"You only hurt those that get close to you, you use them" He only chuckled. "To get what I want? Yes...yes I do" ~ Claire Westbrook was the daughter of the Beta in her pack. Her pack of werwolves. Only thing was, she was adopted after being found in a dumpster as a baby. She is human. She lived with her new family of seven for her whole life. She adapted to the way werewolves lived but still had the short end of the stick when it came to pretty much everything. Especially because humans are forbidden in the kingdom. A tyrant rules over the werewolf kingdom, having control over every pack in the area. No one has ever seen him nor is allowed to repeat his name. He puts up a fake persona, everyone that is close to him knows to fear him. Who knew humans can have mates?

He stares right at me, "You eat like a pig." "You look like a pig." I rolled my eyes, continuing to eat. "A pretty damn sexy pig." He winked. "You might be a sexy pig, but you talk like a donkey." "Are you agreeing that I'm sexy?" He narrowed his eyes, smirking. "No...I didn't mean it like that. I just..." I blushed. The nerve of this boy. __________________________________________ Cassie Davis. A girl leading her normal life. She has great grades, an amazing personality, and two better than awesome best friends. Insert in Carter Wayford. A type of guy Cassie Davis hates. In other words, he's a bad boy...Carter Wayford the bad boy. A guy with a flirtatious personality filled with sarcasm and sass. One day when Cassie's best friend leaves her 'for good', Cassie needs to find a way to get revenge. Well, the best person to help her with that? Carter Wayford. But Carter Wayford will only help her if she wins a bet. Little does she know that this bet will change everything... A bet with the bad boy. _______________________ Please read at your own risk! This story involves lots swearing and other mature ideas and one stunning bad boy bound to make you swoon! xoxo -Meggie |||Highest Rank: #38 in Teen Fiction||| [COMPLETED]

In a world of black and white, seeing colour is achieved only through physical contact with your soulmate. A pendant acquired at birth has the first words said to you by your soulmate. That's how the world works. Amber Paisley doesn't care for any of this. That is, until she bumps into someone on the street, and colour blooms before her eyes. It's breathtaking, and being without it - it hurts. She is amazed, until she sees who it is that the world tells her is her soulmate. She'd have anyone else, anyone. Just not him. ------------------------------------------------------ #1 in colour #1 in color #1 in prompt #5 in fiction *Contains infrequent mild language* EARLY WORK AND NOT YET EDITED (please excuse any mistakes / a lot of cringe but do still read if you wish!) Cover by @IndigoBunting