#1 in tough love #2 in lycans #158 in vampire #218 in fantasy #277 in alphas ***NOT EDITED*** ***COLORFUL LANGUAGE*** Highest Rank #43 in werewolf Highest Rank #12 in random IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO READ THE WORD "NIKE" A LOT DO NOT READ THIS BOOK I AM SO TIRED OF PEOPLE COMMENTING THAT "I get it they love Nike" or "I'm so tired of seeing the word Nike in every chapter" I GIVE 0 Flips DONT READ THE BOOK. I'm WRITING IT NOT YOU✌ ****** An uprising of rogues has disturbed the balance in the supernatural world. What do the rogues want you might ask? They want hybrids. Vampire and wolf and who better to create the than Naiyla Corvin. The direct descendant of William Corvinus and Marcus Corvinus, children to Alexander Corvinus. In order protect the prevailing Alpha Lycan to the Corvinus pack along with other Alphas across the country, the Soon-To-Be Alphas of every pack are sent to The Alpha Academy. Here they will continue schooling along with being trained and protected. With Naiya being a Lycan there are bound to be mishaps. What Naiyla's dad fails to realize is that she will be going to a school full of male wolves. Do you see the problem here? Join Naiyla in her "quest" to the Alpha Academy where her spitfire Lycan, Shira, will be sure to keep you on your toes.

I couldn't stop my eyes as they wandered around his body, looking at each and every curve and line. Though what caught my interest was his wolf mark, one that every wolf has. His was a intricate design on his bicep that I was itching to touch. It went perfectly with his tanish skin and blonde hair. He was like a Roman $ex God, and I wouldn't mind "praying" to him, any day. "Eva,'' I looked up at Will's face, but my eyes decided to do they're own thing and traveled down his muscular body, eventually landing on his abs. God! They don't even deserve to be called abs. They're more like a diamond washboard, that I feel tempted to wash my clothes on! Someone bring me the Downy! His eyes turned a few shades darker then, his skin so close to mine that the heat radiated between our bodies. He moved closer, his crystal blue eyes a midnight blue, warming me to my core. He wanted me just as badly as I wanted him. This was a battle between Alphas, who will dominate? Game on Mr. Sexy Piece of A$s.

NEW EDITION. REVISION IN PROGRESS *amateur writing. Not everyone's cup of tea.* "She turned her pain into power, her visions into victory." "Behind every bad bitch is a sweet girl who got tired of everyone's bullshit." A girl whose past overshadows the present. A boy who loves, but knows not how to show it. A girl who is tired and wants nothing more than freedom. A boy who doesn't want to let go. Family aren't the people you're born to, it's those you're willing to die for, they said. Good thing, Kiara Evergreen isn't willing to die for her family then, not when she's destined to deserve so much better. A tale of love, courage, determination and regret you'll never forget. • • • • • ( Extended description inside... ) __________________________________ Peak Position : WW-1 | PN-1

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

"A monster, an ice cold heart, an abomination...." He stared right into my soul as my eyes filled with unshed tears. "You are all this Medusa.." he whispered in my ear, his lips tracing it's outline. "....and so am I." my eyes snapped to his in surprise. "But then you are so much more babygirl." _________ "He was the light to my darkness, the calm to my evil. He was my god and I was his...since the moment his aurum eyes clashed with my lilacs... I belonged to him." -Commander general of Rogues, Medusa

'"Nobody leaves" Althea's voice boomed, stopping everyone in their track. Matt and Tray were shocked by the dominance her voice held. It was strange, she was a rogue but where was all the power coming from? they thought. "Nobody dares defy my command" Aries spat out each word, his voice too held dominance. He shouted each word at her. "And nobody dares disrespects me" Althea spat back the words at him. Aries too furious, slammed the table and broke it into half. He was too blinded by his anger that he forgot who he was talking to. His mate. His other half. "The rogues have started to think I have gone soft. They think so because I have taken in a rogue" he spat the words at her, looking right in her eyes.' All she was looking for was answers, but what happens when she finds her mate in the process? One that was equally dominant, an Alpha, ruthless and unforgiving. Book 1 of Althea series

Kira, the daughter of the sea. A girl, as fearless as a lion, strong, with the soul of a pirate and... A stolen heart. This is the story of a forbidden love, fate, treasures, the sea, a very special woman, a little boy, rum and a cursed man... And rum. A lot of rum. "You're in love with her," the little voice in his head kept singing. "Absurd! My only love is the sea," Jack protested. "She IS the sea," the voice sang. And the voice was right. ◇She's the one. The only one. And She's a Pirate!◇ [COMPLETED STORY!] #1 - pirates (June 2019) #1 - piratesofthecarribean (May 2019) #2 - sparrow (April 2019) #2 - jacksparrow (Jan 2019) #1 - captainjacksparrow (April 2019) #2 - piratesofthecarribean (April 2019) I'd love for you to leave a comment and a vote!

Maxine Reina Vergara's life have always been 'normal', she goes to her job; as a barista; in a coffee shop, doom scrolls at work, comes home to her unemployed, alcoholic mother and does all the chores. Although she hates it, she was always content, living her life like this until she bumps into Maggie Vera, a freshman in Hilltowne University. Her world turn upside down as she learn the secrets of her past, including that she is a witch with incredible powers, and the truth about her supposed 'normal' life. She will have obstacles and problems in her journey but her newfound sisters will help her face them just as how she helps them face theirs. PS. The story still follows the original script but it will be in the point of view of Maxine and certain shipping would change depending on this story. Everyone, except Maxine belongs to the rightful owners. All the characters are fictional and none of this events happen in real life. All rights belong to the CW and Charmed production and crew.

His body was as powerful and sexual as I remembered it, he had gotten another tattoo on his shoulder since the last time, a few more scars then I remembered on his chest. His back rippled with muscles as he pulled on a fresh white shirt, my eyes transfixed as he took his time buttoning it up. Somehow it was almost more of a turn on watching him put on his clothes than him taking them off, almost. He wiped the blood off his hands with a kitchen apron in a slow steady motion and I pressed myself back against the wall when his eyes focused on me. My eyes flittered to the back door and I battled with myself on whether or not I could make it before he caught me, I couldn't. He tossed the apron over an empty sink and stalked towards me slowly, a predator in every sense of the word and my eyes drifted to the bloody mess of a man on the kitchen floor, was that going to be me in a second? He stopped just in front of me and reached out to stroke my cheek and I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch despite knowing better. My eyes snapped open when he grabbed my chin tightly and forced me to look at him, was this it, was he going to snap my neck and dispose of my body now? "Touch another man again, and I will kill you" his voice was low and promising and I swallowed as he let go of my chin, pressing a rough kiss to my lips before grabbing my elbow and dragging me out of the kitchen. So much for that arrangement...