Stella Burns do not exist. There is no trace of her out there. Her name is unknown. Her existence is a ghost. She is hidden and sheltered from the cruel world that is desperate to eat away each shed of innocence and naiveté, which makes everything Stella Burns is. She is a child untouched by the world. But as always, the world catches up to everybody, even sweet Stella. Her whole safe world is shattered when she witnesses the first cruel reality. When her dear protector dies, she has no choice but to navigate her own path out into the outside world full of evil. She finds her brothers on a stormy day at a mansion doorstep. Once she steps in, her world shifts entirely, with her new protectors standing behind her back.

Every year on Charlotte's birthday, her mother takes a picture of her to send to her father that she's never met before. He was a man with dangerous connections so they had to live apart for Charlotte to be safe. But on Charlotte's fifteenth birthday things change. She moves all the way from London to Manhattan with her mom. Charlotte gets to make new friends but also new enemies. The Cassano's are very powerful and Charlotte will soon find out how powerful they truly are. /////// Snippet: "Your sister touched my boobs and slammed me into a locker. Your brothers pushed me up against a locker and choked me. I really don't care for any of the apologies you give me, because let's be honest, they're not genuine." The blond man's jaw dropped but there was no change in Hector's face. He only seemed slightly annoyed that I interrupted him. "Yeah, bestie, you tell him!" Cecelia purred. Eunha gasped and softly slapped Cecelia, but who could really stop her. That girl had no fears. "Let's go." Daniel softly nudged me. I nodded and turned away without saying goodbye. This damn family was getting on my nerves. In this moment I didn't care that I pissed them off. It's what they deserved. But what I would later learn is that this was what kickstarted the whole mess I'd get dragged in. It all started with Hector Cassano getting interested in me. ------- #1 in 'littlesister' on 26 January 2022

Annaliese always craved a family. She desired a warm father, caring brothers, a loving mother and adoring sisters. Maybe even a dog or a cat. But, they were desired for a reason. She never had a family to call her own, not since she was abandoned on the side of the road when she was 5. Imagine her surprise when one day, a man tailored in a thousand dollar suit, picks her up and declares her his long lost daughter. Then, not only is she being recognized by a father figure, but she also has 5 older brothers to look after her? While learning to adjust to the modern world, Annaliese has to go through highschool, the overprotection of her family and the dark secrets they all seem so desperate to hide. Join her as she struggles, laughs, cries and cringes. Join her family as they go through ups and downs and test their bonds. Join the realm of "Hearth" and find a comfort within it. cover be @loverryna

The whole underground world knows of the infamously lost mafia princess Ariana Romano, the only girl born into the most ruthless and coldest mafia family the world has ever seen, who at four years old kidnapped by her own mother. The day where the Romano family became even colder and heartless, their only light in their darkness stolen. No one knows the fate of Ariana Romano since that fateful day. Ten years later, two of the Don of the Italian Mafia's sons were ambushed and captured by one of their enemies. Imagine the brothers' surprise when thrown into a cell only to find their baby sister down there struggling to survive. STARTED: March 2, 2022 FINISHED: ongoing

Laura runs over a wolf who wasn't the average wolf... **kinda cheesy** **Profanity and mature content**

Sixteen year old Carmen Trudel goes to a normal high school with normal people, or so she thought. On Carmen's seventeenth birthday something happens the she thought only happened in fantasy books. She found her mate. A beta no less. One from the California pack. As Carmen gets to know her mate her whole world shifts and she realizes her parents aren't who they say they are. And that she, herself, isn't who she thought she was. Turns out, the first seventeen years of her life were a lie. She's not the daughter of two completely normal, human people. She's the long lost daughter of the Alpha from California.

Highest ranking: #1 in teen fiction. I though I knew Archer McCarty. The controlling, stubborn bad boy who always try and get his way, the bully who made my childhood days waste away. The guy who grew up to be hot as hell. That was why I agree to play the game, for revenge. I wasn't prepared to see a whole different side of him. He is overwhelming and possessive. He goes all caveman when another guy so much as breathe in my direction. He let me break his defense. The tables are turned and I see everything in his view. It seems to make more sense. I wasn't expecting to fall for him by unraveling him but it was easy. I don't know how to tell him that all of these started with that game. Do I even want to? [WARNING: PG-13 Some scenes may be inappropriate for younger crowds. If you are not a fan of over the top possessive hero. This is not the book for you]

She wasn't that drunk. So the six-foot something creature rummaging through her fridge half-naked, at eight in the morning was real. Now here's the tinsy winsy problem; She lives alone. ------------------------------------------------ Let's just say Catherine Wright wasn't having the best day. Everything just wasn't going well-right. So after a couple of sips of wine, she ended up 'praying' for some kind of distraction instead. Who knew the heavens answered prayers from drunk women. Now Damon Grace would be exactly what she asked for. And a few other things that would make her wish she never drank at all. (p.s. It wouldn't hurt to check the tags this story is on) Copyright © 2015 Liz Martinez All Rights Reserved

Attending CottonWood High, also known as CottonWood Living Quarters For Rouges, life is difficult for Estelle. She is often teased and picked on, her past not as bright and happy. Estelle is an imperfect werewolf that awaits an imperfect mate. When all a suddenly, an unusual bred werewolf catches her eye, she knows that her life was doomed to change real quick. Either she runs from her perfect, unusual bred werewolf mate or she hangs around to risk the dangers.

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.