Saint Knox has spent centuries fighting alongside the men who became his brothers-hunters sworn to The Obsidian Covenant. Their purpose is simple: hunt witches, keep the peace, and maintain order. But something dark is stirring. And stopping it will require an alliance Saint never expected. With a witch. Iris Nightshade has been a witch her entire life-all twenty-eight years of it. An elemental witch with an affinity for herbs, healing, and staying the hell away from The Obsidian Covenant, Iris has built a perfectly comfortable life helping people from the safety of her little shop. Until two enormous witch hunters walk through her door. Because Iris can do something other witches can't. She's an elemental witch. Elemental witches are supposed to possess an affinity for one element. Iris has always been able to harness all of them. And whatever darkness is coming, The Obsidian Covenant believes her unusual magic may be the only way to stop it. So now the witch hunters need a witch. A little ironic, isn't it? Working together should be simple. It isn't. Saint and Iris can't agree on anything. They can't stop arguing. Can't stop getting under each other's skin. And apparently, they can't stop the increasingly inconvenient heat burning between them either. Because the longer Saint is around the witch he's supposed to distrust, the more he begins questioning everything he's believed for centuries. And Iris might be in even more trouble. Because the greatest threat to her may not be the darkness hunting them. It might be falling for the witch hunter standing beside her. Life's full of fucking inconveniences. WARNING: Mature Content

Any other man I wouldn't be afraid of but Lycan Leader Malcolm's body extrude a kind of confidence and primal power that even I can't ignore. --- Running from a psychotic ex and charging straight into a familiar Scottish Lycan Leader's territory. Head strong lone lycan Isabella Carson was about to re-encounter a predator that had set her heart and soul on fire before. Captured and imprisoned by the Scottish lycan leader named Malcolm, she knew in order to be able to survive and escape was to make the leader trust her. Only thing is, she was the one that broken his heart many years ago. Malcolm McLean was over a hundred years old. A lycan that lived that long knew too much, seen too much, and fought too long. Malcom lived his life by one rule; do not let anyone near enough to touch him. His heart taken and stash away in a dark place to prevent any emotions to cloud his decisions. He set in preparation to kill whoever dared to challenge his position. Upon receiving a warning from his post guards that someone had entered his territory, Malcom was more than ready to end the imbecile's life. Malcolm was beyond shocked when the imbecile he was ready to end, was a tiny blond woman half his size who was the culprit that appeared on the edge of his territory. To shake his world up more, she was the one who made him the man he was today. Bounded together by fate, Malcolm and Isabella will learn that fighting alone won't always bring you out alive.

(Completed) "If I can't have you, no one else will." **** He lived in my shadow. Guarding. Watching. Waiting. I never knew him but he knew everything about me. He was a Lycan with the strength of a thousands soldiers. His command was like thunder--loud and merciless. In his wake was a trail of chaos. I should be afraid of him but I was drawn to him. He was mine as I was his. Pulled into an unknown world Diedre never dreamed of, she must fight for her life and decide if this was truly the fate she wants--a life full of chaos, betrayal, and war. Highest Ranking #19 werewolf

Anna Carey left her mate , quit her studies and went to visit her old pack . After being there for 6 weeks, she realised that she was pregnant with her mate's child . She wanted to have an abortion secretly but the Luna and female beta caught her . Warning: All of my chapters are not edited.

Aria never wanted her life to be this way. She never asked to be bullied. Or for her Dad to hit her. Or to be mute. But that is how her life turned out. She is broken. She is scared. She is lost. Until one day she meets Forest. A new student hiding a big secret. He is the Alphas son. He is her mate. But she has no idea she is a werewolf. What will happen when he turns her world on its head. Will she accept her new life. Or push him away. New chapters every Wednesday and Saturday. Hope you enjoy my story! Cover credits to 20_shades_of_blue

"I've waited for you for a long time." His golden eyes blazing. Barely tilting his head down in a small bow. "My Queen." *** We started as whispers and then became roars. The world now knows me as Hala. One of the initial founders of our Rebellion. Strong. Fierce. Cunning. But most importantly, enigmatic. For years now, I've spent every waking day, every breath, fighting for our Rebellion. Our goal, to bring down the Alpha King. Alpha King Aiden is too powerful, too autonomous. Kings before him have wreaked havoc. Why should only one person get to rule the entirety of our packs? No... Nothing will stop me from accomplishing this mission. My real name...is Sloane and I only have one thing to say: Death to the Crown and long live the Rebellion. *** 18+ certain chapters ;) Enemies-to-lovers troupe. The Wolves of Imperium Book #3 (works as standalone too) #1 in Werewolf 11/26/2023 #1 in Alpha 11/26/2023 #1 in Mates 11/26/2023

Weddings are supposed to be magical. Mine? More like a disaster waiting to happen. One minute I'm planning the event of the year, the next I'm standing in for the missing bride, marrying a werewolf Alpha-who just happens to be my boyfriend's older brother-under a blood-red moon. When Ronan's fiancée vanished, the pack needed a quick replacement to avoid scandal. Lucky me, right? The human girlfriend of his little brother. The plan? Fake the vows, keep the peace, and go back to my old life. Easy. Except nothing about this is easy. Now I've got strange new powers stirring inside me, visions I can't shake, and an Alpha who's acting like this marriage is more than just for show. And trust me... it's about to get way more complicated.

There was nothing particularly extraordinary about Rachael Martin as far as she was concerned. She was just an average omega with ordinary ambitions, an ordinary life, and what she thought was an ordinary scent. Jason Bulter was not an ordinary alpha. Imbalanced in more ways than one, all he wanted to do was live his life without his biology getting him into trouble. Unfortunately for him, scent compatibility was likely to get him into a lot of it. Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics

After the mother of Corinne (Corey) Tyson, falls victim of a fatal wolf attack, Corey's father becomes extremely paranoid when Corey is out wandering the woods after the sun sets. With her father's extremely vocalized hatred of the wolves that wander the darken woods, Corey feels ashamed that she is fascinated by a wolf that visits her on a nightly basis. After a few visits, Corey comes to adore this blue eyed, brown wolf, and comes to love the fact that with his company just outside her bedroom window, she is brought a odd sense of security and comfort.On one of Corey's late afternoon walks through the woods, Corey is saved by her blue eyed, brown wolf, and after a serious wound to his side, in his place lies a butt naked godly being with a lovely six pack. Fighting overwhelming confusion, the first thing Corey notices, besides the nakedness, is the fact that his bright blue eyes are exactly the same as her wolfs.

COMPLETED. A tear slides down my cheek and my assaulter stands upright again, sending me a smirk as he wipes the tear away. His canines are splattered with scarlet blood -my blood- and when I touch the place he bit me with my finger, it comes back covered in red. "I'll see you soon, Cami. You'll see, things will only be more exciting from here." He turns his back to me to walk away but suddenly stops, turning his head back to me. "Has your sister mentioned me at all?" My mouth falls open and no sound comes out so he just shakes his head with a laugh. "Ah... she likes to keep me a secret. Until the next, Camilla..." And with that, he is gone right before my eyes. It's as if the bubble pops because when I close my eyes and open them again, the halls are completely empty and I'm panting against the wall. I bring my hand to the bite on my neck. Nothing. It comes back clean. A terrified sigh escapes my lips and I slide down the wall, staring into emptiness. °°°° Copyright All Rights Reserved@2016 Sophia Kjeldbjerg