When her family and most of her pack were murdered, she ran. She felt like a coward. Captured by a neighboring pack, she was forced into slavery until her mate came to see the Alpha who had imprisoned her. She had heard rumors about him and the strength of his pack. Fear dominated her thoughts as she wondered if there would be any place for a wounded and cowardly slave among them and if she could ever prove herself worthy of being their Luna. Would she ever find herself again after the trauma she'd endured? Would she find hope within a new pack? Would she ever find out the truth about the night her family was killed?

Kenna has been waiting for her mate her whole life. She even saved up money for a getaway once she found him. When her twenty first birthday arrives, she meets her mate. And he rejects her, telling her he wanted a strong mate. Jack chased his mate for weeks as she led him on. But when she finally turns twenty one, she rejects him. For Kenna's mate. The two of them cross paths and become instant friends. What happens when friendship slowly turns to feelings? Will they run with it or run from it?

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

An aromantic asexual werewolf is completely unheard of. Especially one that is female. According to packwolves, females are inferior to males. They are to learn to fight, to go to school, become educated so they may properly take care of their mate, and complete the mating process. A mating process that Sylvia despises. Mates are supposed to love and support each other, but when Sylvia's soon-to-be Alpha rejects her over her sexuality and rejects her from the pack, she and her wolf decide they never needed a mate anyway. And they are right. Best Rankings: Asexual ~ #2 Aromantic ~ #1 Aroace ~ #1

[Short Story, a little fast pace] "What are you doing in our territory, rogue?" The man snarls at me. "M-Me no b-bring h-harm." I whimper. The man laughs bitterly at me before grabbing me by the neck harshly. "I don't know what game you're trying to play you vile creature but this whole innocent act is going to get you nowhere." I gasp when he bares his teeth at me. "Don't worry, I'll put you out of your misery." I close my eyes, ready for the pain I was about to receive but...It never came. Instead a thunderous growl was heard from behind me. "What the hell is going on here?" The scary man's eyes widen in fear. "A-Alpha? S-She's a rogue and I was just trying to- "SILENCE!" I knew it recognized that tone. He was the Alpha. "Look at me girl." The guy releases me from his tight grip. Slowly I turn around to meet the eyes of the scary Alpha. I expected him to hit me or yell but he didn't do anything of that. Although what I didn't expect was for him to whisper, "Mate." // Aurora. A girl who's been held captive for years by her abusive Alpha stumbles upon an unknown territory. Where she meets the rigid Alpha who turns out to be her mate. Will she learn to trust him? Or will she run away and never look back? #1 in Fear [No hate please, I'm not perfect]

He pushed me up against the wall and looked into my eyes. I knew he felt the same spark as I did, I'm his mate. And he was trouble. "Mine" he growled. And the next thing I knew, everything went black.

I never pitied anyone, because the grass wasn't greener on this side either. But the one woman I felt bad for all my life was the unknown mate of the man who is getting engaged to his pregnant girlfriend today. I could hear the music coming from the engagement party happening a few yards from where I was. As I lay on the cold hospital bed, I didn't know if I should laugh or cry at the irony of the moon goddess's 'gift' for me. Turns out the woman I pitied all my life was ME. ________