*Wattpad Exclusive* Best friends are there with you through thick and thin, they understand you better than anyone. Although Natalie has recently realized those you trust most, abuse it more than anyone else will. She leaves her dorm for one night she comes back to catch her boyfriend and her best friend in her bed together. Natalie breaks up with her long term boyfriend and demands that her 'so called' best friend moves out. Although, half way through the school year there is no chance for another room. So Natalie, looking for any excuse to leave, and stumbles into a world she only thought existed in books. Two alphas, from separate packs fall for her and start fighting for her heart, torn between the two worlds Natalie must decide which world and which mate, but once the pain is over, it's time to pay her so called best friend a visit. Don't you agree?

Eliza Harris, daughter of Alpha Harris of the TidalMoon pack has been looking for her other half, her soulmate, her one and only since she first shifted at 18. Traveling to pack after pack, she came up empty handed and soon lost hope of ever finding her mate in her lifetime. As Eliza grew older she decided to move to the city where there weren't many wolves that she had no choice but watch live happily with their growing families. One day as Eliza was checking into her hotel room, she picked up a delicious scent that had her stopping in her tracks as she made her way to the elevator. Her body immediately turned as the scent had her legs carrying her down a long hallway, which she hadn't realized was where celebrations and parties were held. Cheers erupted from behind two large doors which were suddenly pushed open, releasing the excitement and happiness in the air as a breath taking man exited the room, but not alone. In his arms was a beautiful woman in a white wedding dress who seemed to be gazing up at him with love, his eyes seeming to return the gaze to the woman. Eliza stopped in her tracks to stare at the breath taking man who's scent it was that filled her senses to the brim and had her mind and body buzzing for more as she stared at the man. But what she realized too late was that the one she had been searching for didn't wait for her. He had just became a married man.

All I ever wanted was a nice simple life with my mate. Did I get it? Pft, of course not! Emma Simis was rejected by her mate and bullied by her pack, brother and others. So she did the only thing she could do and ran. She ran all over the world trying to get away. When she returns, she's captured by her old pack and is confronted by Peter Robinson, the mate that rejected her. Will Emma fall for Peter and forgive him for what he did? Will she forgive Peter and move on with her life? Or will she dwell in the past? And what's this about a former lover while she was a rouge? First book I've written and possibly the first book of a series.

In this sequel for Can You Keep a Secret, Deserae White is nearing the end of her senior year. With finals coming up and her father's trial going on, she finds herself too busy for sleep, let alone her best friends, Miranda Prentice and Valery Sterling. And when Mason Carter drops in without any warning, things seem to become even more hectic! Add in a very sexy and charming defense attorney, an impatient mother, and a surprising offer, and you have a secret that even Deserae can't contain!

Note from MC: Stop. Do not read this story. It was written by a 13-year-old girl who really needed a reality check. Legit, the amount of embarrassment I have for this story is innumerable, so please just... no. "I'm abused by my dad. So what? Are you going to save me? Are you going to miraculously take me away from him? Didn't think so. Stay out of my business, Mr. Carter. I can handle myself," I snapped. He was really starting to get annoying with all these questions. Couldn't he take a hint? He leaned down, getting into my personal space again, and stared into my eyes. "You're fifteen, Deserae; you can't handle yourself. And to answer your question: Yes, I am going to save you. With or without your permission." And he walked away. Leaving me stunned, confused, and breathless. As always. *I WAS ONLY 13ISH WHEN I WROTE THIS, SO IT'S IN NEED OF EDITING THAT I WILL NEVER DO. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED*

His tongue trails from the side of my chin to the corner of my mouth. I'm frozen on spot, barely breathing. When he pulls away, his eyes are the same shimmering silver I had seen the other night. My breathing spikes, and his eyes dart to my mouth. Before I can process the situation, he leans in, pressing against me. Nineteen-year-old Vixen Tyler is infamous at Columbia University. With rumors floating around about her short temper and impressive fighting skills, most people try to avoid her at all cost. And hanging out with well-known delinquents doesn't really help her case. What the rumors fail to mention, however, is just how much Vixen hates herself. Balancing a deadly habit with after school fights, Vixen finds herself in life-threatening situations all of the time. None of that, though, could prepare her for the transfer of the new psychology professor, Chase Kingsley. With a rugged sexiness that just screams "off-limits," Mr. Kingsley instantly earns the heart of every girl in his class. But something's off about this mysterious professor, something that's becoming clearer the longer Vixen sticks around.

"Your sarcasm is cute, but you don't have to use it so often." He was smiling. "This is a pretty open place to meet your student." "Which is true." Nodding his head but not dropping my hand or creating a space between us. "Okay. Sooo still haven't told me the purpose of me being here." I laughed lightly. My palm was beginning to become sweaty and my heart was beating so fast. Extremely fast. "I wanted to see you." He bit out truthfully. "Well you see me." My voice was barely above a whisper but some how he heard me and stepped closer. "Which is also true."Oh God, he was leaning down. Was he going to kiss me? Who am I kidding, he was going to kiss me. He was moving so damn slow. Slower than Carter and this was becoming blissful torture. Halfway there....... It's Stacie's junior year,with her blonde and pink hair she's never been average. With one friend she has plenty free time. Free time to fall for a new guy and the new hot teacher, her new hot Art teacher. In the end she will have to choose....

'Standing up I looked straight at Professor Garrett, smirking evilly. "Hi, my name's Christy Evans and I'm an English major. Let's see," I said tapping my chin in concentration, all the while trying not to laugh out loud, "I'm the leader of a group of intergalactic beings who are here to terminate all those who are deemed too conceited for the good of civilization," pausing I gave Professor Garrett a pointed look of my own, "I live on planet screw you, and I'm allergic to bullshit." Smirking and feeling very satisfied with myself, I waited for Professor Garretts next move. ' -When Christy finds her long term boyfriend isn't who she thought he was, what will she do? She's about to begin college-the same one he chose to go to as well. With the help of her best friends and a new forbidden love interest, can she be persuaded to let go and love again?

Avery Blake never had a perfect life, so when she starts to develop feelings for her new, hot music teacher and things begin to go wrong; let's just say...she isn't surprised. Join the 17 year old high school girl in the story that captures romance, friendship, horror and much more. Will Avery be able to run from her problems as she has done her whole life? And how many times will her life be in danger before she does, in fact, die? Read and find out.

I started to aim the paper ball when I was disturbed by a husky chuckle, a sexy chuckle at that! "uh ,uh ,uh you have to be further away from the bin, not that close." He was right. I was just three maybe four steps away from the bin. I felt my face burn as a blush traveled from my cheeks to the tips of my ears. If feeling embarrassed wasn't bad enough, I soon felt two large strong hands grab securely around my waist as I felt my back on such a strong chest being pulled back further away from the trash bin. His scent was intoxicating, almost like coffee mixed with fresh pine leaves, a weird combination but I couldn't get enough. "Okay try now." Status: Ongoing