The worst demons lurk within us I Story about a prince who is cursed and a girl who is bound to him I His monstrous eyes would strike fear into any man or demon but she stood staring into them. It was not because she was afraid. It was because of the way he looked at her. He looked confused, his head tilted slightly. She surprised herself by boldly touching his face. The snarls died immediately. It was followed by a deafening silence rhythmically broken by his laboured breathing. His eyes cleared. She could see the bright blue that sent her heart soaring. But the moment lasted while it could. "Amara, run!" . #20 in Death #3 in Demon

Having lived in the forest for almost as long as she can remember, Soren is used to solitude. Her only company the trees and the winds, she lives happily off of the nature around her. Hunting and gathering, Soren spends her days cautious of the wolves that roam the area, the ones too big and tame to be normal, but she knows they've caught her scent, and it will only be a matter of time before they find her. Soon Soren finds herself not only living with one of the creatures that used to haunt her, but also loving the care and protection he provides. --- Please check it out, I'm not good at descriptions! Frequent updates! Best Rankings: #1 Feral #1 Hopeless #2 Soren #3 Protector ©️ Claudia Stevens 2019

In the dangerous world of werewolves, apart from the small packs, there is only two major packs. These two packs have been enemies for centuries and are constantly at battle with each other. The Midnight Moon pack is the kind and caring pack of the North; Red Blood is the ruthless and unforgiving pack of the South. Charlotte Ava Moon belongs to the Midnight Moon pack. She's Alpha Midnight's only daughter and youngest child at the age of 17. Ayden Red is the Alpha of the Red Blood pack. His parents died in the hands of Alpha Midnight only 3 years ago, when Ayden was 19. Ever since the death of his parents he has pledged revenge on the Midnight Moon pack, no matter what. What happens when Charlotte and Ayden discover they are mates on the middle of a battle field and Ayden drags her back to his pack? Both packs struggle through there twists and turns attempting to have Charlotte in their hands, as Charlotte and Ayden have their own battle as they try to create a relationship out of the ashes they created. *Currently being edited so there may be some errors later on

***A/N: I WILL REWRITE THIS STORY BECAUSE IT'S AWFUL, SO IF YOU'RE INTERESTED, YOU CAN FOLLOW ME, SO YOU'LL BE NOTIFIED IF I PUBLISH THE NEW VERSION.*** "As long as she lights a candle in her window every night, she will be fine." "Are you sure he won't be able to take her?" "Positive. Just make sure she doesn't forget to do it." They might be able to keep her away from him for a while, but it won't last forever. They were made for each other, so a few candles won't scare him away from getting what's his.

With only three weeks left of summer, Nora and her friends decided to road trip to a secluded territory with a wondrous lake in Northwest Indiana. Unbeknownst to them, the territory has been claimed by one of the most powerful men in North America, and they were trespassing. A while later, Nora runs into this owner of the land, and despite his intimidating aura there's another foreign emotion settling deep in her chest whenever her brown eyes connect with his striking silver gaze. Unfamiliar to the feeling, Nora shrugs it off; completely oblivious to the fact that not only has she now captured the interest of the most powerful and dangerous man in North America, but has also set foot inside a whole different world known to only exist in mythical books. * Note: This is not your classical Werewolf story. * Top rankings: #1 in Romance - 3rd January, 2021 #1 in Myth - 6th January, 2021 #1 in Legend - 24th January, 2021 #1 in Fiction - 9th August, 2021 * Word count: 90,000 - 100,000

Hill wasn't just going to submit to her mate...when she finds him of course. She had a job, one that she took incredibly seriously, or else why would she be walking around with silver all over her body when she could get hurt from the venom herself. She was an enforcer, she enforced rules to rogues and Alpha's and if they didn't listen, she killed them. Mate or not, so it was't a surprise that here she was standing, with silver handcuffs around her mate's hands. There was no feelings involved, feelings made you weak.