The vampire coven that owns the Thurman werewolf pack lands has returned. When they demand a human sacrifice, the Alpha's son, Jake, has little qualms about offering up his newly discovered blind mate, Ciara, as the human sacrifice. After all, what Alpha or Alpha-to-be wants a blind Luna? While Ciara is trying to escape being turned into a blood bag for vampires, the supernatural council is stuck in a deadlock with an evil sect that is wreaking havoc on the world. They need to find all the Fae Omegas destined to save the world as soon as possible. The question is, can they find Ciara before she gets destroyed? 'Who Wants a Blind Mate?' is the second young adult paranormal reverse harem romance book in an exciting rejected mates standalone series: The Fae Omegas Series. With a sprinkle of a sweet vampire romance and a why choose fated mates romance, this story will take you on a roller coaster of rejection, betrayal, self-hate, and love. Imogen is the protagonist of the first standalone book in the series titled: 'The Pack Slut' and it is available in bookstores. [You can get a free copy here: https://bit.ly/free-tps] Amelia is the protagonist of the third standalone book in the series titled: 'The Pack Outcast' and it is available in bookstores. [You can get links on my profile and the sample chapters are on Wattpad.] Note: This is a sample copy of this book. The published copy is available in bookstores. You can get links to buy the book on my Wattpad profile. Or use this link: https://bit.ly/wwabmate

[The Mr Series #1] ❝oh, you silly girl. didn't they ever tell you?... rich boys don't have hearts.❞ Don't speak to them. Don't go near them. Don't breathe within 3 feet of them. The prestigious Attwood Academy was home only to the richest and most regal teenagers not only in Britain, but in the entire world. However, there is a particular group that separate themselves from the rest; only the most admired, most sought after group, and they don't want 'commoners' to pollute their air. The Elites. They could end you without even touching you. That's why Jolie stayed away... sort of. ___ COMPLETED p.s. this is the first draft and so I will be thoroughly editing it (eventually) (BOOK #1.5 IN THE MR SERIES IS ON MY PROFILE)

Neither Cory nor Thomas could imagine how a trip across the desert in a borroed 1992 Ford Explorer could end in a discovery that would rock the country. A broken drive shaft stranded them. The decision to hike home across sacred Indian lands took them to the glass canyon. The discovery of a wooden door in the wall of that canyon introduced them to a people who had hidden in the deep caves for a hundred and sixty years. The only possible danger would be to the people themselves. They would not be immune to diseases we take for granted. They would be confused by a civilization that passed them by. Their light-deprived skins would be easily burned by a sun they'd never seen. There shouldn't be any danger to the boys unless an old enemy sends an assassin to settle his vendetta with them. Such an assassin would be more devious and vicious than his master. The boys recognize him only after Salah, their mentor, is struck down in front of them. They have to dig deep for courage enough to survive and find justice for Salah and his family.

WATTPAD BOOKS EDITION Griffin Tomlin is dead. And Clara's sister killed him . . . Four months after the murder, the entire town of Shiloh is still in shock. For Clara Porterfield, the normal world has crumbled around her in a million chaotic pieces. Now Clara lives in a new reality, where her sister awaits trial for murder, her mother obsessively digs in a dead, frozen garden, and her father lives and breathes denial. At school, Clara is haunted by her classmates' morbid curiosity-and all of the unspoken questions they won't ask. But none of them knows what she knows . . . Now Clara's sister wants something from her-the one thing in all of this that Clara isn't ready to face: the truth about what really happened that night. Because this story didn't die with Griffin Tomlin. There's another story that needs to be told. And sometimes, the lies we're told are nowhere near as deadly as the lies we tell ourselves . . .