"Naida," he whispered against my ear as he nipped my neck. I felt my legs weaken, without his support, I would've fallen to the ground. I laid my hands on his chest, pushing him slightly to look at his face. His eyes were back to their original color and his canine withdrawn. His gaze was intense, and I felt my face flush. I moved away from him, trying to make as much space between us as possible, "Are all wolves like this?" ~~~~ For as long as I could remember, I have never once left my homeland, I could barely leave my castle at times. My mother, a frightening woman, has ruled our homeland for centuries. Her power is greatness, her words are law, and must always be obeyed. I haven't lived as long as her and even though, I always disagreed with her actions. This was the very first time, I ever disobeyed one of her greatest laws. The human realm is forbidden. How can I not disobey her law? When she asked me to get married, to none other than a wizard of high status. Marriage is something for me to decide, no one else has that right. So what other choice do I have, other than to run and hide. There is none. I fled, I made my way through the human realm. A law which is forbidden. Although, I wasn't expecting to find a werewolf, the moment I entered the realm. Not just any wolf. One of the wolf King's sons. Connor Wood. What do the fates have in store for us?

7,862,400 seconds. That's all I had left when I collided with you that day. I shouldn't have collided with you Daniel, my face colliding with your chest was some cruel sick joke the universe wanted to play on you. Because the universe and I both knew we could never be anything more than 7,862,400 seconds of stolen kisses and moments. That was all I could give you, all I could give anyone. But after I collided with you, I wanted to give you every second I had left.

The story is NOT edited; I apologize for the problem, but I shall edit it as soon as possible. Jasper Lucas is a shy, sweet and easily blushing, 17 years old student who loves to skateboard with his friends and spend time with his best friend, Travis Henderson. He is gay and his family hasn't accepted the fact and treats him coldly. His older brother Nicholas, however, is proud of him and loves him dearly. Thanks to Travis and his burning enthusiasm and persistence, Jasper's life is now brighter and happier. Thanks to Travis, Jasper has met and made new friends at school, which all like him and call him "cutie". But, what comes next? Jasper has an incredible and huge crush on Dmitri (Dima, for his friends) and he doesn't know what to do. Jas is too shy and timid to take matters in his hands. Perhaps he needs some advices from Travis and his well-known dirty mind... Oh boy, what to do? Dima is completely straight and horses around with girls, never getting serious about any of them; he is an outgoing, funny and easygoing Russian guy of 18 years, which resembles a huge blonde bear. He loves to play ice hockey with his best friends, to snowboard and sometimes to skateboard. He loves "Star Wars" and so does Jasper, and that's how their friendship started. Dima likes very much Jasper and his sweet and calm side, he finds himself wanting to help the little kid when he sees him down or sad. Dima likes Jasper, but just as a friend. Or is Dmitri only terribly dense? What will take Dima to realize Jasper isn't just a friend? Maybe a push from his friends, especially River and Travis. Maybe an unexpected rival; a new classmate who likes Jasper and keeps trying to flirt with him. Did I say one rival? Oh, my bad. Two new unexpected rivals. Will all of this make the funny grizzly finally realize he likes the cute koala more than a friend? Cover designed and made by Azer90

Harry on the Prairie ~ A Harry Styles AU Fanfiction WATTYS 2016 WINNER in the category of HQ LOVE An excerpt published via COSMOPOLITAN online via September 14, 2016. *********** NOTICE: Mature/sexual content lies within these pages . . .you may experience feels in your nether-regions. *********** Harry Styles lives alone on his farm a few miles outside of Cider Creek. He's 20 years old and mighty handsome --too handsome to be keeping to himself as much as he does, but that's how he's always been. Harry was 18 when he bought his farmland. No parents, no wife, only him. He came into town on the rare occasion that he needed something from the mercantile, but that was it. No church on Sundays. He was polite if someone approached him, but it was obvious to everyone that Harry just wanted to be left alone. So after awhile, the townsfolk pretty much gave up trying to include him in anything. He lived his life in deliberate solitude. It was better this way. Then one day, a letter came for Harry in the post. The postmaster had to ride out and deliver it special, as Harry never got any mail, and as a result, never stopped by the post office to check like most people did...

*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