He is the Alpha of Death, the bearer of darkness. He is the conqueror and king who hides a beast within. Fate is cruel, fate is damned. I am the moonlight he doesn't need... He declares a war; I declare my own. A war between two souls A war between mates... Ours is a twisted story untold... ---------- Mated to the bearer of death, Freya faces a hard- slapping reality beyond her comprehension and taste. The bittersweet course of fate will woe her to choose between submission and revenge. Add to that the scent of a once forgotten tradition and the discovery of a land unknown to most of her kind. As she fights her rupture and as she seeks reprieve, other outlandish secrets about her and her mate's existence will be revealed. --------- First Published 1/3/2016 (c) marienggles Warning: Not your typical werewolf story. Author is suffering from a wild, savage, and weird imagination. Welcome to Apollo's World... WATTYS 2016 ENTRY

Highest ranking #9 Vampires | Underneath London's biggest cemetery, lies a secret only the dead can keep. Because London's oldest clan of vampires has been playing a secret game underneath the crypts for centuries. Each game lasts as long as one moon cycle, and only the brightest and best humans can compete. It's rare that any human survives the games, but the winner will get what every mortal desires - to live forever. For the losers, the price of entering is always their lives. By sheer bad luck, eighteen-year-old Lily has stumbled into this game. She has 30 nights to prove she has what it takes to be an immortal - but up against talented people who have been training for this contest for years, what chance does she have? Her only hope is convincing the enigmatic vampire gamemaster, Edric, to break the rules and spare her life. But falling in love has never been so dangerous...

New house, new life, new start. Lucinda Cartwright's life was thrown into chaos after her father and step mother died. She became the sole provider for her younger sister, Mary-Beth in a single moment. Uncertainty cloaked her and she decided that moving across country would help them have a fresh start. Twin Peaks was a quaint and friendly town that seemed very welcoming and accepting of Lucinda and her sister but there are dark secrets in these parts. She will discover that beasts walk with the mortals and when the bodies start to pile up, the fingers start to point towards Callum Wolfe. The man who Lucinda finds herself inexplicably drawn to. Attempting to figure out who is behind the brutal murders, Lucinda and Callum struggle to clear his name and keep the people they care about alive. Lines will be drawn, stones will be thrown, and Lucinda will discover quickly that evil is sometimes lurking right beneath the skin. Cover by @Pananabels

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

"Once bitten, they are no longer human. Once bitten, a beast awakens." They are the creatures of evil, the beasts that mutilate children and ravage entire villages in a nightfall. Hunted and killed, Lycan are to be shown no mercy, a known law enforced across the Kingdom of Harron. All the folktales and stories of the brutes, Lady Annalise had heard countlessly. Fear the lycan; hate the lycan. Yet, when the young Lady comes across one for the first time, she finds herself following curiosity's calls instead, wanting to learn more not only about the beastly side of the lycan she calls Gray but also the man behind the monster. Seems not everything is as black and white as Anna was told.

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

My parents always warned me about the drugs on the streets, but never did they say anything about ones with emerald eyes and a beating heart.

(C O M P L E T E D) Maddox Franco is the Alpha of the Howlers pack. He is 22 and still hasn't found his mate. He became ruthless because he thinks that he hasn't found his mate because something happened to her since it is extremely rare for werewolf to find their mates after they turn 18 so he thinks that his might be dead. Jayda Donovan is the daughter of the Beta of the Howlers pack. She lived with her human mom because Her dad found his mate when she was 10 and left her mom and her. She is now 18 and still hasn't found her mate but that all changes when her mom dies. She moves back with her dad and finds out she is mates with Alpha Maddox. -Highest ranking- (#4 in WEREWOLF) Please give it a Chance :) Amazing cover by: onederstruck-

"Why do they call it Shadowood?" I ask as we walk deeper into the forest. Old, dried up leaves crunch beneath my feet as I move a branch to the side, and drops of water from the trees above fall on my clothes from the recent rain. "Because they say that where ever you go, even in the clearings, a shadow is always following closely behind." All rights reserved. Cover by @surrealinfinities