CONTAINS VERY MATURE CONTENT. "Katarina," my name passed his lips in a gruff whisper and I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle. Rafe's hands ran over my body as he backed me up to the bed. Everywhere our skin touched a fire burned within me. It consumed me. In that moment I wanted him more than anything. I was hyper aware of his hardness pressed against me and I bit my lip. Looking into his dark eyes I could see his desire. His mouth was on my neck, his teeth grazing the skin. I let out a moan as he hit my sweet spot and I could feel his body react to it. He pressed harder against me and slowly slid a hand down the front of my jeans, leaving a tingling path as he made his way. "I want you to say it Katarina," he said. I felt his hand stroking me and I bit my lip. There was no doubt I wanted more, and he wanted to give it to me. "Say what?" I asked, my voice strained as I tried to hold my composure. "You know what," he said sliding my shirt up, sucking on my exposed breast as he teased me below. I moaned again and I could feel him smile. He thrust two fingers in and my control started breaking. I couldn't remember the previous arguments with myself, I couldn't remember why I had been so afraid of him, I couldn't remember why I had tried staying away. All I knew was I didn't want him to stop, I wanted more. "Rafe, I'm-"

(Completed) Young werewolf, Evangeline, can do something no other can, hold communication with someone far beyond her realm. Always at her side, the Goddess of the moon has guided her through the toughest of times, but when the truth starts to bleed out, when an Alpha claims Evangeline as his own, and when the most dangerous come seeking revenge, Evangeline may have to face it all alone. ________________________________ All rights reserved Cover design by Lot Aznar Highest ranked: #1 in werewolf Copyright © 2021

The cage doors are released and I open my saphire coloured eyes, dashing out of the prison and into the forest, the first to reach the safety of the trees that were once green but now glowed blue like the moon, dodging them and making my way as quickly as I can to the sound of water. Seven days. Thats how long I had to make it to the lodge as an unmated female..... ☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆ Werewolf legends always wrap around the fact of a soul mate, a wolf destined to you from the Moon Goddess. But thats not true. There is no miraculous instantly falls in love with your mate at first sight like everyone believes. There is only The Run. The Run is an event held twice a year during the blue moon week when the night is blue and all mateless wolves are expected to attend. It is the source of nightmares amongst she wolves. Grace Harvest is no exception to this as she is forced to shift and held in a cage till The Run, her only chance of freedom is to last the full week in the forest and make her way towards the lodge before a male can claim her as his. Caden Wolfrain wants nothing more then to fall in love then to hunt a she wolf in the run, but with the threat of his title being stripped from him he has to make a choice between love or forcing a claim to a mate. But when Grace meets Caden will she change her mind about being claimed or will the secrets Caden hold scare Grace away from a possible future of love? ☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆ Highest Rank : #1 in Werewolves On: September 29, 2016 Proof: Screen shot is in chapter 1 On: December 11, 2016 Proof: Screen Shot is in chapter 2 WARNING: there is mention of rape and other forceful claims of a woman's body as well as other drastic scenes some audiences may find offensive. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED COPYWRITE Thank you @anonymous_115 for the amazing cover I love it

"You know you can't resist me much longer." He continued to trail kisses down my neck and jaw. I bit my lip to keep a moan from escaping. "I am your mate and Alpha, I order you to not touch any male or flirt with them." "In case you have forgotten, I'm a rogue, I don't have to listen to you." The alpha growled and I couldn't stop the smirk from forming on my lips. He pushed me harder onto the wall and moved closer so every inch of our bodies were touching. It took every ounce of strength I had to stop myself from jumping him right there. He moved his hand to caress my cheek and I found myself leaning into his touch. "When I first laid my eyes on you, you were mine. If I see any male looking at you inappropriately or longer than necessary, that will be the last thing they see. You are mine and only mine. I'm not one to share what belongs to me."

