| BOOK 2: Torn Series | The scatterbrained Beta of the Crescent Falls pack thought that he was straight. That is, until he met Corey Cahill. The mysterious wolf was the complete opposite of what Ortiz expected his fated mate to be - protective, dominant, an Alpha, and worst of all, a man. As unexpected as it is undeniable, Ortiz and Corey's connection ignites an electrifying flame that neither can easily deny. But as the headstrong and often obnoxious Beta battles against the allure of the silent giant who challenges his beliefs at every turn, an unexpected web of chilling secrets slowly begins to unravel around them, threatening to sever their fragile bond for good. In Corey and Ortiz's pursuit of happiness, wounded hearts must mend, and old scars must heal. But when darkness torments, sometimes even the brightest of flames may not be enough to conquer the shadows. ~ This book can stand alone but I recommend reading the first book in the series, TORN, before this one ~ WARNING. THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE THEMES.

Declan Stone, known for his flirty and playboy ways, has his life turned upside down when the playful, know-it-all Kai Coachman finds himself invading his life and stirring up emotions Declan never knew he had. Declan would make it known to all what he wanted. And what he wanted was Kai.

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

"You're mine." "W-what?!" "You heard me." The male leaned in ever so closely to Noah's ear and said from the bottom of his throat in a husky whisper, "You. Are. Mine." •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Friends and Family. Two things that Noah Anderson has. Two things Noah Anderson needs. Two things that are the only important things to the newly-turned adult. A small friendship shared between three students and a small family consisting of four. However, what if we added some others? Love. Conflict. Secrets. What if we added these? Noah Anderson was born a boy who never saw his father and never intended to seek the man who forced himself upon his beloved mother. However when a certain, mysterious boy enters his classroom, Noah's life changes. Perhaps this would have happened all along. Maybe, just maybe it's fate. Mafias. Violence. Death. Who would have known a person's life would complicate at the age of eighteen? All because of his biological father, and a boy named Ray Carter. •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Two rivalry mafias: the Red Skulls and the Black Skulls. One with a leader as ruthless as the word gets, who can never be calculated for his next move. And one with a leader who has good intentions and intelligence. Brawn vs Brain Ray Carter is apart of one and attending the same college as Noah Anderson. Why, out of nowhere, would this boy attend his one in the middle of the year? Why, just why, is Ray Carter, the now-known badboy who gets heads turning his direction, trying to get close to the boy who, with his two other friends, is known as an outcast in his school?

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"