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----- I gasped, but soon enough the rain settled the flames down, making it disappear. I flipped onto my back, making the worst decision of my life. I cried out harder, with unbearable pain shooting through my shoulder. I quickly rolled onto my left side of the body. Making my backwards leg and popped shoulder hurt a tad less. I laid there, crying my eyeballs out. The rain got lighter by the second and stars started to appear in the night sky with the thick clouds drifting away. As the rain officially stopped, I was welcomed to darkness. ----- A/N: Now, I was 13 years old when I created this, and I am highly aware of some errors with spelling and the structure of some chapters. I am going over it however and besides the errors, a lot of people seemed to enjoy it, and I hope you do too 🙃. ----- Highest Rank: - #15 Werewolf - #51 Heart - #533 Depression

"Mommy, please." It took everything in her to not bend the boy over the bar top and feast on him. But she couldn't take advantage of his drunken state. Even though her heart was pounding to ravish his pretty body. . . When curse and karma of her past life reincarnates along her, it threatens to take away the one she cherished in her heart the most; Silvia Esther Miles would go to any extent in order to protect her precious boy, no matter the prices she must pay. She wouldn't let her past haunt her present. Instead of being the Raven that wreaked havoc, she'd be the Raven that protected her Dove. Even if it meant going against Fate. . . Started:- 4th June, 2024 Finished:- 10th September, 2024

This is an AGE REGRESSION STORY COMPLETELY NONSEXUAL |. | When will I feel this As vivid as it truly is? Fall in love in a single touch And fall apart when it hurts too much |. | TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ -mentions of abuse, violence, and guns. --------------------- In which a small named Willa lives on the streets, but when a certain group of people run into her and try to help her, they not only find out her traumatic past, but protect her with all they have. But who is to say the girls have a job they never want her to know. When they find her, it's just the beginning.

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What is the destiny of a she-wolf on the run to the human land? . . . At a young age, Alexia lost her parents. With her current status and rumours surrounding her parents' death, she is viewed as a rogue until she flees from her pack and becomes one herself. On her run to the human land, she meets her mate, but what if she doesn't want him? When an Alpha longing for his mate finally finds her, but unexpectedly, she doesn't want him. Will he easily let her leave after waiting for her all these years? On every full moon, werewolves call for their greatest wish; usually to find their mates, but if Alexia doesn't want her mate, then what is her call? . . . Finished writing on the 6th of July 2020 Currently rewriting...

**NEW** I grew up hating my step-father's mistresses' child. She was like a tiny creepy doll. She looked five years younger than she should and always dressed in overalls. I hated how she was always watching us. Like a creepy little stocker doll. Then the day of the ball came and the child came dressed as a woman and stood before me as my True Mate and offered me her hand. No way! This can't be happening!

"I got told to avoid them. To stay in the woods. It was the safest there. I didn't listen; I was young and stupid." His irises dilated again, this time to slits. "When you saw me, you didn't run or scream. You almost touched me, but then that motherfucker shot me, and I bit you." He grabbed your scarred hand, holding it close to your face. "I did that. Me." [ Completed 07/29/21 ]

[ WATTYS SHORTLIST 2021 ] She's always assumed werewolves was a fantasy, but on her 16th birthday, she learns everything she ever believed in was a lie. She knew her world was about to change drastically. She just didn't know how much. ----- Haven Ashford, a sixteen year old, with a bright future, but no home. Her mum is forced to move around America every couple of months, because of jobs. So Haven has never been in the same school for over six months. That was until her mum made her go to a prestigious boarding school in California. She only has about two friends and she's never had any siblings. Her dad left before she was even born, so she has no memory of him whatsoever. Her whole world is turned upside down when she finds out that things like supernatural creatures exist, and she's one of them. Growing up as a teenage werewolf in boarding school, Haven discovers the amount things that has to change. Her love life, her friendships, her studies. Everything is put to the test as she tries to navigate her life with her new found powers. Started: May 31st 2021 Finished: September 30th 2021 2000+ words per chapter 50,000+ word total

CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT 18+ Recommended Prequel to All But Rejected Mate. This story is the sad beginning behind the Fury family. It takes three generations for them to get it right. Izzy was awaiting the Annual Claiming so that she could find her mate and leave her abusive father behind. Unfortunately, going with her mate doesn't seem to be any better of an option. Join the journey of Izzy as she is locked up left and forgotten by her mate. Love may or may not be in her future, but in the end she will refuse to be forgotten. Sneak peek: That's when I smelled him. He smelled like a caramel latte and fresh baked chocolate chip cookies all rolled into one. My mate had the most beautiful body you could ever imagine. He had lean muscles from head to toe. I tried to keep my eyes above his waist line but I could not bring myself to look into his eyes. I have been trained to keep my eyes on the ground, and as I lowered my eyes to look at the grass, I caught a glimpse of what he had to offer below. A breath caught in my throat, as all I can think is "How will all of that fit in me?" It was both long and thick and I am so small. I wanted to cry in that moment. He finally spoke and said only one word in a deep husky voice. "MINE!" I melted at the word and shakily responded with only one word myself. "Yours!"