"So this was all just a game to you . . .this whole time, you pretended to like me in order to humiliate me in front of the entire school?" An air of melancholia surrounded me, eyes watery like never before. "Were your feelings for me ever real?" There wasn't even a trace of an apologetic expression on his features as he tucked his hands in his pockets, before he gave a nonchalant shrug. The sudden urge for revenge became a prominent priority. He regarded me passively. "It's not my fault that you fell for me in the first place." he justified as he advanced my way, closing the gap between us. Unstably, I strode backwards on the concrete. ". . .stay back." I whimpered. "You're nothing but cold hearted." ·•● Two years ago, Emery Roy was tragically exposed to what some could call an intense betrayal all thanks to the originator - Dean Darnell. Everything went downward spiral after they started dating. What appeared to be a match-made in heaven, turned from blissful to disastrous the moment Dean humiliated Emery in front of the entire school, leaving her completely heartbroken. So to avoid him at all cost, she did what any person would do: transfer school. Fast forward two years later. What happens when she's returning back to Roosevelt High, for the first time during senior year? She only has a few tasks: avoid Dean and face her obstacles. The only question is will she succeed or will she get fooled again? Highest Rankings : | Teen Fiction #5 | | Romance #24 | | Basketball #1 | | Drama #2 | August 8th, 2020 | Humor #3 | September 6th, 2021 WARNING: Contains Uncensored Language Copyright © All Rights Reserved 2014

What happens when one kiss turns your world upside down? That one simple kiss makes your life into something unexpected. Athena Delaney works at a publishing company to publish gossips and news about celebrities. One drunken night, she met a well known football player from Spain. Well not exactly, she didn't know he was even a football player. Alexander Herrera finds her interesting that he couldn't resist her pink tempting lips. So he kissed her. Him, the well known footballer kissed a stranger he just met at the bar. But little did he know that, one kiss changes it all.

(EPILOGUE ADDED) [Final Update: April 22, 2020] Rank: #209 in Werewolf (April 24, 2015) Rank: #269 in luna (June 25, 2020) PLEASE BE INFORMED THAT I WAS ILLITERATE AND VERY CLICHE IN WRITING THIS STORY "please don't kill me." I begged as the third in command lingered around me, his eyes turning an intense shade of yellowish green. I manage to sneak away from their land, partially my fault. I couldn't take any of this. The situation was terrifying. But a sudden tension rise as adrenaline gush throughout my body. The scent from before was back. My mate is here. But who has the guts to show up in the Royal Scars pack? Once you set foot on their land, you can never look back. The third in command was pushed back and he muttered "Alpha." Then a strong built body with intensive eyes came in view. He looked down at me and stared intensely and lustfully. His face soften then grabbed the third in command by his collar. "Mine!" © 𝓵𝓾𝓴𝓮𝓼𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓯𝓸𝓸𝓭

Mate. A mesmerising string of four letters placed perfectly for an equally perfect person. How it came about? No one really knows the answer to that. They only know it exists. And for good reason. When Celia finds Cassius - an Alpha known for his brutality and strength - she discovers he has secrets. Ones that could tear her apart... literally. ••• ** WARNING** This isn't your average story. It will contain some heavy stuff and is not a novel where humanity is perfect. There will be slavery, hierarchies, other stuff along those lines, course language and mature content. Set in Australia 'cause I know shit all about America and I'm sick of googling everything. Cover credit: @Deadrot © Copyright 2014. Immortal-serenity™

Now, I've been hungover before. Arguably more than most. I've experienced the entire spectrum of complicated euphoria that comes with drinking until you can't stand. I've witnessed things that upon reflection, no sober human being could even begin to comprehend through the kaleidoscopic of lens of Dutch courage. There has been very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions while recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded for me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something monstrous. And I can honestly say, that was a first for me. The air grew thin as I began to shake uncontrollably, a rotten cold sweat breaking out across my skin as my tongue simultaneously turned to ash in my mouth. His pupils had blown to an unearthly size, the whites of his eyes rapidly growing blood shot before flooding with thick, burgundy splotches, removing any trace of humanity. Dark veins of blues and purples bulged along his neck, darkening to a perturbing black as they crawled along his jawline and burst forth from his orifices, joining a tangled web beneath his skin. His canines which had already been relatively prominent, extended even further, their sudden evolution an inescapable indicator of their deadliness. His head morphed and elongated just past the point of natural, jaw clenching and sickening cracks looming as I stood frozen in stock horror fear. Everything in my body screamed that what I was witnessing was just wrong. That if there was a God, this creature was the antithesis. I was in the presence of the ultimate predator and I was one swipe away from having my throat ripped out. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- British ex-military meets the supernatural.

