(Version to be removed from Wattpad; currently being rewritten). Fang Peak is no ordinary omega. Born with a pelt of white and black, he is taller, stronger and faster than most subs and forever competitive. He fights back against all odds. He is the younger of twins and his older brother, Felix is the future alpha of Mount Peak. Fang has proved time after time that he's nobody's bitch but will he ever submit to anyone? Even 'the one?' NB: The reason why the name of the book is Fang is because he is a prominent character and has a major role to play in the lives of all the characters you will meet in this book. His role has a significant impact. ****TRIGGER WARNING**** CONTAINS DARK THEMES SUCH AS ABUSE, VIOLENCE AND RAPE

Alone. It was a sensation I was very accustomed to. Only I was plucked out of a den and stuck in a cage. I had to survive on my own, live on my own and push to struggles without any support. A series of strange events made me wonder if I truly was alone in the crowd. What if there is someone out there that actually wants me? Needs me? I wouldn't know. All I knew was that my life changed after I found myself face to face with a possible family. It was strange to know that he too was alone whilst standing in the crowd. He alone could reach to me as I could reach to him. He was just one boy. I was just one pup. Together, we were one pack The Sequel of One Omega, following the unknown brother of Zayne.

Charlie is a cutie. Being an omega means he is smaller than the average werewolf. A lot smaller. But Charlie doesn't mind. Charlie loves to go into the woods and explore. After all, he has nothing but time on his hands. Being abandoned in the middle of the woods by your family gives you a lot of free time. Of course sometimes Charlie gets lonely but he can't complain. Adrian is head warrior in his pack. He's the biggest. He has to be if he wants to protect his pack. His job is to do his rounds and train his fellow warriors. Under all that hard exterior though, is a man who loves hard. He had been waiting for his mate for a while now and will continue to wait. What happens when Charlie explores a little too far? Will he run into friend or foe? Will Adrian find the mate he is looking for or will he be disappointed in what he gets? Highest Rank~ #43 in Werewolf

Alex, Liam and Marcus have spend years roaming all around the world, trying and failing to find a place to live. When they finally set their eyes on a small town, they didn't expect to stumble on a society of humans and immortals, coexisting peacefully. Knowing humans, hoping to find themselves a supernatural lover, eye the countless witches, vampires and only known shifters to the world; Lycans and werewolves. The town accepts the three newcomers warmly, though they're regarded with some form of caution. Nobody knows the secret the brothers try to hide by staying to themselves, though all eyes seem to draw to them. Three young men, trying to find their place in the world, will unintentionally place the life of the werewolves and Lycans upside down, when it's revealed that there is more than meets the eye.

Ash is a hard ass rogue. He doesn't take crap from anyone. You cross him, he kills you. Simple as that. As scary as he is, he makes sure not to cross marked lands. It's not that he can't beat an Alpha, it's just he doesn't want the responsibilities. Being kicked out of a pack for your sexual preferences kind of makes you distrustful of others. That's why when he is found injured in another packs land, everyone around him becomes a threat. Even the Alpha. His mate. Damien has a playful nature. He loves joking around and playing pranks on his fellow pack mates. And with him being Alpha, there's not much they can do about it. However, all that joking is lost when it comes to rogues. They haven't done anything to him personally but the stories he's heard of them being feral made him distrustful of them. That is why when an injured rogue is caught on his land, he wants to kill him immediately. But what man kills his mate? Will Ash learn to trust again and know what love feels like? Will Damien lose his take on rogues and see them in a new light? Or will both these men let their pride take over?

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.

When a master class vampire decides he wants a certain marine by his side then nothing; not even that marine's own hatred of what he is will stop him from making him his Cover by; AuthorJJones

My heart pulsated through my chest and I didn't think I could hold on for much longer. The frightening, terrorising feeling of his fingers slipping through mine was causing the arm that was gripping to the edge of the cliff to shake. "Hold on, Harry! I've got you, I swear! Please, just hold on!" my voice held a shrill of terror to it and my eyes were filling with tears; tears of pain, frustration and sheer horror. Harry moved his gaze from our slipping fingers to my eyes. "It's okay, Ethan. Let go. You can't save me; not this time." I hated how calm his tone was. I hated how defeated he sounded. He had never given up - we always held hope for one another! We never gave up. "Don't you say that to me! Don't you fucking say that to me!" I roared, a small sob escaping my lips. Harry just smiled sadly, his muscular, beautiful body swaying in the harsh wind. The fall was so big; he would surely die of a heart attack before he hit the ground. I prayed to God he would. No. I was breaking my own rule; I would not give up on him. Either both of us lived or neither of us would. My life would be over the second his ended, anyway.