You're untamed. He's a vampire, the King of Monsters. What happens when you're mated to literal death? +16

You're abused. He's wrathful, and a Canine God. What do you think your story will be when a werewolf legend like him finds you and you're mated to him? +16

**Cover by @AndiApplexoxo** His hands are stained in blood. Her hands are white as snow. Living in their world, it's rare for someone to remain so pure and clean. Juliet Bianchi has the soul of an angel. The purest and most wholesome person to walk amongst devils and demons without so much as a drop of crimson on her. But can she stay that way? When the unimaginable and the unthinkable happens, will she be able to cling onto her innocence? Or will she succumb to the darkness of their world? And what happens when ghosts appear and threaten everything her and Vincenzo thought they knew? But then again..... Doesn't the Devil know everything? And remember..... Rule number two. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ This story contains mature content. Read at your own risk. You've been warned.

**Cover by @AndiApplexoxo** No one could have guessed what would happen when a sixteen year old Vincenzo goes to an auction with his father. No one could have guessed that his actions from that night would change his whole life path and the path of others. They couldn't have guessed that a blonde haired girl would turn their whole world upside down and change everything but she did. It was set in stone the moment they laid eyes on each other and no one could do anything about it... Because he'd lose his soul and sanity before he let anything happen to her ever again. And as you'll soon find out, May God help anyone who disrespected the Queen.... because she had the Devil wrapped around her finger. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This story is rated M for mature. If you are not 18+ then I would not read this.

★BOOK #13 in the DARK SERIES★ "You," he declared softly. "I want you, princess." Viola Centauri has always been proud to be part of her pack. But she is the last out of her siblings who hasn't found her mate and she doesn't want to find one either. Carrying the pain of her past, she refuses to be with the one destined for her. However, she can't explain this raging need in her body when she meets an enemy of the pack. Will she be able to resist his dark seduction? Mavros Sokolov was a man who got everything that he desired after the world deemed him unworthy since he wasn't born from an honourable family. He was an orphan and had to work through the slums to rise up and build his empire. So, he hated the Centauri's who were born with a golden spoon and given everything easily while he had to sacrifice everything to get the bare minimum. Yet, after he almost killed Gabriel Centauri, he met his little sister who stole his breath away. He found his mate and she was the one he couldn't have. But Mavros always got what he desired and now it was time to claim the Princess of the Centauri pack for himself. Azura was a woman who had no past. Arriving at the Centauri pack with her memories lost and nothing but her name. She didn't know what to do with herself, until Gabriel gave her a home and a purpose. She dedicated her life to him, but now secrets were being unveiled about her past and she wasn't sure who she was anymore. Cherry Brighton was an exiled wolf who wasn't accepted by her parents for being a homosexual. She lived on her own for a while before she found the job opportunity to be a librarian at the Centauri pack. Jumping at the chance for a fresh start, she joined the pack and was eager to make new friends. But she never thought that she'd find her mate in the most ruthless wolf this pack had to offer.

Just one week from Christmas, Sam Thornton and her twin brother are inconvenienced with the news of new neighbors who, unfortunately, have been befriended by their overly social parents. So when they are forced to hang out with the Baker's son for the evening, they expect an awkward night of sitting on their phones and making small talk about being homeschooled weirdos and how much they really don't want to be there. When they are unexpectedly trapped in the house with Winter, a cute green eyed guy with a jazz obsession, due to a freak snow storm Sam realizes that the night might not turn out to be so bad. So (like Dakota Thornton would say) Merry Kissmas, losers. #1 in #snowdin #258 in #winter #25 in #stuck #162 in #christmas #3 in #holidayromance Praise for Snowed In: "THIS STORY WAS SO CUTE!!!! Makes me miss having snow in the winter." - xoxaria "I loved this story WAAYYYY too muchhhh." - TheScarlettMartin

IN WHICH a girl's heart yearns earnestly for a boy who doesn't deserve her. *extended summary inside* [a series of text messages] (third story in my text series. only a small connection to Enunciate in this. you may read this as a stand alone.) #14 in #textstory #3 in #unrequitedlove #183 in #badboyneighbor "Awe this is kind of sweet and different from your other stories." - @witchadry "I love ur stories so much like how the heck do you come up with this??" - @AashikaG "Arghhh I love dis story sooo much. It's just so addicting hahah." - @hiyaitschristine "This is so good can't wait for the next chapters!" - @Underscore_girl37

"Shh... Just a little bit more," I told her, unable to separate my lips from hers. A smile appeared on her lips as she straightened taller on her tip toes. It had been days since I last had her in my arms. I wasn't letting go just like that. I had this girl; a woman that had me enchanted for all I knew.. Dark brown hair, and green eyes that seemed to be grabbing my soul whenever they looked back in mine. With this girl, the electricity I needed to jump start my heart never stopped. Because, this woman... She was always a mystery to me. No matter how much time I spent with her, she was something new. Something different. Pure, raw, untouched. Each of her words were precious, her laughter -- a remedy, and the feel of her body was what healed me. I saw wildness in her eyes, yet felt gentle passion under her fingers. A heart of flame, a soul that played like mine. I felt those sparks under her every touch, and held her closer each time, knowing that I may not feel it in days, knowing that every minute with this girl was legendary. Knowing that it might be taken away from me.. And just that one kiss was more addictive than any drug known to man. Dear Lord, I couldn't fight against the thoughts that were going through me. Her smell was flooding my senses now... Blurring my head, and tearing me apart with the simple fact that I was letting her go again. Not again.. Lana.. My sin. The girl that had me under her spell, and the one I was ready to die for. The daughter of the Morphers, and on the side of my darkest enemies. The love I vowed to keep safe and risk my life for.. Once again, walking away. And I... I was a fool in love. For them, just another creature of the night. I was the opposition. One of the leaders, yet unable to keep away from our very enemy. The gracious Lana. The fearless princess. The one I was supposed to kill, not cherish and adore. But it was the hunger that brought us together, and the feast that brings us back.

Second instalment of Heart Series Nicholas - my son and I had nothing but each other after escaping from his abusive father. We escaped to a restaurant called En Blue. We also found the place we called home. When we went out to look for freedom, it came along with Cain Wilder. SNEAK PEEK: The girl broke into the most beautiful smile that I've ever seen. Her voice is stringing my heart along. "I'm pretty sure I got a heartbeat." "Cross your heart?" She nodded, "Cross my heart."

(First instalment of Heart Series) Being in love with him was tough. It's not easy to be a girlfriend of a multi-billionaire with two identities. When secrets are exposed, danger is inevitable. Love and heartbreaks, nobody told me it comes in a package. SNEAK PEEK: "No, listen carefully," "What?" "Listen to how money is checking into my account every minute, Sierra. I am not talking about a dollar or cents. Its hundreds and thousands checking into my account," I rolled my eyes, "Bragging?" "No," He kissed my temple, "Just telling you how much I am earning and this gesture of sitting on a suit doesn't matter to me. It's you, who matters. I can't buy you no matter how much I have in my account. You are priceless to me."