I was surprised when she ran her hands down my abs, almost to the waist band of my pants. "Mila," I warned, watching her bite back a smile. There was unmistakable tension around us and I had no idea where it came from. Maybe it was the alcohol. I stared down at her, watching the sultry look on her face. "What are you doing to me," I muttered, resting my forehead against hers. I barely had a chance to blink before her lips were pressed against mine. My hands found their way to her hips, gripping them tightly as she tugged at my hair. Spinning her around, I pinned her against the wall. It felt like my lungs were going to burst as I pulled away, breathing hard. Mila gazed up at me, her eyes glazed over and cheeks pink. She reached up, wiping what I'm assuming was her lipstick from my lips. I couldn't help but lean down and press my lips against hers again. It was almost as if I was addicted to the way she fit against my body. "Ajax, we're both drunk," she gasped as I bit down on her ear gently. We could deal with the consequences later. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- TW: Mentions of Anxiety, Depression, and some suicidal thoughts Some Mature content - I'll put a warning before ;) Highest ranking in Romance - #8 12/20 Highest ranking in Dance - #1 12/22

UNDER HEAVY EDITING (Edited chapters will have gifs at the beginning of them to signal that they have been edited.) ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ❖❖❖ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ❛𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘏𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘭. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘚𝘭𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳.❜ ❛𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺? 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴?❜ ❛𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨.❜ ❛𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘏𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘐 𝘢𝘮. 𝘏𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘭. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘭.❜ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ❖❖❖ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ Draco Malfoy & Cedric Diggory romances All Rights Reserved ©erubescere 2015

Raised by her witch Grandmother deep in the forest, Skyler has lived a friendless life of isolation and magic. Her fortunes change when she accidentally binds herself to the powerful demon known as Rayne. This former Prince of Hell is inexplicably drawn towards Skyler and finds himself determined to protect her. Skyler on the other hand has no desire to spend the rest of eternity bound to evil. However when her lonely world is plunged into danger as ancient prophecies, assassins, werewolves and army of demons invade her life, the only thing that stands between Skyler and death is Rayne. This is the third book in the The Imperial Vampire Court Saga.

Amelia Hayden is busy senior at college with no time for boys, parties or fun. This all changes one Halloween night after she accidentally finds herself at the center of a cruel prank that sees her being offered up to the local legend, the Prince of Darkness, as his virginal bride. Believing the urban myth to be untrue Mia sets out to disprove it but is surprised when the Prince of Darkness turns up to claim his bride. Mia unexpectedly finds herself married to the handsome and mysterious Prince Luc. As Mia comes to terms with her new husband and martial vampire lifestyle she soon discovers that turning into a vampire has given her an unsettling ability to see the dead. When Mia starts seeing the ghost of her murdered sister-in-law, she begins a journey to uncover the truth about her murder and the dark secrets of Luc's past. #1 Vampire Book one of The Vampire Court Saga

Sixth-year Slytherin, Alice Rhowen, is, along with her boyfriend Draco Malfoy, the most powerful Slytherin student. She's the outcast of a family full of Gryffindors. When Draco and his family invite her to their house for Christmas break, her life is never the same.

Carmen Morris is a 17 year old girl who is getting abused by her father Jack Morris. It's been this way since Carmen's mother died in a car accident on the way to take Carmen to soccer practice when she was 6 years old. Jack blames Carmen for the death of his wife, so he abuses her for it. No one knows of the abuse she deals with at home besides her bestfriend and only friend Avery Bradford along with her boss Mrs. Collins. Xavier Knight is a 18 year old boy who is the leader of the strongest gang in New York "The Vipers". Xavier got the gang when his father Michael Knight felt it was the right time for his son to take over. Xavier is known around New York as a playboy, but yet everyone stills cowers in fear at the sight of him. Xavier might be a playboy, but he never allows any of the girls in his bed. He will only ever share his bed with his queen who he has yet to find. Also I don't own any of the pictures I am using in this book!!!

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

He let out a slight shrug, "Putting you to death was not what I was pointing towards. After all, it is merely the mouth that talks." I shivered, as I blinked naïvely, "Humph! A-And are there methods to silence this alone?" I huffed. He snapped his arrogant, coldly-heated gaze in my direction, and my insides clenched, as I noticed his deep, powerful ocean orbs snap down to my... lips. He then snapped his gaze away, fixing his right wrist watch as his deep, authoritative voice came: "Many, trust me." ~~~~~~~~ Fate has a weird hobby of slamming us right in the face about things we so took for granted. My name is Charlotte Thorne. Never claimed to be special, never cared about that. I grew up behind the pages of my books and in the different worlds of my love and romance novels. The world, as I knew it, consisted of my humble yet happy family, my studies, hobbies, friends and a potential perfect love story I was supposed to live. Now what happens when the world, as I knew it, turns out to be mostly a lie I've lived in for a long time? I conclude a simple golden rule: Love is pure, illogical crap. And so, long story short: with my nëw rules, a strict vow, a new family, fresh job, and on top of all those, a cold and arrogant Rickard Ellington Conway as my employer, guess I have a whole lot to deal with in this fresh new world of mine ─which'll get rather interesting... Book I of the Charlotte's Story Series. Trigger Warning: This story may contain scenes/content of violence, vulgar language, etc. that might be triggering to some audience. Genres: Romance • Drama • Action • Thriller ©️ 2016 Athenas

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

(THIRD BOOK in the Golden Girl Series) **** "Till death do you part?" The priest finishes off with. "I do," I answer - knowing how ready I am to die with this man. *** You've been on Amber Marigold's journey since she arrived at Tygerwell. Now join the end of her journey. In the final book to the golden girl series, we level up. Bigger races. Epic fights. And much more death. It's not just Tygerwell or the country that's at risk. It's the whole world. "This has become so much bigger than us." And in the final battle of blood and loss and pain, victory is not a certainty. Good guys don't always win, because the lines between good and bad are blurred. Not everyone is going to make it out of this alive. **** "Sterling? The South? They both have a common enemy now..." he whispered. "Us," I answer.