{ This book is now published on Amazon } It use to be a rare thing. Seeing a female werewolf. It was almost like their were no such thing. But now female werewolves have the same population as males. Except for Lycans. Their has only ever been two female Lycans in history. Alvery Fabre was the first ever female Lycan. She and her mate George Rosai had a daughter. Only their daughter is the most powerful werewolf on the planet. For both of her parents were Lycans. Her name is Della Rosai. The female Lycan Highest Ranking in Romance #1 Werewolf #6 Mystery #8 ~ Cover By Cookiies_and_Cream ~ { Thank You }

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Jasmine Dawson is afraid. Nothing makes sense any more. Her friends aren't who she thinks, and as the Great War between her planet and another's commences, she doesn't trust what she's fighting for. She doesn't have much time. The battle begins in 15 days, and only she can stop it. Jasmine thinks she will always be lost and alone ; but the truth is she never was.

Raquel wasn't born a rogue. She was abandoned by her birth parents and left for dead when a rogue wolf found her and raised her as her own. When Raquel learns about mates, she wants to find hers. But, when the time comes, is she willing to give up her life as a rogue to start a new life with her mate, the Alpha of the Red Mountain pack?

*In major construction. Do not read unless you do not want to read the ending for a very long time until I get things figured out. Thanks!* I was just a hacker. Your average, seventeen-year-old, very sarcastic hacker. Well, average if you thought average meant living with your fried chicken obsessed uncle after your ex-secret agent parents mysteriously disappeared off the face of the Earth. Until that day. A simple business card from an odd boy claiming he needed a hacker for something of the utmost importance. Now? I’m working with the son of the director of the FBI to figure out who wants his father—and possibly us—dead. Not to mention not getting caught and totally not falling for him all while still trying to figure out where my parents are. As I said, nothing good could come of this.

Title says it all. - They are not all dark, either. - And there is a few scary stories I found. Note: None of this is like, personal, or true, I convert my anger and depression into these poems. Some have meaning, others don't. Also there is a slight trigger warning.