"Beastly- unkind, malicious, cruel, unrestrained" All this time I had hated him. After all these years I couldn't bring myself to do anything but despise his whole person. He was the reason why my life had been upside down. The reason why the thought of safety eluded me. The reason I hated myself. But as much as I hated him, I couldn't deny reality and the truth. And the only truth was... I belonged to the beast.

Injured, terrified, and on the run, Kisa never expected salvation to come wrapped in tattoos, scars, and steel. When she crashes-bloody and unconscious-into the garage of Slater Wylde, a brooding mechanic with a body built for sin, she wakes to more than just safety. She wakes to obsession... Slater is rough. Dangerous. Addictive. Precisely the kind of trouble she should run from, but his touch feels like protection and devotion. With Kisa's past still haunting her, she decides to lie low and enjoy a little bit of pleasure from the hands of a Wylde. There's only one problem: Slater has no intention of letting her go. Sometimes, the deadliest remedy comes with oil-stained hands and a possessive streak that burns through the soul.

!!!!STORY MOVED TO AMAZON EBOOKS!!! Alpha Lennox Hall has been waiting for a shewolf to interest him. When he meets Jocelyn he senses she is different. His immediate attraction to her is completely one sided. Her fear of the big bad alpha keeps Jocelyn from seeing his attraction to her. She thinks his over protective attitude is because she's weak and doesn't want her to interact with his pack. What happens when he makes his intentions known and warns her he's claiming her the day of the Alpha challenge, which happens to be the day she turns eighteen? © All Rights Reserved. 2013. Cover done by @Lana_sky

Stiles had an accadent when he was younger that caused him to lose his eyesight. He is still his quirky snarky self and sarcasm is still his best defense. Now if only his new Landlord wouldnt be such a sour grouchy guy maybe his life would be a bit better. Derek is an introvert. He doesnt like being around anyone. Let alone some blind spastic boy that has a way of getting under his skin. But it is kind of hard to stay away from someone when they live in the building you own and are renovating Blind Stiles- Humans/no were wolves ***** all characters and beacon hills belong to teen wolf I hold no ownership or copyright of them

Stiles is a mermaid Derek is a mermaid hunter While Stiles tries to stay alive every night the mermaid hunters dive into the ocean to hunt them down and kill them, Derek is happily enjoying his life as a hunter. He loves to hear them scream and beg for their lives, him and everyone else thought that mermaids we're a waste and useless. They were just failed humans, half fish who wouldnt want those freaks dead? But that all changes when Derek meets Stiles. ****** New Sterek story! Hope you all enjoy and love it!!! <3 <3

*completed*The Jotun have been fighting amongst themselves for centuries. But now Valka, a young servant from the ice palace, is about to discover a new and terrible enemy has arisen. Note: FLOOD is a stand-alone book set in the Jotun world. It is not book 2 of the Frost series (that will be published by Patchwork Press later this year). Cover art by @SeventhStar

Oscar Anderson is your typical small Omega, compared to his siblings Oscar is the only Omega out of them all. With his older brother Owen and older sister Abby taking over the pack, Oscar is still trying to finish his school year. Oscar is small, fragile and scared running through the woods, with rogues constantly roaming the area, his father Miles make sure that his pups are in safe arms. Oscar is a daddy's boy, he cannot stand being out of his fathers warmth. But as Oscar is starting to become an adult, his mothers convince him it's time to let go and become a man. All of his siblings already found their mates but as Oscar finally turned 18 and the only one who doesn't have a mate, Oscar thinks there's something wrong. That soon changes when Miles long time best friend decides to pay him a visit. Alpha of Dark Moon pack and a neighbor towards their's. Oscar didn't expect his mate to be, Alpha Enzo of Dark Moon pack. Alpha Enzo also didn't expect to find his mate let along to be his best friends son, everything about Oscar screams innocents and now Enzo isn't planning letting this little beauty out of his grasp.

Now, I've been hungover before. Arguably more than most. I've experienced the entire spectrum of complicated euphoria that comes with drinking until you can't stand. I've witnessed things that upon reflection, no sober human being could even begin to comprehend through the kaleidoscopic of lens of Dutch courage. There has been very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions while recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded for me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something monstrous. And I can honestly say, that was a first for me. The air grew thin as I began to shake uncontrollably, a rotten cold sweat breaking out across my skin as my tongue simultaneously turned to ash in my mouth. His pupils had blown to an unearthly size, the whites of his eyes rapidly growing blood shot before flooding with thick, burgundy splotches, removing any trace of humanity. Dark veins of blues and purples bulged along his neck, darkening to a perturbing black as they crawled along his jawline and burst forth from his orifices, joining a tangled web beneath his skin. His canines which had already been relatively prominent, extended even further, their sudden evolution an inescapable indicator of their deadliness. His head morphed and elongated just past the point of natural, jaw clenching and sickening cracks looming as I stood frozen in stock horror fear. Everything in my body screamed that what I was witnessing was just wrong. That if there was a God, this creature was the antithesis. I was in the presence of the ultimate predator and I was one swipe away from having my throat ripped out. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- British ex-military meets the supernatural.

Carson, an Elder to his pack, seasoned and wise. The power he possesses and can call forth at will strikes fear and awe in his very own people. Mateless his entire existence, he has long since given up hope of finding a mate. That is until one stormy night he is summoned by his nephew the Alpha of his pack, a half breed was found severely injured in the woods, he has no memory of how he came to be there or who he is, so Carson was called to compel the young man's memory but the minute Carson's eyes met young Seth's gaze his wolf screamed..."Mine." His to protect, to cherish, and hold dear. Will young Seth accept his mate, or will he, in his fear and doubt reject his mate, or will the causes of his mysterious appearance and those chasing him succeed in their purpose to seek and destroy him....read to find out!

***Warning: Scenes of a VIOLENT and SEXUAL content*** His hands were reddened by the blood he shed. His name was blackened by his town's harsh labels. But his heart was pure. And his heart was hidden safely under his leather armor, the armor she helped pry off him. Twitter: @Atlantis094 Cover image: @halcyon All Rights Reserved © 2013