"She's shy," Brooke shrugged, glancing at Indianna who looked like she wanted to be anywhere but in the classroom. "Well, come on, I don't bite," Greyson urged and Indianna stiffened, just like before. "Don't talk about that," Indianna said, her voice was still quiet but it was firm. "Struck a nerve have I?" Greyson wondered and smirked. "Somebody likes it kinky." * Indianna Hughs had always been the quiet one, the shy one. She was always the one that stayed in the background. She blended in, never got noticed. She liked it like that. So when she's forced to move schools, she is not happy. Everyone notices a new kid, she didn't want that attention. Especially not from Mr Bad Boy who seemed to be very interested in her. COMPLETE ! Highest Ranking: #2 in Werewolf Sequel: Defeated Prequel: Confident *This is being edited*

*COMPLETED* My head bowed in a heavy mannor, not in respect, but in trepidation. I discern his unwavering gaze over my ill silhouette. "Look at me." I opened my eyes, though it made no difference. Black is still black, all I am left with are my four senses. He will kill me if I don't look. He will kill me if I do. He will look into my sightless eyes and see my futile existence isn't worth living. He will kill me, and he will be doing the pack a justice by it. He growls a low, throaty snarl to warn me about disobeying an alpha. There will be consequences, we both know that. His lingering growls let me know he is not going to allow me to contravene his word. I steadily inch my head upwards, visibly shaking everywhere else. Maybe he won't notice my depthless eyes from across the gazebo. My life depends on it. "You're blind." ~ Monet was born into a particularly prestigious area of her wolf pack, to parents of extremely high standards. Her legacy is to become the packs next healer, but when she was born completely devoid of melanin, all her mated parents saw was a disappointment. Being born an albino wolf pup meant a lot for Monet, but it mostly meant her condition had taken her eyesight along with it. What happens when Monet meets the Alpha of a neighboring pack? Will he accept her for what she is? ~CONTENT WARNING~ This book contains depictions of physical abuse, foul language, and upsetting scenary. This book is in no way, shape, or form glorifying domestic abuse of a parent or partner. This book is intended for individuals who feel at odds with their self due to their uniqueness. It is meant to shine light on those who differ from the majority; conquering, and overcoming those who lessen them for what makes them special. ~ Word count at completion date: 33,915 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

‶Your little mate, what is she like?″ ‶She's wild, but all the best flowers are.″ ✰ ★ ✰ ★ ✰ ★ ✰ ★ ✰ ★ ✰ ★ ✰ ★ ✰ ★ ✰ No one has ever seen Alpha Cedric Veiler smile. He is the ancient lycan King, and the most powerful creature living on earth. His eyes are red like the devil. His face covered in nasty scars. Not to mention that he's as tall as a tree, and built like a god. Though he has his own pack to worry about, Veiler goes undercover. He poses as a college professor to scope out the enemy. When he arrives, he finds himself surrounded by something he's despised his whole life. Humans. When he runs into an itty bitty, 18 year old human girl with big doe eyes in his class, Alpha Veiler knows he's in trouble. Because no lycan has ever had a human mate, and nothing ever makes the King smile. And it seems Hendrix is the only exception to both. It's just too bad that she has daddy issues. COMPLETED ✓ Highest rankings #1 in Lycans - 9/9/19 #1 in Music - 2/15/20 #1 in Age-gap - 4/29/20 #23 in Werewolf - 2/21/20 #4 in Daddy issues - 8/15/19 #3 in Forbidden - 1/29/20

Pasha finally convinced River to join the Blood Rose pack, she was put into a room that everyone stays clear of. At night, River hears banging coming from the room opposite her, until curiosity got the best of her, once she plucked up enough courage to enter the room. Something grabbed her, pulling her into the room. She stumbled to the floor, when she turned over, there stood a jet black wolf with green eyes looking down at her, who was this mystery wolf standing over her? was she safe with the monster in that room?

"I'm not going to apologize for you being my mate because I would rather have no one else but I do wish you didn't have to deal with the hardships", I tell her, sincerely sorry for the stress she now has because of me. She puts her head down again and stares at our hands. I place my other hand on her palm so that her hand is sandwiched between my own. She smiles, still looking down and places her hand on top of the hand sandwich I made. I take my hand and place it underneath her chin. I push upwards so that she's looking me in the eye. She gives a small smile then her eyes well up. A few tears cascade down her cheeks. I wipe them away wishing they had never appeared. Taya whimpers then bites her bottom lip, I assume to keep from crying any further. I place my hands on the sides of her face and lean in. Slowly I place a kiss on her forehead, then her nose then each cheek. She closes her eyes so I press a kiss onto each eyelid. Then the corners of her mouth. Finally I kiss her lips. Jesse and Taya are soul mates, their love developing rather quickly but is their love strong enough to make it through the mating rights? This book contains mature content. Please do not read if you are sensitive to violence, sexual scenes, adult language and other mature content. Have a nice time.