*A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY* Lola Lattimore is different to most wolves. She's faster, stronger, more powerful. She's dangerous. She is matched to the notorious Alpha Kaden Thorne, a grumpy, possessive wolf that she can't help but feel their bond pulling them together. And when a war that was ended almost a century ago begins to surface again, she is trusted by the moon goddess to unite all supernatural to beat it. But it may cost her everything. Awesome cover by - twenty nine - definitely check out her work!

I curled under the jungle gym and cried my eyes out. Suddenly a shadow hovered over me. I looked up saw a boy about my age staring at me with a Unknown expression. He bent down and wiped away my tears with the pad of his thumbs. I immediately stopped crying and looked into his bright Emerald eyes. "Why are you crying?" He asked and I looked down. "Because I know that'll never make friends here" I said quietly. He was quiet for a minute before finally speaking up. "I'll be your friend" he said quietly while looking into my eyes. I smiled a toothy grin. "Really!?" I asked and he nodded his head. "You'll be mine" ~~~~ Ranked # 2 in Werewolf on 7/13/17 Beautiful cover made by: kaori_nakahodo STARTED: JUNE 28, 2015 FINISHED: AUGUST 22, 2016 EDITING: ON GOING

Traitor. Whore. Unworthy. Coward. Murderer. Worthless. Nothing. Heartless. Is this what makes a rogue? Is this what condemns all rogues to death or life imprisonment? What if one was different? Different from the rapists and murderers? What if she was the light of your life. The fire of your loins. Your sin. Your soul. Your rogue. Can you forgive what your past has taught you about their kind? Can you reject her at first sight and lead her to death? Or watch as another tries to steal her from you. In this case Crystal Devereaux is cursed to be caught in between this turmoil. Will she live long enough to be happy with her mate? Or are happy endings overrated? (First book of my series. Contains Mature Content in most chapters just to warn you. Please enjoy)

Aspiring writer Norah Jacobs needs an escape. In the span of two weeks, her corrupt brother has been jailed for murder and his partner has been hovering on her doorstep, threatening to ruin what little peace she has left. Packing her car, Norah flees the city and goes off the grid, finding refuge in the small coastal town of Bellvale. However, Norah's newfound refuge lands her right in the middle of a power struggle between creatures she thought only existed in fairy tales, and she begins to see that no matter how hard you try to run from your troubles, they seem to have a way of catching up with you... Watty 2014 Winner Haven Copyright © Melissa Lucas 2013 All Rights Reserved. No part of this literary work may be reproduced or used without written consent from the author.

"I don't want you to mark me" I said quickly. "Why?" he asked me, his tone seemed calm but i knew he was far from it. "I have a commitment towards my pack" I told him, hoping he'll understand but to my astonishment his eyes were dark now and he held his palms in a tight fist. "You are my mate Templar, you belong to my pack" he said in a condescending tone. My blood boiled at the tone he was using with me. Nobody talks to me like that. Nobody. "Do not use that tone with me, Everett. You are not my Alpha, I respond to-" none, i was about to say, but had to bite my tongue to change that. I was not ready to tell him that I'm the sole White Shifter, not ready to tell him I'm The Alpha of my pack. So i lied, again.

(Complete) Eric's lips brush mine, a slow, light action that already has me hooked. A comforting warmth engulfs my body, spreading from limb to limb like wildfire. His sweet lips move delicately with my own, the caress of his lips softer than I could have imagined. It is over too soon as he drifts away. "Now was that so difficult?" Eric murmurs as I try to register what just happened. <> <> <> While trying to see the best in everyone, Isabella finds herself battling against her own mind. After an attack on her pack, she has to choose between her newly discovered Alpha mate and her beloved, younger sister. Her heart is in the palm of his hand--though she struggles to admit it--but that doesn't mean he won't crush it. It is a game of trust, and she cannot afford to lose. WARNING: An older story of mine. You may run into many technical errors, plot holes, or cringe. You have been warned! All rights reserved Copyright © 2017 Enjoy!