Every Blue Moon there's a Hunt: an archaic ritual for vampires to protect themselves by culling the one creature that can kill them without weapons. Werewolves. And while the other supernatural creatures are content to ignore and forget... The White Wolf, the Wolf leader, cannot. After losing her second in command to the last Hunt, Vali's focus had been on finding ways to stop the recurring mass murder from happening. The only avenue she has left is the Summit, and with the next Blue Moon in two months she needs to act fast. She has to target Mircea Dracula, the Vampire Prince, to plead for his help in ending the Hunt once and for all. Her only hope is the prophecy, one about a White Wolf and a Dracula bringing peace to the supernatural world. But what she doesn't know is that he is looking for a way out. A way out of his arranged marriage. Out of a compromised crown. A way to bring peace to the supernatural world and end the bloodshed. And neither know that when they lock eyes at the Summit... It's only the beginning of a new age. ||Mature themes: swearing, violence and a little spice|| ||Complete [first draft]||

''You know how they came up with the word Lunatic?'' he asked. I shook my head, feeling like I probably didn't want to know the answer. His lips pulled up on one side in a mischievous, lopsided grin. He stepped closer. ''Because all of the worst monsters come out during a full moon.'' ------ Lou DeVue has known from a young age that she was different and not in the 'I-think-I-was-left-on-my-parents-doorstep-by-a-wizard' kind of way. She can see things. Dark things, usually. The darkest, of which, happens to be about her new neighbors. The five boys hold an energy that Lou's gift can't ignore. An abyss surrounds them and Lou finds herself gazing into it, but what happens when the abyss gazes back? **********************

It has been many years since Lycans revealed themselves to the world. Many humans have had difficulty adjusting to their presence, especially as a consequence of some lycans making the decision to destroy many homes and punish humans who protest their actions. Olivia has been imprisoned for the past twelve years in the Klawmoon pack and has endured many harsh treatments. However, her life changes when the pack is attacked and she manages to escape, only to eventually find herself in another pack in the woods. And it is in this pack, that she discovers that she is the Alpha's mate. Copyright © 2019 by Faith Hunte All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without written permission from the author. The image used on the cover art belongs to its respective owner.

Once there was a girl, daughter of an Alpha, who happened to face consequences of the things she had no control over. How? By being ostracized from her own kind. By being betrayed by her own family. By being rejected by her own soulmate who chooses her sister instead. And by being banished from the Kingdom. As she returns after years, she notices several changes. One of them being the demeanor of her mate.

Ri likes a quiet life, without drama, and certainly without all that mate crap that the world seems to revolve around. To her exasperation, it seems to be all anyone cares about, looking for, finding and then claiming their mate. Well, that won't be her. She has a secret. She has managed to suppress her scent, so her mate can never find her. She has other plans and they don't involve having her head and heart messed up by hormones and matehood. Because she knows who her mate is. Damian, warrior and son of the Clan leader. Her friend. And if he ever finds out...

* '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