At just eighteen, Anna Kilmer finds herself trapped in a continuous loop of forced prostitution and abusive treatment, unaware of how to get out. That is, until she decides to escape, oblivious to the fact she would run into the arms of another man who scares her like the rest. However, the funny part about Xavier West isn't that Anna is afraid of him because he's abusive; in fact, she's afraid because he's the first man to treat her with the respect she deserves. Unfortunately her struggles aren't over yet; she must integrate into Xavier's society of werewolves, pushing aside the remnants of her dark past to look forward to the future. The only problem is, her role as a Luna might become her breaking point; she may not be able to live the life she's always dreamed of living. "The Luna and Her Moon is a Werewolf Romance that follows a main character who has experienced sexual trauma in her history and is learning to love and live for herself. kerfuffled_ has written a story that does not gloss over the traumas that the character has experienced, and shows that people continue to live with these traumas whether they want them to stay in the past or not. If you're a fan of romance and shape-shifting canines, this slow-burn romance has tender and goofy moments that will keep you rooting for the couple." - @latchkeyy **COMPLETED** - Awards/Accomplishments - ~ 1st place in the Cerulean Awards ~ 3rd place in the Privus Awards ~ Best Opening Chapter in the Rainbow Awards ~ Featured on YA Fantasy ~ #1 in hurt ~ #1 in damaged ~ #1 in matebond ~ #1 in humantrafficking ~ #1 in trauma ~ #1 in saving ~ #1 in abusive contents ~ #2 in love **** WARNING: This book does contain rape/sexual content to some extent as well as violence. Please read at your own risk as I do not want anyone to be uncomfortable! Cover by @effervescenttt! If you need a cover I highly recommend her, her work is amazing! Kerfuffled_

"No!" I say softy, choking back tears that were threatening to pour out. "It just can't be!" I say with my hands by head, squeezing my eyes as if it was all a nightmare that would be over soon. The words escape my lips in a louder tone than what I intended and with more anger, earning a blood curling growl that made me stagger back with fear. I feel my knees shake with dread as the words rush out of his mouth in another growl. "Mine!" He shouts before making his way over to me. The second he's a hand's distance away, he reaches out and grabs a handful of my hair -not caring of the tears that were raining down my cheeks- making me tilt my head back, and plants his fierce dominant kiss upon my sweet and naive lips. 16 year old Nora Faith, youngest of 4 and only daughter the of SilverRose Pack, grows more and more desperate as her 17th birthday is just around the corner and is unsuccessful after several months of searching for her Mate. They say when you turn 16, you can identify your Mate by their scent and by your own wolf. Then like a fairytale, they shower you with their love, kiss you whenever you want, mark you as their equal and so on. Short, simple and easy. But unfortunately for Nora, when you have 3 protective Alphas as your older brothers. hovering over you 24/7 like a hawk, and preventing you exploring the world, it doesn't get any easier. 20 year old Alpha Damon Romano is slowly loosing his humanity by waiting for his Mate for far too long. For him taking the position of being an Alpha at the mere age of 14 of the largest pack in North America because of his parents unexpected and tragic death, makes him the youngest Alpha ever. He considers that all male Mates should be dominant over their females and he wishes to set it as a rule by applying it to his darling Mate. Cold, Cruel, Heartless, Savage, Sinister? Surely the Moon Goddess would've made a mistake because everyone knows that pleasing the heartless alpha ain't no child's work.

CAUTION CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. "Say it, Allison," he said, his voice low as he trapped me against the rough wall. A shiver ran down my spine, his voice pulling at me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asked. I shook my head, afraid my voice might betray me. His teeth lightly grazed my neck causing a sigh to get past my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. He knew he was going to get what he wanted one way or another. I tried to slip away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them down tightly. He pressed his hard body against me. I was aware of every inch of him that was touching me. "Don't think you can just leave. We're not done yet." My stomach tightened at his words, the desire inside burning for him. My damn body at war with my mind yet again. He slid his hand up to the edge of my shorts, slowly working it's way up as his mouth trailed small nips from my neck to my collar bone and lower, stopping only when he reached the fabric. I could feel my resolve weakening as his hand reached its destination. "Say it," he demanded. I moaned, my head tipping back as he moved expertly. I wanted to say it then, I really did. But if I said the words, there was no going back. ***************** Allison Cole has just turned seventeen. Most girls would be excited, but she doesn't see it as anything special. She can now find her mate, wherever he is. But she doesn't put much stock in mates or true love. How could something like that be predetermined? Things only go from bad to worse when on that very day she discovers who her mate actually is. Will Allison be able to overcome her bleak thoughts about mates and accept hers? Or is the man bad enough to make her run away? Caught between her body, her mind, and what's best for her pack. Allison must make her decision. Is it worth it?

Your mine, you've always been mine, and now you are ours.' 'We're never letting you go, little wolf,' as one of them softly pressed kisses down my back which sent shivers down my back. 'Who are you shyer?' I'm your mate, I'm yours, I belong to both of you, you are my mates.' ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- when you are the pack runt you get bullied every day and you're the pack slave What happens when your pack is attacked and you are made to join a new pack What happens when your new pack combined with a another pack You end up with two alphas