In Lycan lore, every wolf believes there is a soul that is their equal in every way: a perfect match. Their meeting is predestined, preordained by the Moon herself. Aria Rose has spent her life dreaming of the day she would meet her true mate. But when Alpha Aiden declares his lover of 10 years to be his chosen mate and Luna over her, Aria is left with a shattered heart and refuses to believe love exists. So when her best friend convinces her to go to a popular sex club, she isn't expecting much more than a night of meaningless fun to forget her messy love life. Until she meets Marcus Mercia, the most feared Alpha in the region. He's cold and aloof but whispers softly to her, holds her as if she's made of glass when no one else is around, and she thinks she might be falling for him, but her true mate won't let her go so easily. How will she deal with her growing feelings for Marcus, her connection to her true mate, an unexpected surprise, and a veiled threat that stalks them all from the shadows? #1: alphaandluna #9: werewolffiction

After the Lycan overtake of the government, many things changed for humans. This includes Paige White, who because of being human, is mistreated, beaten up, and forced to live in the slum area, a specific area made for the lowest race in the current world; Homo sapiens. After having turned 16, she is forced to attend the mating ball, a ball for the werewolves to meet their mate, something Paige and her parents have always prayed to not happen to her, but in vain. *** I let my fingers brush against the back of the books, feeling myself becoming giddy at all the different titles. I turned around and went over to another bookshelf, bending my knees to look closer at the books on the bottom shelves. My muscles froze in place when I heard the door opening, a line of light spreading next to me. I closed my eyes, praying that my snooping wouldn't end up being the death of me, before abruptly straightening out my knees, and then slowly turning around. Because of the light coming from behind him, all I could see was a tall broad-shouldered silhouette, a pair of eyes lighting gold. My heart stopped in my chest. "Mine."

Le poids d'un secret et une seule journée pour tout faire basculer. Alors qu'elle ne cherchait qu'à fuir son chaos familiale, son destin s'emmêle à celui de Côme. Qui n'est d'autre que le fils du plus dangereux maître de la contrebande américaine. Mais rien ne garanti que sur son chemin, Mariposa réussisse à s'échapper de ses griffes. Mariposa x Côme : Petit coeur papillon. 𝙹'𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚞𝚡 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚚𝚞'𝚒𝚕 𝚗'𝚢 𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚌œ𝚞𝚛 𝚚𝚞'𝚒𝚕 𝚗'𝚢 𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚎̀𝚛𝚎.

Even those who are believed to be lost can find their path changed by fate. . . Highest rankings: #1 in werewolf #1 in paranormal romance #80 in Romance *** The Wulvers Series - Book 5 I have no name and no family; except the Wanderers I run with. Violence and brutality is their way, and the only way I've ever known. Our only enemy is the struggles of the wilderness and the packs that seek to hunt us down, or so I've been told. After a hunt that leaves our numbers dwindled and an injury that leaves me weak, I'm left behind to the mercy of the pack we attacked. A pack that seems to know more about who I should be and what I should do than I do myself. Finally, I have the chance to make a choice about whose side I'm on and what life I want to lead. But I've been wild all my life, and even the Beta forced to be my keeper won't tame me. I was born of the wilderness, at least that's what I believed. . .

[COMPLETED] "Don't come any closer." "Your a feisty one aren't you?" He states with a slight smirk as he pushes forward, ignoring my statement and forcing my hand to retract and defend my body from a closer proximity. My ability to form a response is shattered as he moves forward even more, his body now an arm's length away. My breath hitches in my throat. "You see," He begins, cocking his head to the side as he takes another step closer, like a predator closing in on its prey. "There's a slight problem with that sweetheart." His tall frame leans over mine, the heat from his body decorating my skin with goosebumps as he moves his face mere centimetres away from mine. He places his hands on the wall behind me, caging me in and stays still for a split second before moving down to my ear and whispering. "Because you are never escaping me again." - Five years. It all began five years ago. The creatures our parents told us of in harmless stories, the ones that became a common catalyst for nightmares amongst young children, were real. The new world was plagued by monsters that took complete control over human life in a matter of months. Our failure to believe in the myths that our parents unknowingly warned us of became the fuel to our demise. Everything is different now. Now, humans live in poverty with the purpose of serving those deemed superior to us in a system designed purely to oppress. Now, life is about survival, everyday more dangerous than the last. Now, we belong to those who call themselves werewolves. Maeve Evans is luckier than most, with a roof over her head and a husband who would die to protect her. The harsh reality she has grown to accept shatters around her when she hears that one word. The word that seals her fate. Mate. ***** Disclaimer: mature content. HIGHEST RANKS #1 IN POSSESSIVE #1 IN APOCALYPSE #1 IN SURVIVAL [ word count: 180,000 ]

Elise had no idea when she came home that day that she'd end up mated to a complete stranger. A new Alpha and the need for an alliance between packs have made her a pawn Excerpt: She lay beside him, staring blankly at the ceiling. The deed was done. They were mated. It didn't matter that she had no love for him nor he for her. Political alliances were more important than feelings...

