Drew has a lot going for her in life. She is popular and doing great in college. Her family loves and supports her and she is overflowing with confidence... Not. Drew has no IRL friends and tries to leave her apartment as little as possible. When she finds herself in a webtoon that she was only reading for the hot men, she takes it as well as the rest of her life and flubs through it. Warning: crude humor and language, casual mentions of sensitive subjects (ex. depression, suicide, rape), blatant mention of sex or sexual innuendoes, smut, and a LOT of cursing is present in this story. Please do not read if any of this bothers you. Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction of the web novel, "Leisurely Beast World: Plant Some Fields, Have Some Cubs" and its manhua, "Beauty and The Beasts." The world building and some characters will not belong to me and belong to the original author: White-Headed Dream (白头梦). My interpretations are purely for entertainment. I do include original characters and ideas that I hope you'll enjoy.

NOTICE: Posy started on Wattpad in February 2022. However, it is not available to read online at the moment anywhere other than through Kindle Unlimited. If you have Kindle Unlimited, Posy is free to read through that platform. While I am under contract with Amazon, I cannot distribute or sell the ebook anywhere else. If KU doesn't work out, I will repost Posy on Wattpad for free. Until then, I am currently writing, Thoreau, a companion novel, and that is free for you to read on Wattpad. Posy Briggs, the runt of Green River, turned eighteen years old alone in a dark room, whimpering from the pain of her latest beating. After her mother's death six years ago, her father turned her into his punching bag, taking all of his sorrow and rage out on her small self. He isolated her from her pack, turned her older brothers against her, and put her wolf into a coma with an overdose of wolfsbane. Posy's sure she won't live to see her next birthday, yet every morning she rises with the sun and hopes for something to change ... and it finally does when Alpha Kendall Briggs' madness draws the attention of the Werewolf King. He sends five alphas to investigate. Five alphas who burst into Posy's life with the most delicious scents she ever imagined... Copyrighted and all rights reserved. Do not steal this story and post on any other website, platform, or application. **This story is chock-full of mature content. There are also flashbacks and description of abuse that may be triggering to some readers. Reader discretion is advised as chapters are not marked with trigger warnings. Not recommended for readers under 18.**

* 'I-I am sorry your highness I touched ...!' She was trying to apologize, but she fell silent as she could not utter with her mouth that she accidentally touched his lips. 'But I am not sorry!' He said calmly looking straight at her. What was she supposed to say after hearing his words? 'I did not mean to touch your highness's ...' she said with great difficulty. 'That was not a touch.' He said not permitting her to brush it off as an accident, even though it clearly was. 'It was a kiss.' He said with a hoarse determined voice. She widened her eyes, as her face flushed even more than it did when she realized what she had done. He dared to say the word she avoided. 'That was not! I...' she tried to refute. 'What is a kiss Celia?' She could not answer. How could she say the definition of a kiss with her own mouth, it would only confirm his words. * 'It was an accident. I am truly sorry, I did not mean any discourtesy towards your highness. If I can make up for my error somehow?' She quickly said. She did not know of his personal life, as he had a tight security around him and nobody knew much of the king outside official visits and business. He must have felt insulted. 'Please don't call it an accident. For a first kiss of a person to be called an accident ...' He said again with a dejected tone, but did not continue. It was like he had already gotten his point across. 'Ahhh. I am so sorry! It really was an ...' She wanted to say accident but, because of his pleading she could not actually say it. To have committed the blame of taking the king's first kiss and then not acknowledging it, how would he think of her? At this point she did not even realize that their roles had reversed, or that it was her first kiss also. PS: If you like loyal mates... then please proceed further :D

Solus is often alone. She fits her name rather well in fact, as that is the only thing she knows how to be. Drifting in between meaningless relationships, shielding herself from her family, she works to make herself as invisible as possible. Insignificant even. How could a werewolf, a social creature who craves company, and family; a pack of their own. How could a wolf like Solus possibly exist when she can do without any of those things. Years of lost hopes and fighting her demons finally catches up with her when she finds herself caught up with the one person she was sure she could try and live without. Her mate. The very person that will rip her open and see her for all she truly is. Scars and all. This is a story about healing, this is a story about pain, this is story about silent suffering, but also the destruction a painfully deep wish can bring. The wish, to not be alone, the wish to finally be loved. The wish to be whole again. Warning: Sexual Abuse, Drug Abuse, Alcohol Abuse, Trauma, Cursing, Suggestive Dialogue, talks of Depression, Suicide, and Torture. (If you keep reading passed this point, it's on you.)