Ivan has hunted a beast for years, and everything he knows about William comes back to Lianne - the beast's first victim, his only survivor and his next target. The plan is simple: protect Lianne, kill William when he comes. But protecting Lianne is anything but simple. Whispers follow her like shadows: of a Lady of the Lost, of her curse and her miracles. Demons prey on her at night. The toll of William's victims continues to rise. And when she speaks to Ivan's wolves, her words restitch their wounds with a hope he hasn't seen in his Pack for years. When William finally shows for the reckoning, Ivan finds everything he loves tested. Just how much can he sacrifice for one woman? Content/trigger warning: This story contains mentions of rape, self-harm, suicide, miscarriage, and drug use. [[word count: 150,000 - 200,000]] Cover designed by @Eunkyung_art

Annie Jacobs travels to Ireland for one final college assignment. All is going well until she accidentally insults one of the biggest musicians on the planet - Travis Sparks. One thing leads to another and...what happens in Ireland must stay in Ireland... ***** Determined to land her dream job of scoring soundtracks for major motion pictures, Annie must give everything she's got to land an internship in L.A. Five weeks in Ireland for her last college assignment is her one shot at impressing Alex Sullivan, CEO of Crypt Studios. But after a chance encounter at a local pub, she finds herself spending too much time with an overplayed musician. Travis Sparks is hiding from his career. Annie is trying to snag hers. Neither intends to find love while doing so. Five weeks together might lead to a lifetime of nothing but memories and lost opportunities...or maybe they'll find each other again one day. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Morgan King

this story contains adult content!!!! read at own risk. I glared at the vampire before me, pressing myself against the bars of my 'cage' before dropping the glare and offering him my sweetest grin, "once I get out of her I'm going to kill alllll of you!" I swept my arms out wide, my grin turning feral, "I'm going to rip out all of your throats and see how you like your blood being drained from your neck." The vampire flashed his fangs at me in an equally menacing grin, "you can try that all you want, after the auction." I was tempted to spit in his face but I really did not want to be whipped...again. ~~~ Calla, an 18 year old human girl has always lived her life on the run, but was captured by vampires and forced into auction at a high end 'pet shop' where any wealthy vampire can buy her and proceed to do as they please until they decide to kill her. Pessimistic, rude, and short fused Calla is one hell of a handful, one most vampier's don't want to bother with...until him. THIS SHIT IS RATED MATURE in case you were curious this isn't labeled Mature on the wattpad rating thing because it won't let me change my fucking maturity thing.

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

Against my better judgment, I answer, "Look I told you, you have the wrong number," I say a bit too harshly. "I wish I was the girl you were looking for but I'm not." "You do, huh?" His husky voice fills my ear again and I shiver. What the hell is he going on about? "What are you talking about?" I ask confused. "That you wish you were the girl I was looking for," he says amused. I groan remembering exactly what I said and palm my face, "I said that huh?" "Uh huh!" *** Fallon Mathews is a waitress who works entirely too hard and too much. She is pretty, smart, and not shy. Alexander Grant is the owner of one of the hottest clubs around- which just so happens to be the same club that Fallon likes to go to in her free time. Oh did I also mention that he is the son of a well-known CEO? A billionaire? No!? Well, he is. He isn't a player, but he does sleep around a lot. After all, he is single. What happens after he is given the wrong number that just so happens to be, Fallon's? Love, friendship, heartache, drama, and tragedy all in one! **WARNING** There most likely will be lots of errors! This story is for mature readers ONLY! [18+] **This story contains violence, strong sexual content, strong language, and adult themes.** If you do not like these things, please do not attempt to read them. Thank you! Readers discretion IS advised!!! This story belongs to me and is ONLY posted on Wattpad and should not be found anywhere else. Please inform me if you see this story anywhere other than on here and under my profile, thank you!

Colin Byrd searched unsuccessfully for his mate for many years. When he could not find her, his wolf took complete control and he became a rogue. He's wild, untamable, and starving. Faye Anders was not prepared for the wolf that showed up at her cabin, half-starved and staggering. She was definitely not prepared for said wolf to turn into a man on her bearskin rug in front of the fireplace. The starving Wolf-man is her mate. Set in the wilds of Alaska, Under an Alaskan Moon tells the story of two mates on their journey to love and acceptance. Thank you for reading! Sincerely, Scarlett McLeod Hi guys! Under an Alaskan Moon has been published on amazon. Thank you for such an incredible journey. From here on out, only part of Under an Alaskan Moon will be available on wattpad. If you guys could check me out on good reads and leave a review, I would greatly appreciate it. Or if you would like to find me on Amazon simply search my name (Scarlett McLeod), or search Under an Alaskan Moon. Happy hunting my little shapeshifters!

Cat Logan is a single teen mother with a deadbeat ex-boyfriend and parents that haven't spoken to her since she got herself knocked up at the age of sixteen. She's been making it in the world all on her own and has been raising a child that she loves more than anything. She's used to men running for the hills the moment they find out about her two and a half year-old son, so when her best friend Hannah sets her up on a blind date with aspiring musician and college student Nick Bradley, she reluctantly agrees but isn't exactly expecting to find her happily ever after. Maybe it'll just have to find her instead? #Wattys2019

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