"A mate will love you and only you. No other can compare to you and he or she will treasure you above all and everything in the world," mommy says to me as she kissed my forehead. I sighed dreamily. I can't wait till I find my mate. He'll be perfect and handsome and funny and smart and brave and beautiful and he'll love me... only ever me... and... and... Present This hurts so much. Seeing and hearing and knowing my mate, the one who's supposed to love me above all, me, only me is in love with somebody else. I'd hate him if I could. I'd reject him if I could... I wish I could. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Important My books are written explicitly for a MATURE AUDIENCE 18 YEARS AND OLDER. There will be some instances/scenes/suggestions of sexual acts, crude language, MPREG and will portray gay relationships between males. If you do not enjoy stories of this nature please leave now. I will not condone/defend/accept any sort of attacks on my stories, my characters or myself. It is well within your right to choose what type of entertainment you prefer but I will not be blamed for your curiosity. Read at your own risk. ******************************************************

Nelo didn't have a choice, never really did. But now, now he's stuck in a loveless mating as a bargaining chip, waiting for his Alpha like a mistress rather than his husband. Warning: this book contains sensitive topics such as non-con/rape. If this is a trigger, do not read.

My name is Aaron Zayev. I am the current alpha of the Blood Harvest Pack. It is so named because of our brutality towards rogues. I have an especial hatred towards rogues, more so than any member of my pack; except perhaps my father Kaylem. My mother was brutally murdered by rogues who snuck onto the pack grounds. Ever since that day, my father and I were determined to make our pack the strongest, killing any rogues that found their way onto our lands. My family is strong and loving, and all our pack members are loyal to a fault. I am considered a fair and tough Alpha amongst other packs, even if I am considered young. I'm 23 with golden hair, tanned summer skin, and six foot three with a hard earned body. I've given up hope that I'll find my mate, wolves customarily finding their mate between ages 18-20. My name means great warrior of wolves, but how can that be if I don't have a mate to make me whole? My name is Cian. I don't know much about the world. I ran away from my house, since it was never my home after my mother died. My father is abusive and bad things, very bad things, were going to happen to me if I stayed. On the scariest night of my life, something happened to me. Things went from bad, to worse. Now, trapped in a cage, the only loving thing I remember are the words from my momma. She said my name meant the ancient one of silver. That I was meant for great things. What's the meaning in a name anyway? This is a male x male story! Don't like, don't read. You have been WARNED.

Being born an alpha means you're on top of the food chain. You can challenge other alphas to take over a pack. You have amazing strength, speed, and endurance. No one looks down on you. Oliver was born in the Northern Pack. He was small as a child, also having been born small to two betas of the pack; his mother having recessive alpha genes. There were yearly parties that celebrated children turning 17. That was the age they could shift into their wolf form and find their mate. Children had the scent of their secondary gender once born, determining what they were from birth. An alpha, beta, or omega. Oliver, who had been excited since the moment he understood what being an alpha meant, was more than excited to shift into his wolf. To find his mate and fall in love. He had already been trained for fighting (all young alpha and beta children were). But the day of the party, at the stroke of midnight, was the moment Oliver's life changed forever. Oliver wasn't just an alpha. No. He was a submissive alpha. Exceedingly rare and looked down upon as unnecessary. Their only use was as a possible breeder to guarantee alpha children; if they tested as fertile. They were given no option to find their mate, practically thrown around as an incubator for any alpha to use at their pleasure. Oliver said fuck you.

Throughout the whole of Evan's life, he was convinced he was a sinner. Raised by his psychotic brother who was the Alpha of his pack, Evan believes that he has bad blood and will inherit his brothers traits. Evan is a damaged and broken teenager who just wanted to get away from his past life. After he is rescued from his brothers pack, Evan is given a chance to start his life again without trials and tribulations. And a part of that was finding his mate. Except he wasn't expecting his mate to be Caleb Vella. Tall, lean and heavily tattooed, Caleb is remembered for having the deadliest father known to the werewolf world. How will Evan adjust to being the mate of an Alpha? . This story will include: - Strong Language - Sexual Content - Selfharm - Mature Themes - Violence . This book is going to be extremely dark. This book also continues on from His Second Chance and Not The Beta's Mate but can be read as a stand alone.

