During a birthday sleepover, Mia's best friend Abby claims she is a werewolf. After a year of doubt and an undeniable first shift, Abby's secret is proven true, and Mia is all in. However, on the brink of high school graduation, when Mia turns eighteen, she discovers her ties to the local werewolf pack run deeper than friendship. Mia is mated to Harvey, the newest pack Alpha, a confusing and unexpected realization considering Mia is a human. A turbulent summer kicks off as every one of Mia's future plans threaten to unravel. Matehood requires sacrifices Mia is not sure she can make; she is an outsider despite years of friendship with Abby. Yet Harvey is her greatest temptation, and quickly Mia learns how intensely that sentiment is returned. Will Harvey's acceptance of their bond result in the werewolves' respect? Is being mated to the Alpha justification enough to reveal to Mia secrets far beyond what she already knows? Embraced as Luna or not, Mia's life will never be the same, and what if werewolves are just the beginning? Werewolf / Alpha Romance / Fantasy Romance humanXwerewolf

She hated him as much as he wanted her, a thorn in her side ever since they met, and it had only gotten worse with each lingering gaze between them. As an aspiring journalist, Presley didn't believe in love-or lasting romantic relationships of any kind. The last thing she needed in her whirlwind of life was to get involved with her best's friends bodyguard-or rather the head of the Cosa Nostra. A man with little use of manners and secrets in his past. Tall, handsome and covered with tattoos, a living and breathing hazard with a cold nature and quiet demeanor. A beautiful monster dressed in leather jackets, and tight fitting shirts. A made man. Silvio had ever met a woman like her, who spent every minute glaring at him. One who he was consumed to touch despite his dislike for touch. A stubborn femme fatale with soft brown eyes and obsidian curls. A woman he'd been trying to resist for a long time. When a threat from her past lands her into the very arms of her nemesis and into a fake relationship, she's forced to get to know him and suddenly, their fake relationship feels more real than anything she had ever own. - preview - God, it felt right like this was where it belonged-this was where I belonged. And she felt it too, given by the slight rush of her breathing, and dazed eyes. There was always this magnetic pull and tug between us, so irresistible and consuming. "Silvio." She let out a small gasp, obviously not expecting me to touch her, and it burned. Everything right now burned but it felt good. Almost in an addicting way like the pain crossed the threshold and soared to become another feeling. "I don't think this is a good idea." "You want me to stop right now, say it but this is a damn good idea." I said in a gruff voice. "Tell me you don't want this, tell me it's a bad idea and I'll stop."

What if a girl had a male wolf trapped inside of her? What if that wolf was her mate? * * * "I live inside you, Thea. My soul has resided inside you for years." "I-I don't get what you're saying." I was stumbling to find the right words. "You weren't breathing at the time of your birth. At the same moment, I was losing consciousness, going into what you can refer as hibernation to recuperate from the toll the war had taken on my body. Leaving this kingdom without a functioning king right after the battle was not safe, so I decided on transferring the king's crest to you. I guess something wrong happened considering how instead of the crest, part of my soul got shifted to you." "Come out." The burning pain in my chest I had come to hate returned the moment I said those words. It was followed by painful heaving for a minute or two before my back arched and I felt something clawing its way out of my chest. If I had blinked for even one second, I'd have missed the moment when a burst of light came out of my chest taking all my pain away with it. Next thing I know, a humongous black wolf was towering over me proudly. "Don't make a habit of it. I'm not strong enough to gain a perceptible form at will. For now, I can only materialize before you on full moons." He was saying this in my head as well yet somehow he felt closer to me than before. Swallowing nervously, I reached out to touch the side of his wolf's head. The second my skin made contact with his fur, tingles started erupting on my palm reaching all the way up to my neck, "Why do I feel this pull towards you?" "It's because we share souls, just as mates do." "Are you my mate then?" What I heard next made my blood run cold, "A king can never have a mate, Thea." ~I don't own the picture used in the cover.~

"I could nibble at your nose... or at your ear... or at your lips... or..." • • • It's December, and Jack Frost has just come to town. Literally. Summer is one of those people who hates winter. Not just because she was named after the opposite season, but because she hated the cold with a burning passion. But when a stunning man with silver hair, frosty blue eyes and a jovial charm walks into her coffee shop, ordering an iced caramel macchiato with extra ice, she suddenly finds it hard to hate the cold. Especially when (despite his constant cold hands) he always seems to burn her with his touch. Something seems off about him, and Summer is not mistaken. Jack Frost is known for bringing on the cold, but Summer is about to learn that he sure as hell knows how to turn on the heat, too.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭. . . . . . . . . . . Living in The Colony was all Josie knew. To the outside world it was a cult of brainwashed victims all under the spell of Kade Rogers, but to her it was home. That was up until a series of events that led up to her escape. If only fate wasn't so cruel as to lead her away from one monster and put her directly into the hands of another. Now, with a new sense of determination, Josie explores the world outside of The Colony and learns the hard way that trust is a dangerous weapon of destruction. Trying to lead a normal life starting college proves to be impossible after meeting Nico Blaine. He was everything she was suppose to stay away from. But when Josie lay's eyes on the tattooed beauty, she can't help it. What starts out as a innocent infatuation turns into a twisted tale of betrayal. .. . . . . . . . . . - Dark romance - Explicit sexual content - Mature themes - Criminal - Villain - Anti-hero #1 goodgirlxbadboy #1 darklove

