|Celeste Academy Series BK #2| The Twelve has left the academy walls to explore the the Larkovian continent, seeking the enigmatic brother of the king. While getting the archduke to come with them was easier than they'd hope, his conditions pose as a challenge. His terms: retake Loquin from the hands of demons. As they set out to explore the Continent of the Wind, Preluresia, they come upon the city of demons which marks the advent of the discovery of an ill-lighted plot that may just throw the kingdom right from its roots. |First, rough draft| |Previously 'The Celestial Legend'|

On the eve of his seventeenth birthday Harry misreads an ancient spell that hurdles him through time and space where he becomes friends with none other than Tom Riddle. (boyXboy)

Penny: I still remember the first moment our eyes met, something happened. Those icy blue eyes. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I could feel the magnetic pull and we're both helpless against it. Our eyes met constantly across the room. He would be the first to tear his eyes away. He's so powerful, though. So charismatic. He's a lycan. I'm just a regular werewolf. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I made up my mind that I would make him love me. I would fight for what I want. I would deny my own mate if it means I get to keep him. Three years I went after him single-mindedly. I laid my heart out for him. He kept pushing me away. Then one day he pushed too far...and I'm tired of fighting for us. There's no us. I'm just a fool. I'm done fighting. I made up my mind that I'm going forget him. I'm going to go out there and lose my virginity, over and over again if I have to. I mean, why hold on to it, right? It's not like I'm getting an award for keeping it the longest. Not likely that my mate will keep his virginity for me. Darius certainly didn't. Why the double standard? So, why can't he just leave me alone now? Why is he so hellbent on breaking me? Stupid lycan. Ughhh...stupid, stupid lycan. Darius: The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she's my erasthai. The one. The exotic looking dark haired beauty. Dark eyes taunting me. Haunting me. Only I'm not looking for the one. I'm a warrior, there's no room for a mate. A mate will make you weak. My enemies could get to me through my mate. Then it happened. She finally gave up. For some reason, it makes me mad. Not only did she give up, but she gets this crazy idea that she's going to lose her virginity to some random stranger. Fvck that! That's not going to happen. Nobody else is touching her. I'll make her wait until she finds her mate. She's so stubborn, though. She's driving me crazy. So, why can't I leave her alone?

Restricted Chapter XLVI for Catching Genesis. Restricted Chapter for Fighting Darius - Ironclad Self-Control

He teases her. He challenges her. He fascinates her while he irritates her like no other. He drives her insane. He makes her...ughh, so mad she could scream! The only thing he won't do is let her go. Quincy: I'm a human living among the werewolves. My mom is a werewolf. She had a drunken fun one night with a stranger, a human. The union was not supposed to bear an offspring. I'm not supposed to happen, but here I am, an outsider. They all hate me but my Nana loved me. Then Nana died. They moved me to the pack house. Now, their old Alpha three times my age wants to make me his. That is not the life I signed up for. My Nana nurtured me a dream to go off to college. So I run. I run not because I'm a coward. I run to save myself. I will have nothing to do with their kind anymore. I'll be a normal human among other normal humans. I'll be so normal, even the most average normal humans will feel like freaks next to my normal ass. They will bow down before me and call me Queen Normal. Then I see him. The best specimen of men...but I know he's not human. He's not a werewolf either, so what is he? There's this pull between us but I know I shouldn't get close to his kind...whatever he is. The trouble is, he won't leave me alone. Caspian: I've been looking for my erasthai for decades. My mother dearest, the queen of all werewolves and lycans is pressuring me to marry Lady Celeste. I'm supposed to take over the throne from my father and make lady Celeste my queen. I want nothing to do with her. I want my erasthai. Then I saw her. She's a human. The most beautiful mesmerizing creature ever, and she's mine! I thought it's going to be easy. It should have been easy. Come on, ALL girls want me. I mean, look at me. I'm gorgeous! Mirrors weep when I walk past them. She refused to give me the time of the day. Well, too bad princess. I'm not about to let you get away. I'll crush all other competitions. I'm Prince Caspian. I always get what I want.

Warning: CG has been published. The last ten chapters of this book have been taken down due to copyright reasons. When the future Alpha, a major player rejected her for the Queen B, Genesis and her two best friends came up with a plan to give the arrogant future alpha the taste his own medicine. What happens when your plan works too well? What happens when you attract not only the arrogant alpha but also a powerful creature that won't take no for an answer? "Now my sunshine, we're all alone," he utters with some satisfaction. His hair is mussed up sexily. His skin is a bit flushed from all the running he just did. Oh goddess, he's still the sexiest man I've ever laid my eyes on. "What are you planning to do to me?" I ask him warily. His eyes rake up and down my body as if he can see through my clothing. "What do you think I would do to you, sunshine?" he sounds amused, almost indulgent. His lips curl up into a feral smile. His silver-gray eyes flashed with anger and hunger and desperation. It sets my pulse racing. He's not really amused. I can tell. "Maybe I'm tired of waiting. Maybe I'm tired of chasing after you. Maybe it's time for me to catch you, Genesis." Cuddly bunnies and fuzzy slippers!!! I don't know about this. Do I want to get caught?

30 year old Bastian Smith died and reincarnated in a different body in a word different from earth. The body he was in was that of a 12 year old noble boy. Bastian was at a loss. This new body however had a dragon looking tattoo on his chest. When he touched it something strange occurred. A powerful voice resounded in his mind. "To the owner of the titans mark be warned. You shall bear great power but u also bear a curse. Anyone who bears this mark is a child of I the great Ambevilius , emperor of all that is under the heavens. The first to slay or subdue 1000 mark bearers shall become my successor. This is not a destiny you can escape so fight in the name of my glory!" At this moment the memories belonging to this body merged with his. This was the sovereign continent, a place were only the strong are just! Bastian began his long and adventurous journey... To earn the right to sit on the Titans Throne! Three chapters a week for the moment. Please vote ;) Highest rank so far #23 in Fantasy and 14 in Strategy

|COMPLETED not yet EDITED| Life is cruel. The news I heard is heart breaking. I am not my father's daughter. Will it change everything? Who am I then? What am I? Started: August 2017

|COMPLETED not yet EDITED| I wake up one morning and I am happy in the arms of the man I love. But I did not expect on the next morning, I woke up without any memories of him and my heart belong to someone that has been buried in my heart thousand of years passed. How can I go back in the arms of the man I truly belong if my memories of him was lost? This story is Taglish.

|COMPLETED| Sino ang mag-aakala na makakapasok ako sa kuponan ng mga Elite? Ni sa panaginip ay hindi ko iyon inasahan, pero nangyari na nga. Pero ang akala kong matiwasay na pagsali ko ay kasunod noon ay ang mga pangyayaring magiging dahilan para ako ay masanay at makaharap ang aking mga kinatatakutan. Isabay pa ang larong kasali ang mga taga ibang mundo. Ang puso kong nalilito at pilit itinatangi ang nararamdaman sa lalaking kinaiinisan ko. Paano kung darating ang mga taong magiging dahilan para magbago ang takbo ng istorya ko? Hahayaan ko ba sila? O pilit na lalaban? This story is Taglish.