Highest Rankings 1 in #mythicalcreatures 1 in #werewolvesandvampires 2 in #pack 2 in #2018 3 in #matebond 66 in #romance Small electric sparks run down the length of my body as I look into his cold grey eyes, the moonlight illuminating them further and they flash brighter. He stands a few yards away, with his fingers clenched and his jaw set. A gentle breeze blows his dark chocolate hair off his forehead, showing his angry brows and glaring eyes. A slight shudder runs down my spine as his eyes dance down my body shamelessly. I blush thinking how I had done the same. Suddenly he takes a step forward and on instinct I take many quick steps back, putting distance between us. My heartbeat picks up, thumping louder as my blood pumps faster throughout my body. He growls lowly in warning as I take more hesitant steps away. I turn to the side when two strong arms stop me, I struggle against their holds at first until, but a chilling growl stops everything in its path. Instantly the hands let go and the two men back off. "Why are you running?" A deep voice asks, he stands directly behind me, gently caressing my arm, running his middle finger up and down twice. With my lack of response he grasps my left arm, shaking me with black filled eyes. "Why." He growls. "...t-they agreed that once they're safely back to you, that I c-could leave." My voice is quiet, I look down at the dirt embarrassed at my stuttering. He grips my arm tighter causing me to look up into his dark grey eyes. "That agreement has changed, mate."

Werewolves exist. Vampires, warlocks, faeries and every other creature you've heard about under the night sky along with them. Along with these creatures, in the shadows, the hunters lurk in the edges, where light meets dark, hunting down anything and anyone who dares to cross the line. The Magi Hunter is only one of these hunters, and would never have told you her story herself. That is why I'm telling it to you for her. Because even hunters need to know not everything you see through the dark needs to be killed, and not all hunters stay only at the edges of the darkness beyond. A/N: An old story of mine, as they say: Old, but gold. Or maybe this one is more of a silver... ALL RIGHTS RESERVED! Copyright ©2014 @HanneIBM The picture does not belong to me, all rights to the original owner. Status: in editing

It takes alot for a pack to follow a female. But rogues are different. They choose who they want to follow, it's not passed down through families. Crystal has been an orphan her entire life, an outcast in her camp. One night she's rescued and taken to a rogue camp. These rogues are the only ones who have ever cared for her and as she grows up she notices that she found her family right here in the rogue pack. But what happens when their put in danger. Crystal must protect her new family from anything that comes her way. But what if she can't? Loss, friendship, love, war, and hate; all are a part of life. All werewolves are strong but the true leaders are ones that can overcome all of these challenges, is Crystal one of them? Or will she fail and perish?

Artemis King. That's her name to her family, but to werewolves she is known as Robin Hood. She is NOTHING like the fairy tale. She hunts rogues, but to all werewolves, she's nothing but a dangerous killer. One day hunting rogues she has an encounter, with the alpha of the Midnight Fire pack, Blake Lockheart. She spares his life and tell him to stay away... but will he listen. "I don't believe in fate, I believe in choice."-Artemis King AKA Robin Hood. Book 1 in the Alpha Series #36 in werewolf on Oct. 8 2k17 #2 in silver Credits: original owners of the pictures

*Completed* *Unedited* With every step he took towards me, I took one back until I hit the edge of his bed. A deep growl rumbled from his throat and I tried to make myself smaller in hopes that he would leave me alone. Being a human, I stood no chance against this beast in front of me. He would tear me apart. His muscles rippled with ease from underneath his shirt; his stance towered over me; his eyes colored with darkness; and I knew he was struggling to keep his wolf contained. "Kitten, don't act all scared. This is what you wanted, isn't it? You've always fantasized about what it would be like to be with a beast like me." His hand approached me slowly and then brushed my hip. I gasped. His teeth grazed my neck and I unconsciously leaned my head away, so he could have more room. "Answer me!" he growled. My chest furiously moved up and down as I tried to calm myself. I shook my head. "Well, Kitten, you're MINE. Whether you like it or not." From a very young age, Mae has been told by her father to stay away from werewolves. They were too rough, too dangerous for humans, but she always had a fascination with them. Damon was the Alpha of the Night Bane pack and he was exactly what Mae's father told her he would be - rough and dangerous. *Not my cover art @ Jojoesart