This is a short werewolf story about a girl and how she has cancer. Her only hope is to meet her mate and be mated and marked by him but what happens when he rejects her? He doesn't know about being her only hope and he might never know.

(Book 1) Blackwood. The name of Wrenley Nightingale's new mate. Her pack is in desperate need of trainers, of warriors. She is their sacrifice. She is given so that the pack may receive security once again. No one told her that he wouldn't treat her like a mate. No one told her that she would now lead an existence that relies on baring his pups. No one told her that his heart was already taken years ago, that she would have to work to claim it as her own.

(COMPLETED | UNDER EDITING) Fresh out of college, Veronica Odair is hired as a forensic scientist at the infamous B.E.A.R. Laboratories. She is put to work on the classified Tekula Project, but certain events lead her to question her job. What is so dangerous about Level 5? Why do her tests come back increasingly strange? What secrets are B.E.A.R. Laboratories hiding? Veronica plans to find out. ▪▪▪ Brown eyes, nearly obscured by rich locks of dark hair, stare into my light green ones with an intensity which nearly causes my knees to wobble. I can hear nothing but the thudding of my heart beating wildly in my chest, the sounds of the sirens turning into white noise at the back of my mind. I back up until my spine connects with the elevator doors. I shiver as my bare arms come in contact with the cool metal. "Someone help me, please," I beg. The man stalks closer still. His eyes are fixed solely on me, unmoving, intense. His fists are clutched tightly against his sides, as though restraining himself in some way. Restraining himself from what, I don't want to know. The man stops only an arm's length away from me. I stare up at him with wide eyes, my lips parted in fear. I stand frozen, unable to move. I shut my eyes, turning my head away. Laboured breathing, the touch of fingertips on my bare shoulder, breath on my lips. A heavy, deep inhale. Slow exhale. A forehead against mine, shaky hands cupping the back of my neck, fingertips sliding into my red locks. My eyes open to meet the warmest pair of honey eyes. Cover by AnnaCharles16 #4 in ROMANCE? THE HECK? #2 in Werewolf #1 in Young Adult #1 in Lycanthrope ~ ~ ~ Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

[COMPLETED|EXTREMELY UNEDITED|WITH BAD SENTENCES & BRUTAL DESCRIPTIONS.** YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.] Have you ever heard of girls who were blind to love? Well, Arlette is physically blind. She had nothing short of a simple life. A good family and a good home... In a world of kings, villages, and monsters, people simply can't live happily ever after though. Things get even more complicated after her village gets destroyed. With the shelter filled up, she and her family are forced to live with the King. Don't be fooled by the knights and towering high walls, running away from a Beast isn't as easy as it seems. Fantasy #16 #1 under #curse #1 under #beauty

Book 6: Cassandra Woods is an omega. All her pack cares about is that she fulfils her Omega duties, but that's until the Alpha steps in to change things around and set matters straight. Cassandra never believed she'd become more than just a submissive Omega, never believe she'd experience so much loss and pain to find peace and share it with someone so powerful yet dangerous.

Her village had forsaken her, allowed her to be dragged off to her death, but for Perttu, it wasn't her death he wanted - it was her.

A place of superstitions A place of curses A girl who was forced to sacrifice her life for the welfare of the village and was widowed against her will. Widowed? Or Married? Ella Rosemane was satisfied with what little she and her family had. But one incongruous incident shatters everything she had and kills the spirit in her. Stuck between being a widow and married, Ella finds the curse around her is embraced by a stranger who is anything but a stranger to her. "My Corpse Husband" is a gothic love story with heartfelt love and a lovely romance.

Book One of the Downworlder Series ~~~~~~~~~~~ Do you know what it feels like to have your current reality torn from your grasp and a new one shoved in its place? Neither did Sutton Kendrick. Sutton had lived on Haven her entire life, floating above earth and the beasts that inhabited it. They were strange creatures. Half beast, half human. They were animals as far as she was concerned. Haven was safe. It was for the preservation of the purity of the human bloodlines. However Sutton's reality ends when after her eighteen birthday she discovers she has a beast of her own under her skin. Her world ends in a night of pain and the bang of a gavel because she is no longer human. No longer pure. She is thrown to the wolves. Her life changing in an instant. She has to learn how to survive, how to run, and how to live on a planet that is hellbent on devouring her whole because those that go to the downworld never return.

Book Two of the Downworlder Series ~~~~~~~~~~~ High in the mountains, far from the cities that housed Doyens and the beasts they lorded over, lived a small girl named Emily Nezzera until her world changed in an instant. Torn from her mountains, her family, her pack, she was thrown to the pureblood world of Doyens and pureblood elitism. Shattered to pieces from their torment she escaped their reality and lived within her own as she pieced herself back together. To combat the harshness of her life, Emily fixes the broken things of the world, nothing is too far gone for her to salvage. She re-purposes, fixes, or puts back together different but the broken things of the world come to life within her hands. That is what she believed when she pulled a physically broken man from the garbage when she realized what he was to her. Only she discovered her mate was broken far deeper than eyes could see and he was about to drag her down the rabbit hole once more because the king still craves his crown lost in the ashes of a dragon's fire.

She settled onto the bed and soon after her eyes started to feel heavy with sleep, she felt a familiar chill run up her spine. She felt like she was being watched by someone, but she wasn't sure whether the feeling was alright or not. It didn't give her the call of warning, but one of caution. Unsteady, unpredictable and possibly dangerous. But that was what her human side could feel. _______________ Love isn't love if it's breaking you from the inside. _______________ ------------------------ First ranked: #104 (9/12/2016) Highest rank: #1 (30/10/2018)