I will be your heart, if you will be my shield. In a world where magic supposedly didn't exist, Serena has spent years struggling to conceal her unpredictable singing magic. While wishing for a peaceful life where she can sing without fear, she sees a man in handcuffs being forced into a shady research center. Their eyes meet, and the soulbond is forged. Darien is not from this world, and he's been held captive for years. With the soulbond amplifying his strength, he can fight his way through almost everything, but not every danger can be fought with fists. Their love draws them together even as power-hungry enemies try to pry them apart. They want to control Darien for their own purposes, but he's too strong to be controlled by force. Their love is their greatest strength-and their biggest vulnerability. But magic has its own rules, and no song can go unanswered. Excerpt: I pitied the man, although with so many cops around him, he was quite dangerous. Who needed 30 police officers to supervise one guy who in handcuffs and leg shackles? I watched him walk down the gauntlet between the rows of officers. It was as if I couldn't look away. He paused and looked around. His brilliant glowing blue eyes seemed to meet mine across the vast distance. I couldn't even blink as his eyes seemed to hold mine. The trees of a park broke our locked gaze as the bus kept on driving. I took a deep breath, suddenly realizing that I had stopped breathing the moment our eyes met. I had never seen such blue eyes before-and they glowed! A shiver ran through me. I had been too far away to make out the color of the man's eyes. My eyes watched the trees, hoping for a break in them so I could see the man again. I had no such luck. --- Fade-to-black action fantasy romance Copyright November 2017. Readers may not copy, alter, translate, or steal this story. Fanfictions may use my *world* and *magic rules* as long as credit is given.

At birth every creature is given a necklace. Some odd in shape, but always the same in size. Such a necklace was a gift from the goddess herself, to find the other half of your soul. Someone who won't break you, nor bend you, but build you from the ground up. It glows and heats up when in the presence of your true love, fitting seamlessly into theirs. But for one wolf, her necklace is significantly smaller than the rest of her pack. Thus she shunned the idea of love, seeing as hers seemed unworthy to the goddess.

Book two of the Out of Darkness series.

When Skye goes to visit her heartsick best friend, she's in for the shock of her life as she's save by one of the dangerous people that walk on the streets. Read and explore her adventure with this mysterious and strange Gangleader. "Because you're his weakness"

"How about we make a deal?" He says peeling the knife out my hand. "Im not making a deal with the devil" I say shaking my head as I push him off me. "But babe you can call me Satan" he grins. Contains strong language! Some sexual scenes And extreme bitchiness Let's not forget the sass. Hope you enjoy This story is copyrighted xox

Natasha has a secret. She has a sexy body, one that she keeps hidden. She was always the fat kid during high school. The kid that was always picked on. She barely had any friends. She went to college and found an interest in dance and she shed the weight however now she wears the baggy clothes as her shield. Her hair messy as not to attract the right men. Now she is working for the bullies that bullied her. Soon the school reunion is on the horizon. Should she show the bullies that she changed and they cannot hurt her anymore or should she hide behind her armour. Marcus and Max are twins. They are identical in every way. They tormented her throughout high school. Only because they secretly harboured feelings for her. That is why they employed her at their business. That is why they watched over her during the university years. They have been waiting years to mould her. Waiting for her to ripen so that they could taste the forbidden fruit that have been denied to them for so long. The clock is ticking. They given her ten years of freedom. At the reunion she will be theirs for the claiming. Rated 'R' Please do not copy or Steal any content of my story. And If you want to know if this story is for your read a couple of chapters and comments. Everyone is in on this story. Don't miss out x

I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, deeper into the woods away from my pack that was chasing me and into the neighboring pack, the Black Moon Pack territory. I ran until I fell into a clearing which turned out to be the front yard of the Black Moon pack Alpha house. I watched them get out their car and come out of the surrounding woods on guard and that was when I saw him. My mate. ---------------------------------- Lena is the Alphas daughter. She is also the pack runt. And when her parents died and her uncle combined his and her packs she starting getting abused because of her Uncle's pack law. The only ones who treat her with love is her friends and her cousins. And when she meets her mate, something happens that will change her entire world. ----------------------------------- Dylan is the Alphas son of the Black Moon pack and when a shifter collapses into his front yard and gets past the guards unseen he's pissed but when he feels that she's his mate he becomes curious and angry at the person who caused the scared look in her eyes and the bruises on her face.

A world where humans despise werewolves not because they know them personally but because their fear of them. Stella Morgan is just a regular 20 year old woman working hard to get herself through college and maintain a job, she knew about werewolves but never met one until the day she went home and found out the werewolves were paying her town a visit, not just any visit; the alpha was looking for a mate.

Oh, you don't like that one silent girl in the back of the class, well, shes the rejected, one of a kind, a pure black wolf.

the flames surrounded the building the same as they did years ago. i thought she was gone, that she was only but a myth these days. disappearing off the earth like an extinguished fire. but the residue remained. her ash and smog and burns remained haunting the streets of New York. she is different now, different motives, different speed, she is not as sarcastic as before. maybe she is something like a Phoenix, rising from her ashes as a new. i don't know, but she is back, and all of New York knows it. The Shadow Rider is Back.