Forced into a bond that forever ties her life to the last black dragon known to man in order to save her brother, Artemis must discover how to deal with a world that will do anything to see them fall, while trying not to fall for the dragon herself. "Your brother killed the last of my kin," the dark dragon rumbled, "So you will be my bride, and pay for his mistake."

Ryne's an Alpha starting a new pack. Melody's researching his photographs—or so she says. But can she be trusted or has she stumbled upon his secret? And if she knows, can Ryne save the pack without enacting an ancient law known as The Keeping? SKOW winne

Quiet, apathetic Eden is known as the Loon. She's the lurker, the lookout, the one who watches from the shadows and learns. Aid and evade is all she knows. Her partner, Roselle, is the Lotus and the temptress - tasked with seducing the king. Too bad that once the king starts chasing the Loon, Eden's role in their high-stakes mission goes from a gamble...to just plain scrambled.

Adelaide Ryan: her pack's weakest link. A pocket-sized werewolf who suffers from shifter performance issues…Basically, she's stuck in her lowly human form and is about as scary as a bunny rabbit. Rafe Greywood: the big, bad alpha who won't give her the time of day. But that's okay, 'cause she's totally not in love with him. Nope. No way. [REMOVED]

Little did Cassandra know that the injured cat she'd nursed back to health was anything but helpless; by her hands a most powerful, evil being would be released and it becomes painfully clear to her that he's bent on repaying her on his own selfish terms.

He was dark, handsome and killed anyone who looked at her. Amelia Spitz's heart never stood a chance.

Nightmares and Dreams are actual creatures who invade human minds as embodied fears and joys. Violet doesn't use the new BlissMax pill designed to give good dreams (or any modern niceties, thanks Dad), and one night, a Nightmare—the fear of hell—enters her enticingly un-medicated mind and gets trapped.

Determined to put the fear of God into the racist homophobe who messed up her best friend, mild-mannered Jane Hazelton resorts to hiring a thug to do the job. Trouble is, said thug isn’t interested in money, he’s interested in her. **COMPLETED**

Because he'd never settle for just slaughtering lambs.

In the country of Syre, a race of beings exists that can shift from man to beast. These are the tales of such men and the women they choose as their mates. *Full short story synopses inside* WARNING: MATURE THEMES/EXPLICIT CONTENT - MA

I really hate 'Caution, Wet Floor' signs. Why? Because I only realize that the floor is wet AFTER I start to slide at a dangerous speed. This can't be good. R&R.

I needed to stay far away. "Mate…" The words sounded like a whisper, but I heard them clearly. He was standing in my face, staring down at me with his amber eyes. I had never seen lustful eyes before, at least lustful eyes directed at me.

It didn’t matter to my Hindu Mum that he was an Italian badass covered in tattoos; the Indian fortune-teller had predicted that I would marry him so according to Mum, marry him I would. **Lucan’s Story**

However good-looking he may be, he had just insinuated that I wasn’t a real Spain fan, and that was simply unacceptable. “This past month and the eight years preceding it, yeah,” I replied, resisting the urge to flip him off. For FIFA 2010 fans. ONE-SHOT

He was arrogant and heartless, had everything and wanted nothing. Just like his bitter father. She was just an 18-year-old girl, who had just lost everything and now had the job to work for them as a maid. The only rule? Don't fall for him.

One-shot. "What's wrong?" Before I knew it, he had placed himself squarely in my path. And – dare I say it – he actually sounded a little angry and hurt. "Why are you not stalking me anymore?"

Even if it was cliché, the too good girl finally tamed the too bad boy. It had taken a bubblegum chewing fairy to find his heart and all he wanted to do now was be worthy. And all she wanted to do was be his. SKoW Member Challenge - Bubblegum

I was sure that Cameron Clarke was a vampire, but when I asked him if he wanted to bite me he looked at me as if I’d just sprouted another head. He probably wasn’t used to being recognized as a bloodsucker. It's understandable. ONESHOT.

SKoW Nominee, Round 9. I see him every Thursday morning on the train with a clouded look in his eyes and all I want to do is make it go away. one-shot

SHORT STORY: "You think you can have any girl you want, sauntering in here and throwing your practiced smiles around...Well, I’ve had it up to here with pricks like you and your ‘naughty librarian’ fantasies! Take it somewhere else!" COMPLETE. SEX/LANG.

He's pure gold and I'm not even breaching on copper.

ONEshot. - She is the type of person who likes hugs and kisses. Cuddles and touches. But he isn't. And sadly, she doesn't know.

(One-Shot) 12:05pm. Target caught masturbating in bathroom stall. 007 status: in adjacent stall, hyperventilating.

How do you snag the hot senior's attention? Easy. Sneak up on him in the boy's locker room. One shot!

ONE SHOT. SKoW challenge response. “You're mine. And I'm yours. It's a whole big possession thing. Point is: I love you.”

In the middle of a forest, stands a castle in which lives a King who, in return for protecting the town below him, takes in a mortal girl once every twenty years. Twenty years has passed. A girl is chosen. What will happen when Love gets in the way?

She stuck her hand in the back pocket of his jeans. "Does this make you uncomfortable?" He smiled and slid his own hand into the back pocket of the shorts she was wearing. "You'll have to try harder than that." It's funny what games become. -Oneshot-

I was tired of being the good girl so I decided to do something not so good. More specifically acquaint myself with a certain bad boy that had a reputation for ruining good girls. His name was Lee and well he ruined me, in a good way. Oneshot.

“… Samuel Adams.” “As in the beer?” I asked curiously. “As in the beer,” he affirmed. “Also as in the Samuel Adams who signed the Declaration of Independence, but hell, all we know is the beer.” Oneshot.

Winning her over had nothing to do with flowers, chocolate or suave dance moves. He only kept barging through her door to harass her. [OneShot]

You will understand this if you have ever taken a Calculus course.