Draco is a Gryffindor. The second he got sorted his family disowned him, not a single Gryffindor trusts him. He goes through Hogwarts without anyone. Y/N is a girl who moves back to England after the triwizard tournament. Her parents are officially from England and finally take the step back. Unknown of the Malfoys history, she stumbles across Draco Malfoy at her new school. Draco had never expected that someone could change his life forever..

A little guide on the nymphet style😉

Kings Bridge Boys Book One After her beloved mothers untimely death, Cara Collins, an independent, sassy, smart ass girl from Vegas is forced to go and live with her dad who she hasn't seen in 15 years. He's a teacher and housemaster at Kings Bridge Academy for boys. Enter Mitchell, Sawyer, Grey and Nico who are several of the hundreds of gorgeous, wealthy, stuck up boys Cara will now be living with. But they're determined to show her that money isn't all there is to them and that her troubled past doesn't have to be her whole story. Their friendship becomes everything as people from her past return to ruin her. Completed - 9/5/18

When she comes to school sick and sneezes on the notorious 'bad girl', Avery's attempts at being a wallflower backfire. *Disclaimer: This book was written and completed before the coronavirus pandemic. The author does not endorse sneezing on people. *

"You are neither bad nor evil, Marcus." Just a bit scary. ______ [#62 in Short Story] [#95 in Teen Fiction]

A sequel to L U R E

"You don't know me Dean, you don't know what I've been though. So don't pretend to be my knight in shining armour you can't swoop in and try and save me, I'm too fucked up and too far gone." I spat at him before getting up and jogging away with Sargeant at my side. I felt Dean's hand on my arm spinning me around his green eyes were wild. "We're all fucked up Faye, every single one of us. Stop pushing me out I'm not the one that hurt you. I'm the one that will show you how to love if you let me. And maybe, just maybe you'll show me how to love too." He yelled at me at this point I had tears in my eyes. I grabbed a hold of Dean's cut and pulled him to my chest pressing my lips to his. He's not Matt. Faye is the daughter of the most feared MC leader in the states, everyone knew who her father was so when Faye went to collage to become a vet she told no one of who she really was. 7 years later she had graduated and came home to Boston. She was greeted with open arms and lots of change. Her fathers old V.P betrayed him so now Dean is the new V.P he is sexy and dangerous. Faye started to think she could have as normal life as she could until her ex boyfriend from collage finds her and brings back all the pain that Faye thought she left behind. I promise the book will be better than the disruption. Please read, enjoy, vote and comment.

The world is filled with creatures of magic. Some were good once. Most have always seen mortals as nothing more than food and spell fodder. For hundreds upon hundreds of years the brought havoc to mortals, tipping the balance in their favor. The gods whom had created mortals grew saddened by their inevitable extinction. They wished sorely to prevent the creations of demons from destroying what was once so beautiful. So saddened by the incoming loss, Luna goddess of the moon and life shed tears from her perch in the stars for she, more than any god was forced to bare witness to these atrocities. Her tears dripped from the sky off the ends of the stars, falling to the world into the forests she loved so. They coated the beasts she adored more than her own soul. The wolves who loved to chase the stars she would throw morphed before her very eyes. Seeing them standing beneath the nights sky, not man not beast, she knew. Her wolves would put an end to the horror against mortals. They would bring balance to this world. ~~ The children of the night? Leaches. The fae? Drunken partiers with a taste for murder. Merfolk? Fish sluts with a taste for human flesh. Trolls? Morons of the highest caliber. Zombie? Bastards of witches. Witches? Vile little whores who turned their back on humans for power. Werewolves? The beasts who hunt them all.

They are born of myth, legend, and lore. Beautiful women beneath the waves, tempting sailors with playful smiles and beckoning gazed as the break the surface. It is nearly every young sailors dream to encounter a mermaid, to see the beauties of the sea. Maybe, just maybe, to catch one too. That is...until their wish comes true. They find themselves face to face with the strange enchanting girl smiling just above the surface with skin like moonlight and lips like rose petals. Just one touch, is all it takes to seal a sailors fate. Beneath the waves is not ethereal beauty. But claws, and fangs, and blades of stone. Revealed in the sea is a mermaids true face and a sailors deadly fate. And Zariel is the deadliest of them all. Daughter of Poseidon and a deep sea mermaid she is dark, powerful, and beautiful by both mermaid standards and especially that of the humans. There is nothing she enjoys more than a hunt, collecting different skulls of different types of humans. Navy men, merchants, fishermen, pirates, and travelers alike. She has them all. Her collection is as admirable as her ferociousness. Only one type of mortal is missing. One skull she has yet to collect. A royal. Royal bones for a royal mermaid. Zariel, princess of the sea, doesn't want just any royal. No. She wants a prince. One who matches her in both ferocity and blood thirst. Zariel was going to get the skull of Rowan Delacroix if it was the last thing she did. Formerly first inline to the throne. A prince turned pirate. A hunter of mermaids. His ship was one she would take pride in wreaking.

"You are to stay away from other guys. I don't want to share what's mine," his red eyes focused on my face. "Yours? Who said I belong to you," I whispered against his neck to tease him. His hands squeezed my waist before he pressed my back against the wall. My own red eyes fixated on his. I knew he could sense the hunger in my eyes. I deliberately licked my lips then bit my lip. He growled then his lips crushed to mine. **** He made me into this monster. I was powerful, I had unbelievable strength and speed. The person I was before I turned was long gone. This was a new, better version of me. My maker gave me a precious gift that I never knew I wanted. I had only one weakness now that I was a vampire. My undeniable thirst for human blood.