|| In his eyes, she glowed. Her pale skin was like a canvas, just waiting for him to paint it with his dark colors. She was his moon and his hope. || { He kissed her tears as he always had and always would. } Kaia's life is a prison. Ever since her mom was murdered, her dad hardly ever lets her out of the house, even going so far as to homeschool her. Not to mention how he keeps secrets from her; according to him, it's too dangerous for Kaia to leave the house, but strangely it isn't for her brother, Cole. But, why? Because, though Kaia doesn't know it, the woods are full of werewolves, and Kaia's scent is particularly mouth watering. The second she steps too far into the woods, they can smell her...And only one Alpha can protect her from the wolves that want to taste her blood. Only, her Alpha wants to taste her in another way... The secret world of the lycanthrope is Kaia's destiny, and who better to meet it with than her mate? Especially when his heart is just as dark as hers, if not more so. ~ {A different take on the werewolf genre; if you're looking for something new about our beloved wolves, you've found it. Look inside for more details. Love ya if you hit read!} THIS BOOK IS NOW PUBLISHED! The final 15 chapters are not live on Wattpad as a result. Proceed with caution. :)

Cathlia by byla ráda jako každá jiná šestnáctiletá pubertální dívka, jenže kvůli jejímu neobvyklému vzhledu, se jí lidé vyhýbají, nebo možná kvůli tomu, že ji vychovávala babička, to oba sama neví. Po smrti babičky se stěhuje daleko od domova, ke svému otci, jeho ženě a jejich dětem. Zatímco její sourozenci berou nevlastní sestru jako vlastní, její macecha ji nenávidí. Proto, když si Cathlia na nové škole najde dvě kamarádky a bude u nich chtít bydlet, přesvědčí jejího otce, který byl proti. Cathlia zajišťuje že její dvě kamarádky nejsou obyčejné a ani ona sama není obyčejná. Dle proroctví to má být ona, kdo nastolí mír mezi dvěma stranami nadpřirozena. Cover by @FemmeFragile #37- fantasy 3.8.2018 #18 - fantasy 22.8.2018

Nikdy by som nepovedala, že raz vymením svoj pokojný život v útulnom domčeku za nebezpečné dobrodružstvo v lese s vlkmi. Áno, počuli ste správne. S vlkmi! To však ešte stále nie je všetko. Jeden z nich totižto tvrdí, že som jeho spriaznená duša, bla, bla, bla, že sme si osudovo súdení - pf, isteže hej! -, že sme stvorení jeden pre druhého a bla-bla-bla-bla-bla. Ale nebojte sa. Nehodila som sa mu ihneď okolo krku. Koniec koncov, Červená Čiapočka sa predsa tiež nezamilovala do vlka. Zatiaľ.

Zaslechla jsem, jak ke mě někdo přichází. Něčí kroky se pomalu blížily k mému ležícímu tělu. Napnula jsem všechny své svaly. Nedostanou mě bez boje, jen tak svojí kůži nedám. Snažila jsem se potlačit všechnu bolest. Hlava mi třeštila, svaly mě pálily. Myslím že ta žebra jsou zlomená. Bála jsem se jako nikdy, ale naplňovala mě zuřivost. Budu se bránit, i kdyby mě to mělo stát krk. Ještě kousek, ještě krok! Byla jsem připravená vyskočit a zaútočit. Tři.......dva.......jedna.... ,, Nedělej to, chci ti pomoct. "

Vlkolak sa delí na tri časti: 1. To, čo potrebuje jeho telo. 2. To, čo chce jeho myseľ. 3. To, čo chce jeho vlk. A kedže vlk chce len jediné - nájsť svoju spriaznenú dušu - môj život sa riadne skomplikuje. Viete, aj ja som vždy chcela mať svoju vlčiu polovičku, ale len do doby, pokiaľ som ho nestretla. Viete, všetko na ňom je perfektné; avšak všetko, čo reprezentuje je temné. Také temné, až zistím, že aj napriek tomu, že on je môj osud; pravá láska, po ktorej túži každý človek, nechcem ho. Highest Ranking #1 in Werewolf Prvý príbeh o MATE - spriaznených dušiach - v slovenčine. Postava Mayi je inšpirovaná mojou sesternicou Diankou. Príjemné čítanie!

Osmnáctiletá Annabell se i s její rodinou přestěhují do malého města ve státě Washington, kvůli práci jejích rodičů. Annabell pozná tajemného kluka, který skrývá stejné tajemství jako ona.

Uslyšel jsem vytí a hned jsem věděl komu patří... Patří zvlčelé zlodějce s nejhezčíma modrýma očima, která mi ukradla mé srdce.. 26.4.2019 - 1# vlkodlaci 5.10 .2019 -7# romantika SHORT STORY

"No buts...You will be going with me and that's final", In seconds his lips were close to my neck and he whispered, "Get Packed, little Mate" ***** In a world where werewolves ruled the planet, and humans shivered at his very name... Seventeen- year old Kat was ripped away from her family and her life by werewolves. Kat is shy, reserved, and damaged. Alpha & King Mason, is arrogant, heartless, and sexy as hell. What happens when the two collide? Will Mason accept her as a human? And will Kat ever learn to love something as cruel as a werewolf? ~Cover made my BonitaRogue~ WARNING MATURE THEMES, SEXUAL ACTS, AND STRONG LANGUAGE 2020 UPDATE: REGULARLY UPDATED EVERY FEW DAYS

Moira ~ A person's destiny ************************************ I was holding the photo tightly in my grasp when I felt a presence behind me. Ace came closer to me and reached around me causing his chest to press into my back. Before I could control myself, a breathless gasp escaped me from feeling the sparks from the places we were touching. Ace didn't say anything, instead, he took the photo from my hand and backed away. I turned around to see Ace walking back to the couch he was just sitting on. I leaned back against the bookshelf as Ace sat down. Looking at Ace, I needed to know. I needed to know why he had a photo of me from before. Why would he have one when he was the one who rejected me? He hated me and yet he kept a photo of me for years. I felt a feeling of loss like I had never felt before. I was confused and hurt. Why did he have that photo? I had so many questions for him. I whispered, not wanting to break the silence but needing an answer, "Why?" One word, three letters, a beginning of a question. Not enough meaning behind it but he knew what I meant. Even if I didn't know what I wanted it to mean. Because in my head, a thousand questions I needed him to answer. Why did he reject me? Why take a picture of me? Why keep that picture of me for years? Why did he choose Brittney? Why didn't he love me? Why was I not good enough? But instead of asking all these questions, I chose to ask one word with only three letters. Because that one word held all my questions in it. It held the pain that I felt. It held the rejection, the hope, and the anger. Ace looked at the picture, "I needed you." ************************************