Abandoned on a cold porch step with a soggy piece of notebook paper and not even a goodbye, Treasure has learned to rely on no one but herself. At 4 feet 10 inches, she's easily stepped on, pushed around and quite honestly, neglected. Making friends is hard when you stutter. Making connections doesn't happen when you're constantly being relocated. Treasure's learned a thing or two from years in the system: it's better to be seen and not heard, never trust an unfamiliar hand and pressure makes the bleeding stop... eventually. This chapter in Treasure's sour life comes with the title: Black Crest Home for Girls. Met with an unwelcome glare, cold words, and immediate distrust, Treasure once again prepares herself for an environment that leaves her fighting to stay alive. Filled with poisoned breakfasts, bleached hair, and reminders that her heart just isn't meant to expose itself. "It won't be long before I'm moved again." becomes a prayer, but not for long. She would soon come to learn that the town of Black Creek would change her life.

~A FEATURED WATTPAD STORY~ COMPLETED Leonidas, a cold, rude, arrogant Alpha, was raised by his father to think that mates are beneath them. His mother was physically and mentally abused but his father, and that was what he thought was the right thing to do. Constantly warring with himself on how to treat his future mate, he decides not to accept her altogether, whoever she is. She would weaken him and his position, and it was easier to reject and forget her. Eleanor is a plain she-wolf living in a pack that treats women as servants. Women are only tools to men, only used to clean the household and produce children for their mates. She thought the right thing to do was to let men control her every decision, always look down in submission, and never speak unless spoken to. She wishes for her mate to get her out of this hell, but is afraid this hell will always be in her mind. Leonidas is stuck in his pride, Eleanor is stuck in a hell impossible to escape. Will they survive as mates? Highest Rankings: #15 in Werewolf #16 in Werewolf #52 in Werewolf (9/21/2019) #68 in Werewolf #90 in Werewolf (9/24/2019) #224 in WereWolf - #419 in Love

Addison malia was dropped on the door step of a pack only a few weeks old. She was passed to the omegas to be raised until she was fit and ready to take on her duties. At age eleven she started to get treated differently, she would get pushed around by pack members and ignored by others. A few weeks later the abuse started, she was no longer an omega but a camada. The rarest and worst disgrace of a rank that a wolf could have. Finally after nineteen years she gets away from her abusive life. What happens when she meets her mate and all she's ever known is abuse? What happens when Addison is a lot more special then anyone would've thought? •Sexual Content and Explicit Language •Completed (4-6-2020)

"Tell me girl, why did you and your worthless self waltz into my territory?" An unfamiliar voice booms just before me. I keep my head down as my eyes begin to close. This is it, this is where my life will be ending. I always thought that it might be at the hand of my stepfather, but no. It's of some other guys who also hurt me in torturous ways. Let me tell you that my life has been great. Hint the sarcasm. Suddenly my chin is gripped tightly in a big hand. He forces my head up against my will. No! No I don't want to look at him, I don't want to see his monstrous face. But yet again he's way stronger than I am. So with the last bit of life I had hiding in me I fiercely look into deep blue eyes. Immediately the man's expression changes from a livid, stoic expression to a surprised and soft one. "Mate," I hear him whisper. ~~~ Willa is a simple girl who's gotten the short end of the straw in life. Left at a doorstep when she was just a newborn, to both of her adoptive parents dying, ending with her stepfather abusing her almost every night. She thought her escape from the horrid life she had at home was her boyfriend and best friend. Though in the end they both added to the torturous life she was living. So she did the only thing she could think of to get away from the terrible reality that was slowly swallowing her whole. She ran. Little did she know that running into the woods that very night would flip her entire life upside down. ---- DISCLAIMER: first couple of chapters can be cliche and can use some major editing but I promise the storyline does improve.

Malia Pierce at the age of nineteen was alone, constantly moving in fear she would be hunted down and found by her tormentors. She is the Alpha's daughter of the Phobos pack, where father, and his whole pack despised her just for her existence. He became a ruthless man, turning to drugs and alcohol. He started to abuse her at the age of 5, the young child not able to comprehend what was happening and why. His pack was falling apart and was running out of money. So, her father sold her to a pack of sadistic men when she was 15. She has been never shown love or compassion, afraid to trust. Orion Black is the 21 year old Alpha of the Mountain Ridge pack .He was taught from little up to treat ladies with respect and decency. His name was given to him after the Greek hunter, Orion, because he would be known for his strength and his ability to lead and keep his pack safe. He has been looking for his mate since he was 16, the time of his first shift, but she has never showed. WARNING! MAY BE SPELLING AND GRAMMATICAL ERRORS BEFORE I EDIT THIS BOOK! I DO NOT MIND IF YOU POINT THEM OUT. NOT ONE OF THOSE TYPICAL 'I MEET MY MATE AND I LOVE HIM INSTANTLY' BOOKS. (MORE OF A SLOW BURN) Highest ranks #1 Featured #1 in wolves #1 in fictional #1 in rouges #1 in werewolves

"Sir, please stop! What's happening? I didn't mean to do anything wrong!! Sir, please!" "Filthy rogue, I'm tired of your kind trekking in here like nothing's gonna happen. You'll learn!" The man yanked on my arm, throwing me on the filthy ground. I could feel the bruises forming on my hands and knees. I began to panic, tears began to fall faster than I realized. "I-I'm sorry! I really don't know what you're talking about. Believe me, I can leave," it seemed my begging was beginning to get through to him. The man hesitated, thought for a second, and then kicked me in the ribs, "Disgusting rat! You think I'm going to believe your load of bull?" He left, he actually left. I've never been so happy to be alone. I laid on the floor of the... I don't even know... a cage? It was large and slimy, dark and drab. After days of being left alone here I began to believe I was gonna be left here to starve. Then I heard footsteps. Faint, far, slow, but they were there. The steps got louder, until I heard a growl, feral and demanding. The steps became stomps, faster and growing in volume. A man burst in front of me, the world stopped turning.

The girl who doesn't trust very well. The girl who doesn't want to be here. The girl who wishes she was like them. The girl who doesn't love or know what it's like to be loved. The girl who has scars. But she starts to change when she meets a certain someone.

As a marine for the UNSC you have to deal with ammounts of things. Covies, Spartans, ODSTs, and an uncharted planet infested with blood thirsty and intelligant species of aliens. The Covenant was enough to deal with, but now driven from their own ship, and two different U.N.S.C. space stations, both destroyed, the group must survive the merciless hands of the planet and find a way to escape. But will losing comrades and being held on their last string of sanity stop Nickolas Hayes and his team from surviving? I do not own the Halo based story line of this story. It is based off of the Halo books and award winning games.