WARNING: This was written many moons ago. I have decided to put it back up because of a large request from readers. However, I was a kid when I wrote this so take it with a grain of salt. (Like a literal child) Sophia Frost is a cold, charming and secretly sweet woman. However she's a Rogue with no desire to be apart of any pack, not again. See, she used to have a pack, a family but that's all in the past. Now, she doesn't want a Mate. She wants to be alone. She knows she can be safe alone. But when she finds a charming 11 year old boy in the woods, she is drawn to him. He seems innocent and brave, a mix that's hard to come by. When she is suddenly taken to his pack house, it hits her. A scent like no other. A tingle like nothing before. She found her mate. And no it's not the kid.

Savanna Snape had a whirlwind romance, before he vanished on the full moon and left her with a little surprise. 🐺 "My body wont forget our history. We fall back so easily, its muscle memory." 🐈 any mature content is between fictional adults. Most characters belong to jkr

"No, I'm an only child.What do you mean by I have brothers? " Follow Anastasia Rosaline Blade through her journey. Overcoming abuse, PTSD, depression, anxiety and suicidal tendencies. How she went overnight from being an only child to having 5 older overprotective brothers. Who are in the mafia but lets talk about that later. First few chapters are short but the rest are longer Please give my story a try, its my first time writing TW (Don't read if triggered easily) Hope you like it! Thanks for reading!!! #1 Firststory on 12 July 20 #1 Depression on (I forgot when hehe) [Story is Completed]

Mazikeen Kelly has been runing from her own fears, after escaping what would have been the end of her countless of times she settles down in an abandon farm house outside of a small town i wich she starts to work on her self hoping to find the freedom she so desperately needs. *This book contains mature content* *Swearing* *Sexual and fiscal abuse* *All picture were gotten from goggle and social media*

A mc dedicated to saving children. Stopping sex trafficking. One mission they might get a gift. A gift of a women who has been in there hands for 17 years. A girl who was taken sold raped and abused. Not for weakest of hearts Is she the person who she thinks she is or has her abuse taken her identity.

Sage is an 18 year old from Jacksonville, Florida. She had given up on the concept of 'love,' that is, until she met the rival club's President. She knew it wasn't right, but her heart wouldn't allow her to walk away from him. Now, the only question is, what will the clubs do when they find out the two have been hiding this secret from them? Published and available on Amazon!

Enid is moving across the world to attend university. Away from all that she knows, she soon finds herself at the center of three men's unyielding attention. Three men who are her professors. Inexperienced and innocent, she is the exact opposite of these dark, possessive men. And she is everything they've always wanted.

Amber was rejected at birth by her less than caring parents, leaving her in the forest to die. Luckily a young woman came walking down the same path, and found her. She took Amber in and raised her as her own. The woman soon found out that Amber was no ordinary child, but she was a werewolf! But not only was she a werewolf, she called herself the fire wolf. Her mother was not new to that world, although she was not a wolf herself she had many friends that are. She knew there was a pack not too far away from her. She would send her daughter there for training. But what will happen when Amber finds more than she bargained for? EDIT 05/21/21: this story is very old, and was written by me when I was basically a fetus (barely high school). It has plot holes. I will not be editing. Read at your own discretion.

"Who is she?" Damien asks, pointing at the girl who's smile instantly stood out to him. He hasn't seen her before, but even from afar, her smile was contagious. Maybe it was the way her lips curved upward, or how her eyes brightened in the dullness of the boxing arena. His friend follows the direction of his eyes to the girl sitting across the room, "Coach's daughter?" He asks. Damien nods his head, "That my friend, is the Chapstick girl." ~~~~~~~~~ Amber is just your average girl trying to survive through her junior year of highschool. Well, let's elaborate on that average part, there is just a small little detail that was left out. That she is known as the Chapstick girl. Why? No one hates her, in fact, everyone adores her kind, happy nature. Always willing to put others before herself. Or maybe it was because no matter where she goes, she always has HER chapstick. It defined her. A lot of people bypass the reason why she always has it, but maybe it has a deeper meaning than what other people see. Well, except one person. Damien. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Book three in the T.B.B.B (The Bad Boy Boxer) Series. Cover by @_broken_chords

"Hello, Josephine." An evil smirk formed on his perfectly carved face. ***** I've been working so hard since that day he told me that he doesn't love me anymore and he wanted a divorce. I asked him why and he just told me that he doesn't love me anymore and that I bored him in bed. It hurts me so much, especially when he brings home different women every night in our home to pleasure him at night, yet he has no clue that I'm already pregnant with our child. I signed the divorce papers and leave his house with my broken heart and my child with me. I didn't accept anything from him, that he insist that I should be taking it with me. I just left and start a new life in a new town while my child is growing inside of me. He doesn't know about OUR daughter until he comes into my brother's wedding. ***** Now in my brother's wedding here he is, standing tall and handsome as always, with that cocky smirk on his face. I hated him yet my heart keeps pounding violently in my chest. "What are you doing he-" "Mommy!" I remove my eyes from him and look at my Athena, to see her running towards me and wrap her arms on my waist as she smile up to me. Take note: *This book will be edited and some of the story lines will change.