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When 3 girls and 4 brothers supposedly meet for the first time, it turns out they aren't so different from everyone else. They all have tragic backgrounds. Along with secrets and trauma that haunt their past, but they aren't like the other people in town though, they have special abilities and have a lot of unnecessary mental illnesses (sorry if they aren't accurate by the way, I just wanted to put some awareness on these kinds of illnesses) So come along for the ride and fall in love with the villain's and hate that one character that should die but never does like Matt Donovan🤢 There's always a Matt Donovan🙄✋ ❗WARNING: sexual assault, alcohol abuse, child abuse, domestic abuse, depression, suicide, PTSD, and many other mental disorders or disabilities. Reader discretion is advised. If you are triggered or have a hard time reading about these topics, then please don't read this book!❗ 🖤🖤🖤Enjoy the show folks. It's gonna be a long one. I'm making more books with all the character's different POVs or im gonna try. See you on the other side😉✌

EMMA RUBY FOREST. You know the perfect girl, with blonde hair, blue eyes, who is desired by almost every guy, also dating the future Alpha, yeah that's not me, that's is my bestfriend, Rosalie Walker. Me? Well I do have blonde hair but I'm the one who is never noticed in her group, the shy, akward girl, yeah that is me. Not that I'm complaining, I'm perfectly happy with it, my mum and dad working in the hospital as doctor and nurse, my brother who is a pain in the ass but also very caring, amazing friends, and then there is Ethan my Bestfriend's Boyfriend and my crush. There was a time when everything was just more perfect, when me and Ethan were best-friends, but then we grew up and unfortunately we grew apart and; I was left with these feelings for him. Nobody knows about it and they don't have to, because at the end of the day it's just a little crush, right? * * * ETHAN STEVEN PRESTON. The future Alpha of Golden moon pack, I can say my life is tough, full of problems but that'd be a lie, I've got loving parents, loyal friends, an amazing girlfriend and also almost every girl in the pack wanting me, either for my power or for my looks, well every girl but her. And the thing is, I only want her. Emma has been my girl since I can remember, but I have to maintain my distance because of her stupid overprotective brother Zach, who is also my bestfriend.Nobody can know about my crush on her, neither her brother nor my girlfriend or I'd be into deep, very deep trouble. But I don't think they'll have to know about it because at the end of the day it's just a little crush, right? 🏅Highest ranks:- #1 luna (24-8-2021) #1 bestfriend'sboyfriend (24-4-2021) #1 darkwolf (10-5-2021) #1 romance-friendship (5-6-2021) #1 emotionalrollercoaster (12-10-2021) #2 mate (24-8-2021) #2 lovehaterelationship #3 alpha #4 bestfriends #4 jealousy #8 alpha #8 childhoodsweethearts #9 ethan #13 lovestory #13 matebond #24 lovetriangle #25 possessive

WORK IN PROGRESS‼️ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── There was no noise; I was at peace, and ironically, the stone-cold pavement never seemed warmer as my blood oozed out of me and around me like a painted canvas. I was slowly losing consciousness, but my mind never seemed happier now that I was dying. The white walls with big bright lights did not resemble heaven; in fact, it was quite the opposite. I thought I had died. When I came to, I found myself in this strange place, disoriented and confused. I looked around and found another five pairs of eyes looking at me with the same emotion swirling in their gaze. Now, 15 years later, I train with these girls. Our makers take care of us, feed us, and make sure we are clean, healthy, and fit. Some of us never had that; that's probably why it took so long for us to realize we were being used. The dirty work they made us do, none of us questioned it. How could we when we were taken off the streets? For a chance at normalcy, we settled for anything, even if that meant blurring the lines of right and wrong. After a mission gone haywire, we started noticing, and now we strike back to take our voices and reclaim the power that was used on us as a way to control us. After all, they are the ones who trained us; we are just returning our long-overdue favour. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Rankings : Featured in Mystery-thriller #5 in Mystery-thriller on 7/12/24

