Timothy, a vampire turned no nonsense bounty hunter who keeps peace among supernaturals, has his world turned upside down when he meets a mysterious young witch who requests his help. ***** Timothy is excellent at what he does. He's a vampire bounty hunter who hunts supernatural beings and trains others to do the same. It's not a glamorous life but he loved it... until his boss nearly killed him but that's a whole separate story. As an apology for nearly murdering him Timothy's boss has granted him paid vacation for the first time since 1919: Tim has great ideas about what to do in New Orleans with his time off but those plans are shattered by the human witch Sammy and her damn magical pancakes. Will this confusing new relationship between a BDSM-loving vampire and an asexual human witch survive their quest for answers about Sammy's past while battling supernatural creatures and genetically engineered monster hunters? Tim's vacation just got a whole lot more complicated... Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content and themes of violence. 𝔅𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔊𝔬𝔡𝔰 Breaking Imhullu [Book 1] Breaking Order [Book 2] Breaking Death [Book 3] Breaking Darkness THIS STORY IS A PART OF THE WATTPAD ORIGINALS

Dorothea Caddel, is born into a wealthy family that can easily give her a plane or a planet to her wishes but what if something deep is hidden in the mask of a perfect family, a devil that she fears but soon learns to accept as love. That story changes when she meets a certain vampire who changes her for good and forever history. This is a story of her life, about her amazing powers and the friends she collected along the way. Each chapter she keeps dearly for us to read and learn. This is a Jasper Whitlock Fanfiction.

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

They say opposites attract. But what happens when a rogue and an Alpha who both crave chaos end up being mates? It seems like Moon Goddess has made her first mistake. ______ I tilt my head, scrutinizing him. He did the same. A frown tugs on my lips. He did the same. "Copycat," I breathed out. A smile reaches his face and his eyes twinkle with curiosity. His stares bore into me as he eyes me up and down, pride swelling in his chest. He opens his mouth to speak, "Pleased to meet you, mi amor." "It's a pleasure to meet you, too, mate." ______ I'm definitely not a professional writer or any of that sort so mistakes in terms of grammar and plotholes will be inevitable

A jaded gigolo's shy, virginal client requests a kiss, with unexpected consequences for them both.