~read the rewrite, 'Celestial Bodies: Of Runts and Lycans,' for free on my profile~ #1 in werewolf (first time: December 13th, 2015) #64 in drama (May 11th, 2018) -unedited, first draft version. things are spelled wrong. i hate the main character and the timeline is a mess. read the rewrite. trust me- Xavier sighed and tried to move in front of me without scaring me into backing away from him. "It's okay little one," he said as came closer to me. I felt so tiny in his presence, especially in wolf form. He knelt down and tried to move closer but I whimpered and backed up more into the tree. He sighed again before trying again and I tired to put all my fears away as he once again reached out his hand. I put my head down, hoping that if I couldn't see him, I wouldn't be scared. As I felt his hand on my back and felt tingles explode, I jumped but then relaxed as I got used to it. I calmed down more as he picked up my small frame and held me close before whispering into my ear, "What has happened to you little one?" *~*~*~* Celeste has always been running. When she was little a group of rouges killed most of her pack and the remaining wolves ran, including her. Over the years they have slowly split off until it is only her and her mother running. When the rouges once again find them her mother spared her own life to keep her beloved runt safe. She ran, but eventually she could no longer run for her tiny body hadn't had the energy. Now she has been found by a new pack, The Paramount pack, and she is surprised when she finds her mate. Because how can she, an innocent little runt, have a mate such as Xavier, one of the strongest alphas in the country? -unedited version-

He is a runt, an omega, and a lone wolf, no better than a rogue. After spending thirteen years alone in the woods, he's learned to take care of himself, and that packs are to be feared. Chase has acclimated well to pack life, though the loss of his little brother still weighs on him years later. When he discovers his brother may still be alive, he will do anything to get him back, but is there anything left to save? Dax is the alpha of a large, powerful pack. All he cares about is what is best for his pack, so when his beta drags home a feral omega, he'd just as soon put the kid out of his misery as take him in. But how will he feel when he discovers this omega is like no other he has met before? What is his adopted brother's connection to this runt, and what are they running from? And is it worth putting his pack in danger to protect them?

2-year-old Anovah Carter has to deal with the colorist parents she was "blessed" with. Her whole life has been filled with pain, sadness, and abuse. Will she ever get away? Farah and Treyton Williams have to live life not being able to conceive their own children. Their marriage has been filled with sadness and pain. Will they ever get their desired child?

Innocence is something that you see in fairytales so is honesty, but that innocent mindset disappears in your teen years. As for Moani's family and friends, they're all going down the same difficult path of finding themselves. Their back story will reveal that their lives aren't so innocent as they perceive to make it. Will there lost innocence cause deprivation to their lives? My grandmother handed me a thorny rose, "Uh-Uh" -she wagged her finger- "Be careful it has thorns now, they'll cut you." I nodded my head and held the rose in the palms of my hands, "You're a Rose Nene.." she said as we continued to walk in her garden. I shook my head, "I'm not a Rose granny, I'm Moani." She chuckled and patted my head before stooping down. She took the Rose from my hands, "You see how beautiful it is..." -she held it to the light as I nodded my head- "...Beautiful just like you, but it has thorns to protect its self from the bad things and people. " "Can Zelda be a Rose too?" I questioned and she moved my thick hair from my face. "Yes, deary everyone is a Rose, but some welt for water." She claimed "I drink a lot of water granny! Ill never welt!" She smiled, "Don't let anyone take your water away, you need it to survive. I do ask that you lead other welting Roses to water." I crinkled my face not understanding her.... "You nothing to me. Fuck you!" he yelled in my face. I sat there looking dumbfounded I was now 3 weeks pregnant. "What you mean?" - I stuttered- "You just mad you don't mean that" He grabbed my chin and leaned in like he was about to kiss me but, roughly pushed my face away. ⚠️ WARNING!!⚠️ Story Contains mature content such as violence, self-harm, abuse, and profanity.

This story follows the journey of 18 year old Noah Bradley whose tough exterior and hard demeanor is in constant battle with accepting who he truly is. Navigating his way into adulthood, he finds himself in unfamiliar territory when things go awry with his first love, Naieem George. A coming of age-comedic, heart-wrenching, sexually driven, heavy at times--hood love story. The journey begins a day before Noah's first semester at the University of Maryland in College Park, MD. **This is a special story to me. I started writing it four years ago on a different platform and stopped for several different reasons. Figured I'd complete it here. Thanks for reading!

"Where would I be without my baby? The thought alone might break me And I don't wanna go crazy But every thug needs a lady" - Ja Rule

my first book so ntm on me !

Ziathe , the leader of all rogues. Not a wolf to mess with and a cold hearted murderer with his mind set on taking over the werewolf packs. Aspen , the king of all alphas. Makes sure everyone knows their place and has his mind set on killing all of the outlawed rogues Both of these wolves have their minds set on one thing , to kill each other. But when they finally meet they discover something that might make it that bit much harder.

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"Try it." Kye urged eagerly. Eventually giving in to his request, Xander took a bite out of it, making a weird face as he chewed. "How does my ball taste?" He chewed slowly on it. His ball was thick, a bit too tough and rubbery. When bitten into it, a hot stream of molten gooeyness spurts out onto his tongue, in the stickiness containing small chunks of ingredients. "Is my ball okay?" Read to find out more... Highest Ranking: #4 in gayromance