a prince to rescue me. The only dragon that guarded me was my own mind, a sharp weapon which would slowly poison me. I thought nothing could save me... Perhaps it is still too late.

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

Both were born unwanted by their birth parents and were placed into the foster system. Fortunately, they were placed into the same foster home and together, Avery and Ian became like two peas in a pod. No matter how hard things got, if they had each other, things were okay. Until Ian got adopted. However, before he left for his new family, the two best friends decided to make a pact. In exactly fifteen years on the exact date at ten o'clock, they would meet at their secret spot. But fifteen years is a long time. While one grew up knowing of love, family and support, and the other knew only of heartaches, pain and disappointment. Will the two still be able to reconnect like they'd plan or are thing just to different. A story about love, jealousy, laughter, tears, healing, pain and a little bit of everything else.a

🔮🤰◝.*･ﾟ "𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲?"

It started off with him catching them in the act, then with then involving him in the forbidden rendezvous. Who knew a Fae, an Incubus and a Dragon shifter could all share a romantic connection.

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Diana and her friends are Godwards. They're downworlds, half shadowhunter, half ancient God. You could say she follows her laws very closely and is very proud of what her kind have accomplished. Shadowhunters and Godwards are meant to hate each other but they end up relying on each other to survive the difficulties thrown at them. Diana and her friends have to figure out why they were sent the same mission as Shadowhunters and why the two races are so important to a person deeply involved in the shadow world. Not only will Diana have to deal with the feelings of being placed into an arranged marriage with her best friend, but she will have to deal with having feelings for a Shadowhunter she is supposed to hate. *I only own Diana and her friends story line.* *All right to Cassandra Clare*

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