In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

Drake was the one and only member of the Saint's Brotherhood that no one knew much about. The rest of the members, even the ones with the most turbulent pasts like Atom and Frank, knew of each other and their origins but no one knew much about Drake. He was saved by Frank and brought into the Saints where he quickly bonded with Frank and worked in the Garage. What will happen when a new recruit forces Drake to face his past? Will he allow his trauma to consume him or will he set himself free? Second Book in the Saint's Brotherhood series.

Mating an alpha to a rogue terrified of alphas, and a bodyguard to the charge he can't have, sounded like cruel jokes played by the Goddess. But when a witch's curse strikes, these unlikely mates may be the only ones able to save all werewolves from downfall. ***** Ever since he was banished from his pack, River has feared alphas and their warriors. Thankfully, he was taken in by a sympathetic doctor couple and is now training to become a doctor himself in the castle on top of the hills of Winterpeaks; a sanctuary for wounded werewolves. River was happy with his new life, sheltered from bloodshed and survival of the strongest. But everything changed when Luan, the son of the strongest alpha of the West, was wheeled in one dreary night. (Book One of Luan's Wolf. This book contains a series. The first book, Luan's Wolf, is in the summary. Beware that the second book continues the plot in the point of view of different characters than the first book.) Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story contains sexual content, violent behavior (no gore), and mentions of past sexual abuse.

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

Lenora did not have a wonderful life. After her engagement to Prince Ronan is broken, she loses everything... her reputation, her home, and her family. Starving on the streets, she dies angry and bitter at how her life unfolded... Only to wake up in her old bed, fifteen again, five years before she died. Now she must struggle to change her fate, and the fate of those around her. This time she won't trust in something as flimsy or changeable as love. No, this time she'll have the power and the money to protect herself. Lenora has already lost everything once. She's not going to lose again. No matter what the cost. (Cover submitted by @QueenHelmer)

Princess Emerald is the 38th Princess of the Kingdom of Larksen. The King, her father, can only recognized his 12 sons and their biological sisters or 6 princesses.Sadly, she is not one of them. As a woman reincarnated from an unreasonable monarchy, Emerald was angry and sad but later she has able to let go of her anger and want to strive for her own good. Without the support of her father, without the love of her mother, Princess Emerald is slowly becoming the most beloved princess of the Kingdom of Larksen. <<My original work>> (This story is plagarized and translated without permission in tagalog. Still waiting for wattpad management action.)

❝She would defy the stars, the moon, the gods for him. And he would destroy them all for her.❞ In a world split in two, even if they are enemies at heart, how can long can a witch and wolf defy each other when their souls belong to one another? Highest Ranking #1 in #witch

(BOOK 2 in the Mate Series) After a peaceful year in the institute, Pippor Monty returns to Crescent Town, unaware of the rumours between locals that he was stolen by wolves. One year on, the merciless Alpha now might consider your mercy. With his mate by his side, Krey Graymer was capable of being not only a great leader, but a fair one. One year of peace was one year too many, especially with the Bedlam Alpha still missing, and the threat of a Packhouse invasion at any given moment.

My name is Calla Lind. Ever since my reawakening, I have live my life the way I wanted. I was able to be Calla, meet people as Calla, and have people see me as Calla. I had thought to let go of the past and be free of it. Now I know, letting go also means moving on. This is a continuation of the CALLA. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: BOOK 2 contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

Ava Vice is simply The Girl who Fought to Provide, her brother is the only person she has and the only person she worries about more than herself, as long as her brother is fed and has a roof over his head, she didn't care about anything else. She's had the weight of the world on her shoulders since that tragic night but she managed, she had to. What happens when she catches the attention of a group? Will she let them in? ©️All Rights Reserved, Sentima Mani 2018.