[COMPLETED] Lyra is a human living among wolf-shifters. Without being blessed with a beast, she tries her best to fit in the pack. Just when she thought her life could not get any worse, the next alpha of her pack, Ethan returns with Harper, his chosen female. One glance tells Lyra and Ethan that they are true mates. But Ethan rejects her for the female he had chosen. Driven by jealousy of the mateship, Harper orders Lyra to be banished. But Lyra never expects the banishment to be sweet. Especially when it introduces her to him. To Aries. On the journey of finding herself, she gets entangled with the Royals, the Moon's gifted and with the Warriors of Moon, who she thinks are nothing but a myth. And for all she knows, she could rise more powerful than the Alpha who left her bleeding, than the pack who abandoned her. [BOOK 1 OF WARRIOR OF MOON SERIES] Lovely cover made by @Wizard-Hunter

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

Elliot Harper, or Ellie as she likes to be called, thought she was a normal girl about to turn 16 when everything went up in smoke. Just a normal day at school turns into something more when she dies... well, sort of. She knew she was adopted but she had no idea how different she really was until that fateful day. And the best part... It all happens on her birthday. On top of all that, she figures out that her friends weren't who she thought they were. She also has to learn how to get along with the most dangerous person in school. She has to rely on people she thought she would never talk to and figure out how to live again. It doesn't help that she's also the person that everyone is relying on. In a time where evil rules, she's their saviour... And she has no idea what to do.

"Even broken ones are not shattered. They somehow can still be fixed." •••• When Christel is adopted by The Blue Moon Pack, she expects to be cared for and loved just like any other pack member. However, that thought comes crashing down when her adoptive mother begins to abuse her both physically and emotionally and she has to rely only on her sister who has always stuck by her side. However, that soon too changes and she finds herself on the verge of death with again, no one by her side. She however, soon realizes that that is the least of her worries because something bigger is brewing in the dark. •••• This is my FIRST book on Wattpad and it makes me cringe. ||• COMPLETED •|| Amazing cover by brave_heart_324 Started- 12th May 2019 Completed-18th Aug 2019 🏆First Place in The White Wolves Awards. 🏆First Place in The Lit Awards. 2nd Place in the cover contest LY Awards. •Ranks• 1-alphaking. 1-elementals. 1-elements. 1-paranormal. 5-romance!

Werewolves are humans that can shift into wolves. Vampires are people who drinks fresh blood. Witches are humans who cast spells and magic. But what if you combine those three? A werewolf, vampire and a witch makes a combination, then they would be called a Tribrid. She's Evera Rosette Serafino. She's a vampire, a werewolf and a witch. Or a Tribid is what they call it. And what about a dragon? People say they live only in fantasy and myths. But what if they exist on another dimension? Especially a dragon king? And most of all, he is mated to a Tribrid. As the door opens for two realms to combine, their journey begins. Will they make it? Will they seal it? or.. Will they break it? What would you think will happen along the way? Join the journey of two powerful beings. THE DRAGON'S TRIBRID. 10/29/21 - 11/23/21

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

Glass magic, the weakest of magic, the most fragile, the least effective... Honestly, this is the third book and I've gotten lazy that's all your getting for this.

Glass magic, the weakest of magic, the most fragile, the least effective... Or, it should be but what about a glass soldier that doesn't break? She's tired of being looked down on just because of her magic. She's tired of it being considered nothing more than a plaything. And she's tired of being told she can't do something just because of her standing. Lilith was the first second year to ever walk the halls in a black uniform, the first to see the battlefield, the first to understand to go to war and this is the story of just what that means, we'll be joining little Lilith on another journey, one more exciting than the last.

Glass magic, the weakest of magic, the most fragile, the least effective. Those with it always end up with aide or aid class and a relief type. They were the ones to deal with the aftermath of war, helping those that had already severed their kingdom and those that had yet to come of age. They never face actual war, never risking their life as it was not a life worth risking. It was hardly a life. Now, there are also classes that seem limited to certain standing, take the rogue class for example; they are restricted to support and assassin types. Their sly personalities and abnormal magic perfect for stealing and stealth. Then lead types seem bland, always the same people, warrior class, elemental magic, blah blah blah. Though humans are uncommon within the lead types it's not as if one had heads turning in disbelieve. Uncommon but not rare. Boring really. Everyone's always so restricted with their magic, type, class, and rank, and yet... She exists. A magic so fragile she shouldn't even be allowed in war, a class that doesn't match her personality, and a type that clearly doesn't belong to her. The only thing that seemed to be correct was her rank, F, the lowest. I wonder... Will she thrive with her standing? Or with she burn in the chaos of it? Why don't we find out? (This is a first draft and the plot is a little all over the place)