(Book 1 of 7) *complete* I fell for Alberta Anderson when I was a teenager, she was my childhood best friend. It was a slow and steep descent into an all-encompassing love. To be Allies favourite person in the world, and yet to yearn for more...to dare to yearn for more. It was torturous, and before I would ever get to confess it, another came along who dared to be braver than me and fell in love with her and all that she was too, my older brother Ben. Ben was sensible enough to propose and claim her for eternity with a band of gold and a seal in our temple, all at the tender age of eighteen. Our church, you know that infamous one in Utah? Yeah that one. Their wedding day would mark the day I left Utah, the church and my family, the month I announced I was gay and was sent away... there was no room for gay here...and in turn no room for me. Allie wouldn't understand, my absence, or my silence...and five years would pass...painfully for us both. Allie had a child, I went to college, feelings got left buried, but thoughts were daily, and she never left my mind...not for a day, and what I didn't know was that she was in that same place...lost and waiting for me to return. And I would return... one christmas five years later... and with me every feeling and emotion resurrected. Our teens were only the beginning because the journey to Alberta was about to span through our twenties and into our thirties. A journey home. *** Willa Jameson. When I hear that name in church one Sunday afternoon, it is five years later, five years I've not seen her but the name stirs a pain inside of me still. My life starts and ends with Willa Jameson and she has no idea. Mature content marked in chapters with a * *Completed March 2022. The first of seven novels* *I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION FOR THIS BOOK TO BE COPIED, OR ADAPTED ON THIS PLATFORM, OR ANY OTHER, BY ANYONE ELSE*

[BOOK TWO] "Anniversaries to some are like counting the years spent doing something great, years spent together, or years spent alive." I started slowly, voice dropping to a drawl as I peeked cautiously out of my bedroom blinds, scanning the road to see if there was a cloaked figure watching my every movement. "I view anniversaries as counting down the days till death finds me." *** After the events of her wonderfully packed 21st birthday, Addison was ready to retire back into her home and never again see the light of day. It wasn't a totally bad idea. After all, her family's generations-old riches was enough to tide her over until the day her past finally catches on, and until that day finally arrives, she had no intention to step out of her front door. And to think the last time she did, she ended up in the game of cat and mouse with a cynical hooded spirit that wanted her dead and her soul in a glass bottle for his own little sadistic collection. Silence had followed the whole year after the disastrous party. For nearly 365 days, Addison had no trouble with unwanted evil celestial beings lurking around her house in an attempt to take her soul away with a world-stopping kiss. However, the silence was too often, and the world had become too quiet. Reason being? Apparently, Death's new move was to kidnap her best friend Minnie Hoover in an attempt to bait her down to hell itself. Life became much quieter without one-third of her little clique. And so Addison ventured away from the safety of her home, in search of her best friend. After all, silence creeps the heart just as death does, and the world was now deadly silent. Highest Rank Fantasy: #9 Highest Rank Teen Fiction: #77

[Complete. Wattys 2023 Winner] The Redding takes you if it knows your name. That's the rule that's kept Meg alive --- or awake, rather --- since the night the world went to hell. Nobody knows where the red stuff came from, but it acts like water, it's in the water, and it falls as rain every night. The people it captures drop like puppets with their strings cut. They're asleep, not dead, and you can wake them if you say their name again. But then they just try to kill you. Meg and the other survivors she's befriended think they've found a stable equilibrium, six weeks after the catastrophe began. Nicknames become real names, and Meg knows she's getting better at identifying safe houses. Her crush discovers that Morse code, like writing, is a safe way to say a Sleeper's name. It's the night after learning it that Meg wakes up just as the nightly rain is starting. Raindrops, as it turns out, can make dots and dashes, too. The Redding can talk. And it's telling her to run. ❖❖❖ Complete. Wattys 2023 Winner. Featured on: @�������� - Embrace the Fear: Horror Stories @��������Explorer - Embrace the Fear: Scary Stories @Creators - Scary Stories to Read in the Dark @�������� Explorer - From Our Creators @dystopianapocalypse - Featured D&A Stories @�������� Explorer - Why Not Buy Some Flowers @Fright - Featured Stories Comments and critiques are both welcome and appreciated. I write characters from many different backgrounds, with many different experiences. If you share those traits and find that I have misrepresented anything, please let me know! I am feedback-friendly and here to learn :)