Calliope has one job: to hunt the supernatural terrorizing mankind. What she never anticipates is being drawn to the same creature she seeks to end. ** An outcast to her kind, Calli is well-seasoned on taking the dirtiest jobs the angel blood can find. However, she'll find this one takes the cake on being the worst of all. Sinclair Black, the infamously sex-fueled playboy, is assigned as her next victim. Unbeknownst to her, the upper-level incubus also reins as the city's most notorious hitman. To survive his wrath, Calli finds herself in a soul-bond that will only break when she repays a debt. Now she'll just have to fulfill her end as his pet before her divine brethren find out--or survive the grave consequences that come with betraying their sacred bloodline. Once she pays her due, she'll be free, but first, she'll need to wrestle the biggest challenge of all: resisting the wicked temptation that is Sinclair Black. ** {18+} #1 paranormal (2/4) #1 enemieswithbenefits (12/24) #1 gangs (1/21) #2 badboy (4/10) #1 obsessive (8/3) #1 darkromance (2/22)

READ AFTER READING THE VAMPIRE'S PET. One year ago Lord Dawson shut the doors of his mansion after the tragic death of his pet and has yet to open them since. People living around the manner have not seen their lord in a year, only the occasional glimpse of servants leaving the gates of the huge estate. And every now and then under the light of moon, a beautiful woman in a gown from another time was spotted roaming the gardens near the fence Almost always in blue. They spoke of her as if a legend, a woman, and a great mystery. The beautiful woman. The lady in blue. ~~ "Kaden...honey come to bed." I looked down at my lover as he signed document after document, "not now pet." Shaking my head I poured him his favorite scotch, taking a sip before placing it on the cherrywood desk, "don't be like that, you know you want to play." His gaze flicked up at me, "only if you agree to stop roaming the gardens at night, rumors are spreading." I rolled my eyes, "love you too Kaden." He shot me a smirk sipping at his drink, "do you really love me?" "do you?" I shot back. "I do, I always did, I will for eternity Calla." I grinned wickedly my tiny fangs glimmering in the candlelight and my eyes flashing red. "good remember that or I may just have to find a new lover." His laugh echoed through the room as he pulled me into his lap. I leaned into his chest, "tell me everythings going to be okay." Tell me we will open those doors again soon. "Everything will be okay." !!!Mature for language and sexual content!!!

this story contains adult content!!!! read at own risk. I glared at the vampire before me, pressing myself against the bars of my 'cage' before dropping the glare and offering him my sweetest grin, "once I get out of her I'm going to kill alllll of you!" I swept my arms out wide, my grin turning feral, "I'm going to rip out all of your throats and see how you like your blood being drained from your neck." The vampire flashed his fangs at me in an equally menacing grin, "you can try that all you want, after the auction." I was tempted to spit in his face but I really did not want to be whipped...again. ~~~ Calla, an 18 year old human girl has always lived her life on the run, but was captured by vampires and forced into auction at a high end 'pet shop' where any wealthy vampire can buy her and proceed to do as they please until they decide to kill her. Pessimistic, rude, and short fused Calla is one hell of a handful, one most vampier's don't want to bother with...until him. THIS SHIT IS RATED MATURE in case you were curious this isn't labeled Mature on the wattpad rating thing because it won't let me change my fucking maturity thing.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

"Don't you dare think you're anything but mine." + Abigail Grader lived a sheltered life, protected from the cruel world that surrounded her. Pure and soft-spoken, she enjoyed the simplicity of life. That was until a business deal fell through due to her uncle's arrogant and foolish behaviour. In an attempt to fix his actions, a contracted marriage was drawn up, binding Abigail in a loveless arrangement. He was dangerous, respected and cold. Notorious for his ruthless business strategies and negotiations, Damien Russo had authority and power within the palm of his hand. He lacked the capacity to love, but she had an abundance of it. As secrets unfold and walls are torn down, feelings are twisted with love, lust and betrayal. He would go to the depths of hell for her; she was, after all, the devil's favourite. + "D-Damien," she whimpered, "Not here." "You're just so damn intoxicating," He murmured into her neck, nipping at her skin as his hands rubbed her inner thigh, "You've got me fucking addicted." ----- Just a little disclaimer: This book is for mature audiences. Contains violence, mature scenes, and abuse. If you find any of these topics uncomfortable then please do not read. Hope you enjoy!!