~~~ Twisted Dark, Book II ~~~ Violet has never belonged to herself. She has been under the thumb of a cruel Elder Witch named Irma since before she could remember. Spending her life as an experiment in Coven Thirteen or as a shopkeep in a dusty shop in the Emporium. Stuck looking at the world and never being allowed to experience it. Her magick bound tightly within her and a chain around her ankle, she is trapped. That all changes when a massive werewolf named, Jax, nearly destroys the shop and kidnaps her in his search of Irma. Believing that Violet can lead him to the witch who had taken his brother. Yanked away from everything she knows, she is suddenly in the world she had never been able to touch with nothing but a dangerous werewolf to rely on. Jax wants nothing but his brother but he soon sets his eyes on Violet, interest making them gleam. Stuck between trusting him, her desire, and the world that threatens to destroy them both if she falls to the northern werewolf's charm, Violet doesn't know what to do but she does know she wants freedom above everything else. However, without magick and no way to help Jax find Irma, she knows that the chain will forever remain around her ankle and she will continually be at the whims of those who hold the end of it. Be it a cruel witch or a rugged werewolf. Clink Clack Take your freedom back

[OLD] NON-CANON TO FORGOTTEN ~ Differences can tear you apart ~ Menza Aristotle knew that feeling. She's a rarity wrapped in an improbablity. A shifter and a mundane in one, of both worlds but didn't belong to either Taken from her mother to live with her father, she grew up in the cold Old Ways. She was unwanted proof that a bond does not keep one faithful and that the consequences of such an act can follow you long after you left it behind ~ Mene's rage burns bright ~ Brochan O'Neill had felt that rage right down his soul when the plague hit. His female had been terrified to lose their child and begged the goddess to spare her. Mene listened but she is fickle, so she spared the child and took her mother instead Spiraling with his grief and rage at what had been taken, he's unable to care for himself or his child too lost in the remains of his life. The Alpha acts because if he does not, both will be lost and with the little female as the only survivor to the carnage around her it cannot happen ~ A price must be paid ~ Menza's unseen until the Alpha turned his gaze onto her. She's a half-breed, she had no wolf, no ability to bond, to lose her was no loss. With her father, he takes her from her home and drops her onto the doorstep of his Master-at-Arms, an exchange of ownership without a fight. The grief stricken male now owns her Brochan knew her orders were simple. Take care of his child and to make sure he didn't kill her or himself in his grief. He felt for her, tossed into the den of a grieving wolf without warning but she was his to do with as he wished. What happened to her was of no consequence to the Alpha or her father ~ Love can be found in destruction ~ They must figure out the torn apart world they find themselves in and peace settles for a brief moment before it shatters once more. Menza must find her way home and Brochan must settle the rage in his veins or he will lose the one chance he has left before Mene burns the last of his hope completely.

Book three of the Forgotten series ~ Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. Living in the mountains, away from civilization and away from the eyes of mundanes. The Mountain packs are harsh and brutal. Shifter against shifter. Pack against pack. Wolves against wolves. All fighting for the same thing. Survival. Azrael Thorn was a powerful Alpha. He had taken his title by force, as tradition dictated. Power and authority of the Alphas and shifters who had challenged him and lost radiated off of his tall, bulky frame. He was dangerous and he was everything an Alpha of a Mountain pack should be. Yet he had no mate or family to call his own. But a mate who could not stand the bitterly cold winters or the brutality of the pack would not produce strength. It would only bring weakness. Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. ~ If the pain stops, it means you are dead. Lace Owens is underestimated at every turn. Her small and delicate built matches her name but the power of defeated enemies hang off her heavily. A power and an authority that would bring many men to their knees if they sensed it, hangs off of her like an oppressively dark cloud but she hides it carefully. Unwilling to let anyone see just how powerful she has become. Her skin is marked with a painful past and she has turned a thing of cruelty into a thing of beauty with her blade. Swirling patterns adorning her skin, hiding the cruelty among her willing pain, her only comfort against the world around her. If the pain stops, it means you are dead. ~ Two world collide as Azrael and Lace form a bond and spiral down into unfamiliar territory where Azrael is shown that strength doesn't always come from size and Lace learns that love can spring from even the most painful places. Together they show the werewolf world a long held belief still stands strong. Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. ~

~~MOVED~~ Book one of The Forgotten series. ~~~~~ An Omega must do as an Omega is told. The lesson had been burned into her brain since she was ten years old. A nineteen year old girl who does not know her name, her birthday or her parents. All she knows is what has been beaten into her. The Omega's Mantra. An Omega must do as an Omega is told. One moment changes everything. It sends her life spiraling into chaos and ruin and pushes her closer and closer to death. A simple rejection, a half severed mate bond and the order to tell no one what has happened. An Omega must do as an Omega is told. A red ribbon for banishment and a blue eyed man calling for justice as she makes her walk barefoot in the snow. Cold winds tearing at her skin and the howls of the wolves waiting for her beyond the tree line but she still moves her weak body forward at an Alpha's command. An Omega must do as an Omega is told. Being saved will always come at a price and the girl Alpha Lawrence affectionately called Mary Mary after her favorite nursery rhyme, has paid the price a hundred times over. Now she must be taught that 'Once an Omega' doesn't always mean 'Always an Omega' because family can be found at the darkest of times and not all Omegas need to do as they are told. Trying to work through the mess of her mind, she tries to discover who she is under the cloak of Omega. Drowning in her memories and her anxiety, she struggles to find solid ground before her problems pull her under completely, smothering her cries as she fights for normalcy.

Stuck in a job to make ends meet and a below average social life, Brianna Layne decides to give herself one day of unrestricted pleasure at the perfect place to do so: a lifestyle club. There, she meets two men who are about to make her life much more interesting. Will Brianna allow herself to be tied up by these two charmers and everything that comes with them? Will she come out of this experience unscathed? Is there a balance between the two? (Mature warning: includes mature themes, smut, mxm and mxfxm action. If that's not your thing, don't even try me, and click off now 🙂)

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***WARNING: MATURE CONTENT*** Darkness was something Ambrosia knew far too well. From childhood bullying to the loss of her parents, it seemed she couldn't escape it. She hid her outgoing personality from the world. Her only real happiness came from daydreaming about her crush, Daniel Amaury. Who knew that a seat change in class would change her life so drastically? *This novel contains graphic violence and sexual content. It is for MATURE adults only. If you cannot handle it you are more than welcome to leave.

To them she was a treasure greater than gold. She was an angel that came straight from heaven. To her they were life. They were the rainbow after the storm. They were everything to each other. - • "Lilly baby you should see yourself you look even better with tears running down your face" Luther said as he continued to fuck her hard. She tried sitting up but she couldn't move even if she wanted to. Alexander was under her holding her tight, his hands making an imprint into her skin as he went at a slower pace but just as deep as Luther. Her brain started feeling fuzzy as she felt herself coming apart. "Please please please I can't hold it anymore" Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her legs shook uncontrollably. The two men smiled, they made her feel this way, the way no one else ever could. They new it and she knew it

"In which a female werewolf is rejected by her mate, but has a 2nd chance at a mate." ❎Read to find out more❎

After finally making it back home, things have seemed to take a drastic and heartbreaking path for Penelope. Clayton is on the brink of death, and has fallen into a coma after the dreadful car crash they both were involved in. Penelope must try to cope, while also dealing with his pregnant mate, London, and her newly reunited family. Can Penny survive what is to come while also fighting off the organization that took her? How can she when death is knocking at everyone's door?