Luka; The purest boy you could ever meet. Everyone knows he's pure-on the outside and definitely on the inside too. Everyone knows this and no one has ever doubted it and has never tried to. Why go through the trouble when the answer is obviously clear? Luka; When he was young he used the most naive of his childhood wishes to "fix" himself-anything to make his life normal again, and slowly it became habit and ingrained into his own nature. So much so that even if it pained him, he would still act as he's always done. As "Luka." Though one day, when he meets his mate, a whole world of fear and terror clouds him, putting everything he once knew to a halting stop. All he can do now is pretend, pretend, pretend. Started: 03/5/19 Ended: 04/16/19 [A/N: IF YOU SEE ANYONE POSTING THIS STORY UNDER ANY OTHER SITE BESIDES WATTPAD, PLEASE TELL ME. I HAVE ONLY ADVERTISED ON AMINO, UNDER MY WATTPAD USERNAME. ANY OTHER PERSON IS NOT ME UNLESS I SAY OTHERWISE.]

My father is the Alpha of our pack. The Midnight run pack. He is the most respected man that I have ever known. All that matters to me is me pleasing him. I want to be like him when I am Alpha. I am standing in his office nervously. I have to tell him but I am scared. He is all the family that I have since my mother died. His hair is short and black like mine. He looks up at me with his brown eyes. That is the difference between us. Our eyes. Mine are emerald green like my mothers. He looks at me curiously. " Milo son? you ok?" he asks me I nodded my head and my hands are shaking. "Dad? I have to tell you something! I don't know how to say it... I kinda figured it out today..." I spit out quickly. "Well? What is it?" He laughed at my hyperness. "I'm gay." I spat out. His smile dies on his face and his face went cold. I shiver in a little fear but brush it off. "Are you sure? You could be going through some phase or something." He asked kinda carefully. "I'm Positive. I know I might be really young but I promise that I am." I say proudly. He stands up and walks over to me. He lifts my face up and stares at me. I get more nervous. What the hell is he doing? He brings his hand down across my face. His wolf claws extended. I feel them cut down across my face. I lift my hands to my face and see blood on them. I whimper and look up at my dad. "You are no longer my son. Your rights for being the next alpha have been revoked. Anything that was rightfully yours its mine now. You are nothing to me now. You are the lowest in the pack and will have to ask for everything. Get the fuck out of my sight." He threw me into the wall. I whimpered and ran out. I was ten years old when that happened to me. My life has been hell ever since. There is nothing I can do about it. I've been beaten burned and have other things done. My wolf hates me and I don't blame him. I hate myself..

This is the ungoing edited version of my first story ever, "The Third Wheel", which was originally posted in 2018. WARNING: this is a polyamorous BxB story, with mature content. Not your cup of tea? = you might want to try and read something else. I also have absolutely no tolerance for homophobic, racist, or hateful comments. Also, be aware that this story deals with heavy themes such as sexual violence, self-hatred, depressive thoughts and so on. Warnings will be put when deemed needed, at the beginning of the chapters. Now, let's begin with the fun part ~ They often say three is a bad number. One feels left off. This is precisely what happened to the three childhood friends, Darren, Kyle and Nate. They used to hang out together but Darren and Nate somehow got closer and Kyle started having difficulties hiding his jealousy. Until one night, after a tragic mistake, Kyle is left on his own. Now, ten years later, Darren and Nate are happily mated and they both rule the Ravenstgh pack. Kyle, on the other side, has become a cruel, colder version of the lively teen he used to be. He is the very aggressive beta of the Ravenstgh pack, a powerful warrior no one really likes. A tiny part of him still feels undesired feelings for Darren and Nate, but his love is one-sided and hopeless, because Kyle cannot possibly get close to anyone. Not if he wants to keep hidden the secret that is slowly destroying him. Art cover: @its_just_a_lovestory

Jude loves Cedric. Cedric doesn't love Jude. Yet Cedric and Jude are soulmates. See what's wrong there? Sometimes soulmates aren't meant to be. And in their case... They really aren't meant to be... Or are they? Journey with Jude, 20 year old model going to college and majoring in marketing, and Cedric, 26 year old Alpha as they go through life without each other. Unless it's the 15th of every month of course.