One bridge. Two guys. Three secrets. Four therapists. Five attempts. Six months. Seven bad habits. Eight family meetings. Nine visits. Ten cuts. One death. Spiritual #4

My name is Joey Lerman. And I... was just going through a phase of 'moving-on' from a 2-year relationship with my ex-boyfriend. In this screwed up story, it practically involved a lot of things - such as my break-up story, my dreamboat gay BFF, and of course, our ludicrous plan of making my ex-boyfriend regret ever leaving me. And maybe I shall mention about the process of ME falling in love with my gay friend. You read that right. But you better buckle up, people. Shit's about to get even crazier. Welcome to my crazy, like totally crazy, loop story of heart breaks and a lot of romance. ----------- (WARNING: CONTAINS A LOT OF IMMATURE CHARACTERS AND COMPLICATED PLOT LINES. THERE ARE TOO MANY GRAMMATICAL ERRORS AS WELL BUT I AM REVISING THEM SLOWLY AND SLOWLY. IF YOU EVER HATE HOW THE CHARACTERS EVEN EVER ACT OUT IN THIS STORY, PLEASE KEEP IN MIND THAT I WROTE THIS BOOK YEARS AGO AND SPONTANEOUSLY DECIDED TO PUBLISHED THIS WITHOUT GIVING THIS BOOK A FURTHER THOUGHT. PLEASE DON'T SEND HATE OR ANNOYING LITTLE COMMENTS ABOUT HOW THE STORY ESCALATED TOO QUICK OR HOW IMMATURE SOME CHARACTERS ARE.) ON THE STATE OF EDITING ----------- (All Rights Reserved Mic 2013)

Rachel Vaughn is being hunted by something... unexplainable. And she can't help but think it has something to do with Luc, the handsome but mysterious guy who lives next door. { Book I of The Psychic Curse } After her boyfriend cheats on her, Rachel Vaughn needs a fresh start. She finds it in a new apartment, and despite having some seriously weird neighbours, she quickly settles into her new home. But her cozy little apartment soon becomes hostile as strange things start happening. Small things start to go missing, she hears voices at night, and once... once Rachel swore she heard a growl. Though her friend Polly fears Rachel may be losing her mind, it soon becomes clear that Rachel is being hunted by something... unexplainable. And she can't help but think it has something to do with Luc, the handsome and mysterious guy who lives next door. Eerie, thrilling, and romantic, The Psychic Next Door twists, turns and tortures you until its heart-stopping climax. Rankings ----- Previously featured on Wattpad Featured on the Wattpad Stars profile #1 in #Psychic #1 in #Spirit #1 in #Haunting / #Haunted #2 in #Ghost #3 in Paranormal

Christopher De Rege is a gang leader that has women jumping at him from left and right. He would use them like tissue every night, but the next day he would always have an eye for one girl. Mia Bellerose is a bartender at the local bar, she always had a crush on Christopher but she knew that he would never talk to a girl like her. She is plain and flat compare to the girls that he socializes with. They all have curves and amazing bodies. One night something goes wrong and Christopher is there to save the day and that day he realized that he had enough watching her and he finally took some action.

"You're so lame." Alexander comments as he walks into the kitchen. "Shut up, I don't care." I scoff as I continue to make myself a sandwich. "You know, maybe guys will notice you more once you stop wearing your father's clothes." He teases and at that moment, I turn around to face him and give him a fuming glare. "Leave me alone." I hiss through gritted teeth before storming out of the kitchen, leaving behind my sandwich. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ A 16 year old girl named Courtney is not your average teenager. She buys her clothes from the men's section and only has two friends. But not for long. Her mother gets proposed by a wealthy man and she is forced to live with the school's biggest player. Unfortunately for her, he doesn't know how to mind his own business...unless he's with a girl. 1 girl, 1 boy, 1 marriage, 1 confusing relationship. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ ©2015, Kim Herz