The world they knew was gone. Their friendships were strained. Winter is coming, and the threat of the infected isn't all they have to deal with. Two groups of friends, in two different places in the world, fighting for their lives in hopes of finding a safe place. {The Second book in the Apocalypse Series} ... "We have to stop," Dave yells over the roaring wind, "He's getting worse.." Minx looks back at her ill friend, her eyes soften. She nods, looking around, "We'll stop, but we need to find someplace to hold out for the night." ... "I don't know what it means," Mark shakes his head, speaking softly to Jack as the others sleep, "I was bit. But I'm not getting sick.." Jack frowns lightly, "Maybe.. We should tell them that you weren't actually bit.. We don't know what they'll think or do, especially Tyler.."

KNOWN PREVIOUSLY AS HE RAPED ME...BECAUSE OF MATE PREVIEW: It's all but silent when it's over. I'm left alone in the woods. I don't have the strength to get up. So I curl into a ball, hugging my knees to my chest, sobbing, and yowling as I've never done before. Red hot blood seeps from between my thighs unto the leaves beneath me, taking my virtue along with it. A fowl reminder of the atrocious act just done to my once untouched body. In the very far distance, I hear a wolf howl into the night, the sound is haunting, sounding in as much agony as I am in. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.* Rape, Blood, Secrets, a Cult, Rituals, Sacrifice, Betrayal, Death, and a Tragic Love Triangle is the recipe for a new species yet to be discovered. Will one girl be able to handle all thrown her way? Or will she let the darkness consume her into the monster she is foretold to become? *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.* WARNING: This book is Rated R for a reason, there are explicit sexual scenes, mature themes, and provocative language. There are also some difficult subjects I tackle in my book, so if you are not comfortable with these sorts of topics, I suggest you go no further than here. For all my past readers, welcome back!! To the new and improved version! Boy, do I have a rollercoaster of a journey for you to tag along on. Some names have been changed and the plot thickened, so get ready.

The cold breeze in my face, clinging tightly to my bare arms. My arms wrapped around my torso in an attempt to keep me warm. Tears streaming down my face as memories of Harry's cruel betrayal flood my mind. Of all days, he chose my birthday to hurt me. My red pumps creating a gentle click sound with every contact is made with the tarred road. Creating the only sound the night breeze brings to my ears. Asides from my sobs and the distant barks of the neighborhood dogs. My third sense is suddenly activated as I sense I'm being followed. I smell danger. Walking alone on such desolate streets doesn't seem like the best idea I could have come up with. I wasn't thinking straight when I made that choice. I should have called my driver to come to get me!. This creepy feeling becomes more intense and I decide to do the one thing I know I'm good at; run! I throw my purse and phone away as I begin to run in a frenzy I feel something hot on my trail, when I look back, all I see is dark fog. The more reason to run faster. The road fairly lit by moonlight, my heart in my mouth and prayers of help and mercy escaping my lips. Finally, I hear music playing from loudspeakers. I'm close to civilization!. I keep running frantically. One of my pumps is gone. Soon I see a club insight with a few people outside. I begin to scream for help when a figure suddenly appears before me. In fear, I make to run in the opposite direction but another figure is right behind me. Next thing I know; I'm surrounded by darkness. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°¢°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Tales of missing children are considered a fallacy till teenage Sonia goes missing... Follow Sonia on her desperate quest to break free... And bring the truth to light

It was one night. One stupid, crazy, amazing night that changed everything for Ace and Skye. Ace was never happy although he had everything anyone could possibly want and Skye lost all the happiness she ever had the moment she ran away from home. They are from two very different worlds and they know they are doomed from the start, but they can't forget about eachother no matter how much they want to. Nothing matters anymore, all they know now is that they can't live without one another. And no matter what, they are determined to find each other again.