~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

* The Fiction Awards 2020 Winner * In Goodharts, the small town beyond the hills, nobody knows how Ferry Donovan looks. His mother has been keeping him out of sight for over nine years. When the boy finally begins school, the people are not only intrigued by his appearance but also by the strange things taking place around him. Yet, weird things are happening in Ferry's town, too. Every seven years, a person mysteriously disappears into the forest nearby. When one of his classmates vanishes into thin air, Ferry is determined to find him. With the help of his friends, who are just as different, he embarks on a journey into the Land of the Unseen. But is he really prepared for what lies beyond? Highest Rankings: # 1 in Fantasy, # 1 in Adventure, # 1 in Mystery, # 1 in Action, # 1 in Magic, # 1 in Middlegrade IMPORTANT: This book has been stolen from Wattpad multiple times and uploaded on Amazon and other websites for sale WITHOUT my permission. If you see this book or the content of this book on any other website other than Wattpad, please let me know ASAP. Thank you!

Ara, the only woman left alive after a plague, is searching for a way to save humanity. She thinks there isn't a man she can trust, until she meets Kaden. ***** A plague has swept over the Earth, killing the majority of the population and every female. Except one. Ara witnessed the horror and destruction, but for the last three years she has survived. Now, desperation and hunger force her out of the mountains and onto a dangerous path; across the flooded downtown and through the gangs of survivors is hope. Ara's father spoke of a clue that could save not just her, but humanity. Then she is captured by a group of men. Despite the seeming kindness of Kaden, a young man her own age, Ara doesn't know if she can trust them. Then again, there's no way she can cross the plague-ridden city on her own. Men. Monsters. Is there a difference? This is the story of The Last She. (This book contains all of The Last She Series - Book 1: The Last She, Book 2: The Last City and Book 3: The Last Creation) [[word count: 250,000-300,000 words]]

An amused ghost of a smirk etched itself onto the Don's lips. How could this brute still be laughing in prison, facing the death penalty? "I have been running the mafia for nine years, little girl. Don't you find it odd how your oh-so-mighty police force just now apprehended me?" His words were very low in pitch, and stained with an Italian accent. She narrowed her eyes, masking her fear and uncertainty with a hateful glare. "You RAN the mafia. And here you will get your retribution for your sins." Mia spat, clenching her hands into tight fists. How could one man be so arrogant? She almost jumped out of her skin when a guttural chuckle left the back of his throat. "Tesoro, I am sin." - HER, a police woman, with a soul of sugar and a strong sense of justice and equality. HIM, The Don, with a cold black hole for a heart and leaves death and destruction in his wake. Thing seem to be looking up when the infamous Mob boss Ambrogino De Benventi is apprehended, but things quickly run south as he seems to know a little too much about the young officer Mia Lawrence. He claims her father owes him, and she is forced to work with the murderous made man himself. But something tells her he won't stay in jail for long... An Italian-Russian war is coming. Bonds will be broken. Relationships tested and built. Who will Mia choose? After all. Blood is thicker than water. UPDATES EVERY FRIDAY!

Know how they say don't judge a book by its cover? Well, forget the cliché. Dax Rider is exactly what he looks like. An asshole. Dax moves into town, reconciling with old friend Logan Pierce. Typical girl next door catches Dax's eye. Except she isn't just any typical girl. Her blonde hair and white eyes captivate. She only wishes her pretty hair could sweep away all the bad. Unfortunately, it's not enough to sweep away bad boy Dax. Her eyes stay glued to the ground, not wanting to see the world for what it is. Dax takes the risk and lifts her chin, forcing her eyes on him. On what a world would look like with him in it. Maybe Dax isn't so bad after all...Who knows? It's your turn now. Read each side of their story. You be the judge. ****THIS IS A DARK ROMANCE. SOME PARTS MAY BE UNCOMFORTABLE FOR READERS.**** It's only a story. I don't condone the way the main character is treated. *MAY CAUSE TRIGGERS* *MATURE AUDIENCE 18+* *SEXUAL CONTENT* *STRONG LANGUAGE* *FUCKED UP STORY* *MAY PISS READER OFF* *OFFENSIVE* *I do NOT own any of the photos in this story.* PLEASE NO REPOSTS NO TRANSLATION OF STORY IN ANY OTHER LANGUAGE NO COPYING IN ANY WAY DON'T POST ON ANOTHER WEBSITE NO FAN FICTIONS Cover Font By: Matt Patterson Model is Stephen James

{The Wattys Awards Shortlist} The Saint's Brotherhood motorcycle club was known all over town, they were ruthless. They were feared, they got their reputation from one member in particular, one member that was so unbelievably intriguing and mysterious, people made legends and stories about him. They didn't know his name, didn't know who he was, where he came from, and they didn't know what he looked like for he wore a mask. The man himself struck fear into everyone he meant, he was the club's personal Devil. But she was okay with him.

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

#01 in vampire [10.07.2017] #01 in fantasyfiction [14.03.2021] #2 in Prestige awards #03 in thriller [28.05.2018] #02 in romance [04.10.2018] I can sense him, I can smell him.He comes here every night but I am scared to face him. Who is he? what does he want ? I sense him coming closer to my bed. I held my breath and shut my eyes tight my face under my arms. " I know,you know that i am here. I know you are awake " his deep voice said. I feel his breath on the back of my neck,it sent shivers down my spine. "Why are you so scared? I can hear your heart thumping wildly" he whispers near my ear. I feel a hand on my lower back where my tank top exposes a little skin of my back. I jump out of my bed and turn around to face him for the first time. My face pales remembering him.. He is same as before yet so change... He is the one who is coming here every night? My eyes widen. No no no... "You!!??" I shriek.. He chuckles and stalks toward me like an animal to it's prey. I move backwards then suddenly my back hits my bed side table. He puts both of his hands on the table,trapping me between them. He inches his face closer to my ear , on instant i close my eyes. "Me" he whispers .. uh-oh I am dead.... ************************************ When the past comes back with some secrets,what will you do ? Run to it or run away. A/N : © ALL COPYRIGHT RESERVED so before copying think about the consequences you will get by the crime. This book is my own imagination it's characters are my own creation. So don't copy it. And also this book is under editing process. I hope you enjoy my book. Happy reading!