She isn't short. She is bite sized. Anita Rosaline Nightshade has always been small. 4'11 height but a 6'7ft attitude. She might be small, but she sure is feisty. But no one knows of the feisty little beast, because no one ever made her angry. Until he steps in... **** "Stop picking me up!" I whined, pouting. His eyes turned a shade darker as a small smirk played at his lips. He bent down and kissed my cheek. "I can't, your so tiny." I huffed, crossing my arms. "I'm not tiny. I'm average." "More like bite sized." He laughed. "I will call you My little bite size Anita." But everyone knew she was the Little Bite Luna.

"But there has to be a way! You are the only one who can help me. Please," I pleaded, feeling desperate. "I can't help you. This curse can't be broken, Hazel. I'm afraid there is no other way," she said sadly, shaking her head. "One of you has to die." ∞ One rainy September night, four friends entered the Waverly Hills Sanatorium to take shelter from the rain. The diary of a dead nurse was hidden in a broken-down room. It gave them a terrible curse. It awakened a ghost who wanted their souls. Now Hazel must race against time and find a way to break the curse before the ghost can claim the soul of the only person she's ever truly loved... Can she? ∞ [word count: 99,700] 🏆 Wattpad India Awards 2019 winner (Judge's Choice in horror/paranormal) 🏆 Stories Undiscovered (Wattpad Studios): "DIAMOND" reading list 🏆 Highest ranking: #10 in Paranormal 🏆 Second place in April Blue Rose Awards 2019 in Paranormal #wattys2019 entry!

**SAMPLE ONLY** Previously known as His Queen. Highest ranking : #1 in Werewolf (26/12/2015) Note : Please refer inside for the full summary. ❝Every king needs his queen.❞ Every pack has its own tradition. For the Golden Moon pack, it is no different either. Every year, every unmated male werewolf would travel around the world in order to find their other half; their soulmates. All, except for Darius King. As the 'heartless' Alpha of the Golden Moon and the blood Alpha, his is the only name that sends shivers down his enemies' spines whenever they thought about him. In his opinion, the tradition is nothing but a perfect opportunity for other packs to attack his while most of the male wolves are not around, or so he reckons. Little did he know that his decision would lead him to his mate who crashed into his territory; literally. ♛ Please do not leave any hate/self-promoting comments! Thank you! (:

Watty Awards Werewolf Finalist 2012 & one of Wattpad's Most Read Werewolf Stories of 2013! The world of werewolves is changing. All packs are being forced to concede to a more powerful wolf, determined to have peace among the wolves. Emily’s boyfriend of 3 years is forced to take a bride, from another pack, in a political pairing. After one night out, the worst happens. She gets knocked up and had no idea just who her mystery man was.

"Will you be mine?" he asked me in a husky voice. I stared at him apprehensively for a moment, thinking over his proposal carefully before finally settling on an answer that would, in the end, please us both. "Yes, Alpha. I'll be yours." For Claire life was rather mundane and boring. Nothing particularly exciting or interesting ever happened to her. Well except that she would meet her mate any day now. And for her, that day couldn’t come soon enough. When Claire finally meets her mate she is all but shocked to find that it’s the Alpha of her pack. Let’s just say they were both a little thrown by the sudden realization. For Daniel, he had always pictured himself settling down and mating his longtime girlfriend Jasmine Marshall. He was head over hills in love with her. Throw in another hot Alpha from a rival pack and a painful rejection and what do you have? A mess! A million thoughts were whirling through Claire’s mind. One of them being, why was this hot, sexy, Alpha, willing to help her? She was no one of importance in the pack nor was she his mate. She was just plain old Claire. So what did he want with her exactly? And what was with this Surrendering thing he kept insisting on? Well she’s soon to find out. Life for Claire was about to become much more complicated than she ever knew. If only she could see what was coming her way before hand. Too bad she wasn’t that lucky.

"They say all good boys go to heaven, but bad boys bring heaven to you..." -Julia Michaels Luc spends the majority of his day reading, having the occasional apple, spitting with disgust at the human race, and flipping his oh so loving father the bird... Ah, and cataloguing the souls that enter his domain, giving them the grand tour of Hotel Sinners and serving them overflowing plates of eternal suffering with a side of immeasurable regret. It's a satisfying life of solitude with the occasional dalliance that flies away later. That is, until Kavya lands in his lap. And with no choice but to hand her off, Lucifer himself has to fight the only person he has ever loved: Himself. Can he fight his own demons? This short story was made with two special ladies in mind. Cheers, BGC!