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When your mate is an Alpha and you're the rogue that causes all the trouble, you can't exactly go up to him and say "How's it going big guy! Even though I've been causing trouble in your pack and school, I'm sure you'll love to know that I'm your destiny for the next fifty years until you end up 6 feet under." So no. I wasn't going to tell him that I was the future Luna of his pack. Who in their right mind would do that? Unfortunately, matters of the heart is something the brain doesn't seem to understand. ** © alw_13 All rights reserved *Cover picture found on Google images, edited.

"Who are you exactly?!" I growled angrily. She tried to free herself from my grasp, but I pinned her to the wall. She glared at me angrily as she kept pushing me. "I don't fucking need to tell you anything!" She spat. "I am not leaving until you tell me!" I whispered angrily as I leaned in closer. I felt her stiffening up, and as I felt she will reveal, instead she smirked as she whispered in my ear, "You don't want to do something Aiden, which you might regret later!" I backed up at her words as she walked away, not turning around once. "Who are you...?" I mumbled to myself. * Moving away from home, set to begin his new life with his childhood bff in the New York City, Aiden Blake was more than ready for this. Just a glance at his Greek god body, a whisper of his husky voice with his charming and attracting charisma; he already had all the girls falling for him at an instant. All but one. Meeting her at the most unexpected moment, he couldn't help but be drawn towards this mystery girl whereas she has no intentions of even staying within the sights of this newcomer playboy. Something inside him seemed to pull him closer to her, aching to know her more. She only seems to push him out, as he promises to unravel her secrets. But what will happen when the secrets the girl had buried deep within, secrets she wanted to remove from her life, seem to emerge out? What will happen when the dark secrets start to haunt him too? Will he stand by her side, or will he step away? Will they ever be able to move past everything to see each other truly? Different as Fire and Ice; will they meet together or fall apart? Follow their ride filled with smirks and eye rolls, tragedy and a dash of comedy, the secrets buried within and mysteries hidden. A hidden girl and a determined guy... of course, with a sprinkle of romance!

She looks up at me, her eyes on fire, "Asher, give me one good explanation on why you won't let me leave!" I step forward, and she takes a step back, her back pressing against the wall, trapped. "Come on, kitten, I know you don't really want to leave," I state. Her eyes narrow, "what makes you think that?" I smirk, "stop pretending you don't want to kiss me right now." Asher Bates is the bad boy and underground fighter, and Soyer Hill wants nothing to do with him. He's not used to being told no, and he won't let Soyer be an exception to that. But will his stubbornness and her denial cause them to hate each other more or will it make them fall? (**warning my first story written in only a guy's POV so it's a little rough, but don't let that stop you from reading it**)

Over a year ago, Asher Mavis tried to commit suicide. He survived... in a way. Unfortunately for him, he's a vampire now - unable to die and forced to live on for eternity. Talk about irony! To make matters worse, he quickly finds out that he's not the only supernatural creature attending community college. Let's just say this is not your usual vampire story. Content warnings: mental illness, suicidal ideation, suicidal thoughts, trauma, neglect, isolation, recovery, torture, physical violence, mature themes, sexual content, harsh language, inappropriate and mature language. ❤️ Cover Art by @gloomygroke on Instagram ❤️

**Alone and hopeless... Is that everything there is to me? Do I not deserve the prospect of a change? A change for good.** Those were thoughts that went through my mind when he crushed my body with unnatural strength against the tree. I felt the taste of blood on my tongue. My surroundings started to get blurry. My head was throbbing. I began to feel drowsy. But there was one thought that gave me conscious, spinning through my head like a tedious fly keeping me from rest. **I deserve a change.**

"You're sorry?" he repeated, his deep and raspy voice reaching my ears from across the room. I nodded. His dark eyes the same shade as the night looked me up and down. "Why don't you get on your knees and show me how sorry you are." All it took was one glance. Five years ago, Ezra Atlas laid his eyes on Lilac Winter. He had never seen somebody so beautiful. He knew, just from that one look, she would be his, and only his. Wanting to live her life in freedom, Lilac escapes to a different country. Hiding. Hoping that the man obsessed with her, will never find her. But nothing could stop Ezra from finding her. Time is slowly catching up. He is slowly catching up. And once he gets his hands on Lilac again, She will be his, forever.

Asher brought a girl back from the Floating Island and took her under his control. But her true identity as the "Divine Daughter" sent shockwaves across the empire, igniting a deadly pursuit by every faction. Even his archenemy, the noble Marcellus Voren, joined the hunt. -Can a demon understand love? One day, deep within the abyss of the world, Asher obtained the power of "Absolute Dominion," and all of humanity trembled. With this ability, he could subjugate all living things-except the Divine Daughter. A force that humans, in their terror, came to call "the Demon's Power." Years earlier, on the day his homeland fell, the slave boy Asher Sinclaire had sworn an oath: one day, he would make the Aeteria Empire kneel. Step by step, he fulfilled that promise-rising from a wretched slave to a general, then ascending to the imperial throne, and eventually conquering the entire continent. Yet, despite his willingness to trample empires and even obliterate the world, there was only one thing he truly desired: The angel he had captured-Cressia of Eudoria.

||Wattys 2022 Shortlist|| Kian Advani was a closeted queer in his high school. Always in denial of his true feelings and emotions. So much so that he did everything to blend in with the rest of the straight crowd. But that didn't mean he wasn't attracted to Enzo Santiago. The star soccer player of the school and someone Kian has been crushing on since seventh grade. Too bad he never got the chance to act on that crush. Now he is finally out of his small-town conservative circle and giving himself a fresh start at University. Everything seems to be working as he has planned. His new workmates are not homophobic, and neither are his new friends. But can things remain under his control when Enzo waltzes into his life again, a little too unavoidable this time? *** Disclaimer: This story is exclusively published on ��������. If you see it somewhere else, please do inform me.

A Story Filled with Drama and Anticipation Introduction Oliver Sterling's life was as close to perfect as one could imagine. The second-year student at an elite all-boys school, he was the epitome of privilege and innocence. With his wealthy parents, impeccable academics, and a knack for romantic daydreams, he lived in a bubble of safety and predictability. But all of that changed when he met Kian Storm. Kian's world couldn't have been more different. A street-smart, resourceful teen hardened by life's harshest realities, he knew what it meant to struggle. Living in a crime-ridden neighborhood with his alcoholic father and drug-addicted mother, Kian had learned early on that survival required toughness, cunning, and an unflinching will. Their paths crossed one fateful evening when Oliver ventured into the wrong part of town. Naive and unaware of the dangers around him, he found himself cornered by a group of muggers. As panic set in, Kian appeared out of nowhere, intervening with fearless precision. The encounter ended with the muggers fleeing and Oliver staring wide-eyed at the boy who had just saved him.

Madeline's relationship with Asher was like a puzzle with half the pieces missing. From the moment he appeared in her life, he captivated her with the intensity in his eyes, drawing her closer without ever saying a word. There were moments where he felt like a protector-his presence a shield between her and the world. But in the next instant, he would retreat, leaving her confused, clinging to fragments of affection. Every smile he gave seemed to hide something deeper, something darker. It wasn't a love story. It was a game-a dance of tension and release, of waiting for something that might never come. But somehow, she couldn't stop trying to solve it, even as the pieces slipped through her fingers.