Nicky Silver's new roommate at boarding school is Daniel MacArthur. One is a werewolf. One is a vampire. Age-old traditions dictate the pair must be enemies; but, forced to share a room for the year, can the pair find a way to put the feud between their races aside?

"Will you reject me?" I ask, ignoring the lump that was forming in my throat. I fought the tears that were threatening to fall. Don't cry, please Hannah, don't cry. His green eyes looked like orbs of ice that stared straight through me. A sadistic smirk pulls up his lip and he puts his arm on my right side, blocking my escape route. "Reject you? That's an easy escape, don't you think?" his voice was as cold as his eyes, as his heart. "The moon goddess gave me you and I'll simply pay her for her kindness." his tone was laced with venom, hatred and disgust. "If she thinks that I can ever accept an Omega as my mate, she's damned wrong." "to those who grew up too fast" A/N: Hey there! Mind giving this story a chance? #1 Werewolf (09/24/2020) Thank you so much for giving this story a chance ♡

-WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS BAD LANGUAGE/SEX BETWEEN THREE MEN/ATTACKS/BXMXM- Your probably wondering who I am. My name is Daniel Adams. I am 4"10, long brown hair,crystal blue eyes,and im kind of a sassy drama queen as my best friend drake says.I have always loved my daddies since I was 14 years old. Now that my eighteenth birthday is in a couple weeks I can finally confess my love to them and be theirs. Sounds pretty set and stone right? Wrong. my daddies bring a twink from the club around the house every weekend.It breaks my heart I have a plan though to finally claim them as mine and with the help of my crazy,loud,sexy best friend drake they wont be able to resist me. When my 18th birthday come around I feel different I feel...trapped in my head.Like I'm an animal locked up in a cage. That night secrets come out and my dreams are fulfilled well that was before three people I loved the most stab me in the back. I can't believe they'd do something so horrible after everything.

What are we without flesh and blood? Are we nothing but a beating heart in a ribcage, a marching soul inevitably leading to our demise? Or are we here as a test of loyalty to our God, a God we do not know but must trust? And without this trust, we will be punished indefinitely for questioning his divinity. And what is a sheep without his shepherd? Without God, are we nothing but sheep led astray? How will we be guided to the light without a shepherd on earth? Should we trust our shepherd to tell us the truth? Or will we be covered in the blood of the lamb? A shepherd with blood on his hands could infect his flock with poison. And with this poison, he has control. And to Luke, this poison is all he knows. His seventeen years of life have been devoted to nothing else but God. He wakes up, goes to school or church, and sleeps; rinse and repeat. There is no place or time for anything else in his life, such as television, going out with friends, or discovering new hobbies. His father, Pastor Ivy, ensures this. His life purpose will be to serve the Lord and nothing else. A purpose that Luke believes is the right way. What else would there be to life? He hadn't questioned this until he met Gabriel, a man who was the complete opposite of him. A man who was strong in his sense of self. A man who didn't bow to anyone or anything and stood firm in his beliefs in The Church of Satan. A man who Luke feared. But also a man who felt like home to him.

Explained in detail in last chapter, this story will be rewritten, and re-published at a later undetermined date. currently unfinished, sorry. Justin is a pop star who has an unbearable need to be in charge. Casey is a fan who simply wants his attention. what happens when Justin saves Casey from the roaring streets he knows as home, and shows him what life should be? they meet in the alley, behind the venue Justin is playing, but somehow it becomes something more before they can blink. Note! This is original fiction, this is in no relation to any actual people. I use real places and mention songs, but none of the main characters are real. Warning: Mentions and acts of suicide and self harm. If you or someone you know has experienced this I will link a suicide hotline below. If you are sensitive to this topic, please consider a different story to read as it is a major topic in this and is mentioned a lot. 1-800-273-8255

"I'll buy you anything you want, under one condition." "That is?" "You assist me around the world as my girlfriend to the public eye, but daddy's dirty girl when it's just you and I. Have we got a deal?" "Anything I want?" "Anything your little heart desires." "Deal."

"If you misbehave in public once, I'll spank you lightly. But do it again and I'll take you to the bathroom, understand?" ---- We started out as friends who liked each other, but when it came to dating... Things got intimate. We both liked being called one word specifically: I liked being called Baby Girl, and he liked being called Daddy. Kinky? Yes, I know. But it just seemed to work out for us. But we had one problem. Baby Girl didn't always wanna listen to Daddy... -------------------------------------------------- This story contains Mature Content. In order to read some of the chapters, you'll have to follow me.

Olivia finally turns 18 . which where she's from is highly dreaded . when you turn 18 you either get yourself sent to a dominant or get a submissive . in Olivia's case she gets sent to a dominant , hunter Elliott a very rich dominant . she got lucky in that department .

She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, and seconds later her back slams against the wall. His fingers dig into her wrists, making her feel a stinging pain shoot up her arms. Her eyes are shut tight. 'Open your eyes'. She keeps them shut. 'Open your eyes, angel'. Her head is twisted to side, wanting to melt into the wall. His broad chest pressed up against every inch of her skin. He slams her against the wall again, making her yelp in pain, 'I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!' She opens them slowly and looks at his face. She can see his eyes, black pools of emotion. Obsession. Lust. Possessiveness. Desire. Love. Dominance. Angelica Ziva Kareem. A beautiful, young woman, who aspires to complete her degree in Medicine. Her dream? To travel the world, to be free and to help those in need. Gabriel Dominic Rodrigo. Handsome, dark, possessive. Rich and hard working to the world above. Monster to the underworld. His life? What he wants, he gets. And he has his eyes set on little Angelica.