Dans un monde où humains et démons cohabitent, Rosalia voulait simplement changer de travail, se sortir de cette misère financière. Mais sans le vouloir, elle vola une chose très précieuse appartenant au démon le plus puissant de la ville, celui dont le nom fait trembler humains et démons, à la tête d'un clan criminel. L'impitoyable et cruel Kahel. ⚠️[Informations supplémentaires sur le contenu]⚠️ - Cette histoire est un "enemies to lovers"/"darkromance" se déroulant dans la ville fictive d'Esolford à une époque semblable à la nôtre. - Présence de plusieurs formes de violences, de thématiques difficiles et de vulgarité dans le contenu

In the attic of Jade's childhood was an old trunk, locked. And even though she couldn't pry it open, nor did she have the key, the muffled sobs coming from inside told her more than she wanted to remember. ☆ Winner of The Fiction Awards 2019 ☆ 🌼 🌼 🌼 ⚠️ Trigger Warning! ⚠️ This is not some fairytale about falling in love and living happily ever after. This story is a reflection of reality, it's about real characters facing real hardships and struggles in life. RATED M (Please read the tags for more info about the story. No cliches, I promise.) 🌼 🌼 🌼 Book published November 2017. Book cover created with Canva. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the photos used in this story. Please note that all images and copyrights belong to their original owners. No copyright infringement intended. © All rights reserved All written works on this account are copyrighted by OopsyDaisy. Please refrain from duplicating or reproducing these books in any way, shape or form without the author's consent. Thank you.

BOOK 2 The way his breath fanned my cheeks, how big his hand felt around my wrists, how easy it would be to lean up and press my lips to his. A rush of heat ran to my core. I groaned and tried squirming again. My wolf surfaced, showing him our yellow eyes. She wanted him, and she wanted him to know just how much. Just then I felt my underwear dampen. "Arlo." I whimpered. I was embarrassed, he was too old for me. That's what he kept saying, that's what I kept saying. Waiting was the only way he'd have me. And I was willing to wait, but my body wasn't. My wolf was new, she didn't have his self control. He closed his eyes, pressing his forehead to mine. My breathing was erratic as his lips were just centimeters from mine. "Clean yourself up." He growled, slowly releasing my wrists and taking his warm weight off of me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After the death of Alpha Deacon Vidar, his Beta Arlo Henson, tried his best to be there for Deacon's mate Ellis and child Althea. After a few years Ellis re-mated and Arlo decided it was no longer appropriate to be so close to little Althea, seeing as the pull he felt towards her was only growing. After 13 years of staying away from the family, he is called in for a possible threat. Althea is 17 now and feeling the stress of taking over as pack leader, as well as finishing high school. On top of everything she's stuck training with her dead fathers best friend, Beta Arlo. She is filled with rage when finding out Arlos long kept secret. Will Arlo's love for Althea outweigh his respect for his dead friend? Will Althea forgive and fall into the pull she has with Arlo? Are there secrets about Alpha Vidar's death that don't add up? Their taboo love will be the least of their worries...

COMPLETED 4/4/2021 "The people who often times do terrible things, are the same ones who have had terrible things done to them." After Lord Voldemort murdered Harry Potter in the Battle of Hogwarts, the world became plagued with a darkness unlike anything it had seen before. Muggles were slaughtered in the streets, the Dark wizard's opponents were executed for show, and all those who had fought with the Order were forced into hiding. Avalon had lost it all-- her friends, her peers, her loved ones. Everything. So, when she was thrown back in time to 1943, she knew that it was up to her to change the course of time and rewrite a new history-- one in which she had to find the Horcruxes and murder Tom Riddle before he could ever become Voldemort. Tom Riddle. Avalon Hendrix. Either she was going to kill him, or he was going to kill everyone she loved. They were nothing more than two products of extreme circumstance that chose two very different paths, yet had time for their roads to converge. --Due to the amount of spoilers in the comments, I will be muting all accounts who comment with the #RR hashtag. Please do not do this.-- •WARNING• This book contains themes and scenes that are intended for a mature audience.