"You're a monster," I spat out. He turned around, his green eyes glaring daggers at me. If looks could kill then I'm sure I would have been dead by now. "Well you're a fucking bitch and you can't deny it. You know why, because you're in love with a monster." *.*. Daniel Collins was a monster and everyone knew that. Meeting him would be everyone's nightmare. He was cruel, heartless and just...evil. He murdered like it was an everyday chore and never once did he show an emotion other than hatred. Rosalynn Richards was an impetuous seventeen year old werewolf who dreamt of finding her mate just like any other. Unfortunately, fate can't help but pair them together. Will Rose be able to get her happy ending? Will she be able To Love a Monster?

He had waited for hundreds of years, centuries, and longed for his mate for almost as long as he's been breathing. With the tension between the two legendary kingdoms higher than ever, Aleksandr is worried for his mate. He believes that one of the chosen is his destinded one and he will not rest until he's found her. He's searching all over the land of the Innocent and he won't return to the Dark Kingdom without his beautiful Seraphina by his side. "What's happening?" My face was struck with worry but all Aleksandr did was stalk towards me predatorly, a dark glint in his eyes. Growing wary of his expression, I started to move back slowly only to be grabbed by two hands on my hips. Tingles erupted where he was grasping my hips tightly, confusing me. I've never felt this way before, not with any guy. I felt like everything was falling into place. I felt complete. "What's happening to me?" My voice was quivering. Not in fear, but arousal. In fact, I've never felt so heated in my life. I literally wanted to pull Aleksandr into my room and have my dirty way with him. I wanted him to touch me all over my body. I wanted him to use me, dominate me. An involuntary blush warmed my face. I wasn't embarrassed though. My body was reacting to him without my permission in a much more primal way. His nostrils flared all of a sudden and he slammed my hips into his, grinding me against him which elicited a soft moan from my lips. Not even a second later, Aleksandr captured my mouth in a fierce and passionate kiss. "You're mine," he whispered darkly. *FOR FULL SUMMARY READ THE PART BEFORE THE PROLOGUE*

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

"Oomph!" The sound rushed out of my mouth as the door opened before I could reach the handle and my body hit a wall. I took a step back and realized that it wasn't in fact a wall, but instead a very attractive male. I looked up at his head to see a very messy, but sexy, mop of black hair on top of his head. When I looked closer, I noticed that his hair was a very deep brown that was probably often mistaken for black. My gaze traveled downward to his eyes, where I found two deep, ocean blue eyes looking back at me. My gaze travelled farther down to his crooked nose, to which I assumed came from too many fights. My eyes finally found his pink, very plump lips, which were turned into a sneer. "You have got to be kidding me!" His pink lips said in a very offensive voice. My eyes turned questioning as I looked back up into his eyes. "Whatever, lets finish this. I, Ashton Carter, reject you, as my mate." He, or Ashton, said with venom lacing his voice. He quickly turned and walked down the now vacant hallway with no glance back. Rejection? On my first day? The first person I make eye contact with at this school, rejects me. I guess that's how this school works, if the hottest boy in school rejects you, you're a nobody. So much for making friends, or mates, or whatever they call people at this school. I shake those ocean blue eyes out of my head and continue into the office to start my new life.

He was Stone Cold.. literally. Frozen in time for centuries, A vampire awaiting his beloved to set him free. History always fascinated her. But she had no idea that it wasn't history that tugged her towards itself. It was the one who lived in the history. A cursed vampire lord turned to stone, A human girl born to lift his curse. Read more to find out how their story unfolds. (It's my first story. Please go easy on me ❤) ~I don't own the picture used in the cover.~

"How do you stuff so much alcohol into your body?" Sean glared at me. I laughed out loud and threw a pillow at his face. He caught it before it could make contact. "It is a secret" I whispered dramatically. ------ With the biggest war ahead...love, emotions, relations, and faith are tested. Will Sasha succeed when she finally faces her darkest fears? P.S- Sequel to 'THE PROMISE'. The book can be read as a stand-alone but if you decide to read THE PROMISE later, don't complain that I did not warn you of major spoilers ;)

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Lydia Anabor's life was one full of peace and adventure growing up side by side with her father. The only thing that really bugged her was the constant, repetitive dream she's had ever since the day she turned 18. She tried to ignore it early on and act like the constant reminder of a dream she didn't understand didn't bother her, like the hours of research it caused her weren't that valuable. She told herself to just not think about it. To just accept it as something that she wasn't going to understand. Except the day that her dream finally changed brought her face to face with a wolf. A wolf that brought her a day full of aggravation, confusion, and a strange feeling she couldn't quite explain. ~~~ "Okay. So what, you're like a dog... person... wolf thing?" He bit his lower lip in what looked like an attempt to stop a laugh. "Sure. But personally we call ourselves werewolves." "Were...wolves?" Another nod. "Yup, and judging by you're reaction to all of this, I take it that you're unaware of the fact that you're one as well." My eyes bulged. "I've never even seen a wolf until today. I think I'd know if I was part wolf." I countered. "I'd think so as well, but we can figure that out later I'm just happy that I found you." "Why?" His lips quirked up. "Because Lydia, you and I are mates, and I've been looking for you for a very long time," he said, with a grin that showed off his ridiculously sharp canines. My body seemed to shiver at the very word itself, despite my confusion that just seemed to keep growing. "Mates? Like buds? Friends? Chummy chum pals?" I think my desperation for some common sense was becoming a little too evident. His smooth chuckle filled the room. "Not quite." Is all he said "Then what?" I was surprised to see him actually reach a hand through the bars towards me. "Come here and let me show you."