'Sometimes I fool myself into thinking you love me.' She stares up into his eyes. His hands pause in her hair as he holds her gaze, 'Sometimes I do, too.' It was undeniable that Alyara would play the role of Tsahik. Being favored by Netayam's grandmother, Mo'at, she was chosen as Neteyam's future mate. Alyara was perfect--she was tall, beautiful, strong, and kind. The whole clan loved her. And Neteyam never hated anyone more. (OCCASIONAL GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF WOUNDS AND TORTURE. SLIGHT RACISM?? TOWARD HUMANS) If you are looking for a quick romance, I'm sorry, but this is a definite slow burn! I have four main plots I'm focusing on: Neteyam and his struggle with war, life, and expectations; Alyara and her spiritual journey and feeling wanted; the ATWOW plot; and finally their romance. Once finished, this will be lengthy, with works of a second book!

Seeking refuge, Xilä and her father venture to the lands of the Omatikaya clan in the hopes that Toruk Makto would be generous in allowing them to stay. This is her story about not only finding her strength, but finding love. - Warning: This story contains smut (breeding kink included), violence, abuse & pregnancy (please don't read if these topics will affect you) - Some characters have been aged up. Neteyam in particular is 23. - Xilä is my own creation. - Cover image- credit to cinetrix This story has not been beta read (To be reviewed and edited for all errors)

The kingdom is bleeding, and war is no longer coming - it's here. Rogues rise under one banner. Her father's. Villages burn, packs fall, and the Lycan King is out for blood. Then she appears - shackled, silent, defiant. A rogue. A prisoner. A mystery. Kalowna Vaekhar doesn't tolerate weakness. He conquers it. But something about her makes his instincts snarl and his wolf still. She's too composed for someone broken. Too dangerous for someone without a wolf. Too tempting for a king who swore to never lose control again. He should execute her. Instead, he locks her behind gold and steel and watches the storm gather in her eyes. Something ancient stirs in her bones. Something forbidden. And the more she awakens, the more his empire begins to crack. She's not just part of the war. She's the key to ending it. Or destroying everything he was born to protect. "You're a rogue," he says, voice low and filled with contempt. "And I despise everything that makes you one." She lowers her gaze, voice barely a whisper: "I am what they made me... broken and lost."

Helena works in her mate's shadow for years, hiding her identity from the Alpha who frantically searches for her. When Alpha Octavius discovers that his timid maid is the mate he had been looking for, all hell breaks loose. This is a sample. Complete story is on Patreon.com/ancientt

On a fateful day, Lana (17) Princess of Genovia gets kidnapped by the most vicious, cruel, and bloodthirsty man, Xerses. Xerses is the God Of War, and no one can conquer him. Lana learns how cruel he is, she struggles with the monster who is turning her life upside down. [READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!]

A leader at war with the most powerful mafia in the world. A dancer oblivious to the danger her kinship puts her in. When the leader of the Italian Mafia goes to war with the leader of the Russian Mafia, casualties are a necessity, collateral damage is inevitable, and bloodshed is only the beginning. When Armando Romano, the leader of the Italian Mafia, finds out a well-kept secret that could be the key to winning the bloody war that has been going on for years, he leaves Sicily and makes his way to New York City. Upon going to see Swan Lake at the New York City Ballet, he finds his target, but she is not in the audience. She dances on stage as the black swan. Dancing as a child became her passion. She grew up working tirelessly every day to pursue her passion, pushing through the ache in her feet and the lack of air in her lungs so she could one day become what she always dreamed. The black swan. Who would have thought that her passion for dancing would have been what alerted her unknown enemies to her existence?

It's Valerie's first year of Uni. She didn't even think she'd make it this far considering everything that has happened to her over the years. Luckily, she has her best friend, Mable to brave it all with. She feels lucky to even be here but what happens when she catches the eye of a certain brown-eyed hockey player? Thomas Verner hates everyone. It's a known fact. He has enough on his plate with his brother, family, hotel empires and more. The last thing he needs is to be obsessed with the one girl that hates him. Dual POV !TW!: Mentions of abuse, harassment and vomiting. The cover is not owned by me it is from Pinterest.

in which a Parsons graduate is looking for a job and a popular actor is looking for a stylist

He put more force in his grip on her cheeks and tilted her head up so she could look at him from her height. "Is that so, little rogue?" The King slowly closed the gap between their bodies until their clothes touched. His fingertips gently glided along the healing bite marks, leaving ghostly touches as they did. Chelsea squeezed her eyes shut in response to his touch, her head shifting toward the other side to give him more access naturally. "Who am I to you then, if not your King?" he enquired huskily, lowering his head between her neck and shoulder. Chelsea fought against every cell in her body to not moan at his voice and his words alone. Your King, his voice echoed in the back of her head. She shuddered helplessly in the end. Keeping her voice strong despite her reaction, she spat out her reply. "Nobody." |SYNOPSIS INSIDE| #1 in mates [30.10.2021] #2 in werewolf [02.12.2022] #2 in cruel [28.07.2023]