They call him Demise. No, that wasn't his birth name. His mother nor father gave him this designation. Many people weren't sure he even had parents. Some say he sprung from the fiery depths of Hell. No, he earns his title. Every lycanthrope shakes in fear from the tales of him in battle- his ruthlessness, his ferocity. One said he could kill a man with a mere touch. They call him Demise because everything he touches perishes. His skill, his intelligence, his stamina, his endurance, his agility, his everything...holds murderous brutality. He is death and he fucks with despair. ───── Grace was a chosen for the Kingdom of Wolves. She and fifty other women were traded among the four Alphas of the world, paid to satiate their every desire. Grace had not been requested, yet, for she was the newest arrival. Stationed in Kingdom Demise, she worked as a palace servant. She knew one day she would be beckoned by an Alpha, but she never thought it would be by Demise.

Erza, the future Alpha of the Blood Moon pack, has a perfect life. He succeeds in everything and girls are falling in his arms. But the only one he wants is his mate and he knows she is not far as he already smelled her twice. She is hiding from him and he would like to know why. Cover by @Adshajira

*COMPLETED* My head bowed in a heavy mannor, not in respect, but in trepidation. I discern his unwavering gaze over my ill silhouette. "Look at me." I opened my eyes, though it made no difference. Black is still black, all I am left with are my four senses. He will kill me if I don't look. He will kill me if I do. He will look into my sightless eyes and see my futile existence isn't worth living. He will kill me, and he will be doing the pack a justice by it. He growls a low, throaty snarl to warn me about disobeying an alpha. There will be consequences, we both know that. His lingering growls let me know he is not going to allow me to contravene his word. I steadily inch my head upwards, visibly shaking everywhere else. Maybe he won't notice my depthless eyes from across the gazebo. My life depends on it. "You're blind." ~ Monet was born into a particularly prestigious area of her wolf pack, to parents of extremely high standards. Her legacy is to become the packs next healer, but when she was born completely devoid of melanin, all her mated parents saw was a disappointment. Being born an albino wolf pup meant a lot for Monet, but it mostly meant her condition had taken her eyesight along with it. What happens when Monet meets the Alpha of a neighboring pack? Will he accept her for what she is? ~CONTENT WARNING~ This book contains depictions of physical abuse, foul language, and upsetting scenary. This book is in no way, shape, or form glorifying domestic abuse of a parent or partner. This book is intended for individuals who feel at odds with their self due to their uniqueness. It is meant to shine light on those who differ from the majority; conquering, and overcoming those who lessen them for what makes them special. ~ Word count at completion date: 33,915 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

I never pitied anyone, because the grass wasn't greener on this side either. But the one woman I felt bad for all my life was the unknown mate of the man who is getting engaged to his pregnant girlfriend today. I could hear the music coming from the engagement party happening a few yards from where I was. As I lay on the cold hospital bed, I didn't know if I should laugh or cry at the irony of the moon goddess's 'gift' for me. Turns out the woman I pitied all my life was ME. ________

Amina was a beautiful, kind, strong, funny werewolf. She witness her family and pack killed by another pack... the bloodmoon pack. Her father was the alpha & mother was the Luna. Amina vowed that she'll avenge her family & pack (the crescent moon) death. Meaning going rogue. Kingston is alpha's of all alpha's. His pack the Black beast pack is one of the strongest pack in the world, Kingston was known for his cruel, torturous, cold hearted reputation. Being mateless at 26 was unheard of in the werewolf community. But everyone thought the moon goddess was doing the right thing by not giving him a mate.. or so he thought. Will Amina and Kingston ever meet? little do they know the moon goddess has something in store for them... First book

Alphas did not have daughters. They never have. It just didn't happen. When an Alpha's mate gives birth to a baby girl, he refuses to recognize her as his own. Instead, he isolates his mate and his daughter, all but pushing them out of the pack. He gives the baby girl the name of Karma, telling his Luna that isolation with her baby is the karma she deserves for embarrassing him. As if that wasn't enough, he abuses the mate bond in a twisted act of revenge that drags on for 15 years. Imagine his surprise when the Moon Goddess brings Karma back on him, and all those who who would dare abuse the mate bond. Chance was the crowned prince of werewolves, and in search of his mate. He had toured packs every year since he turned 18, but never found her. While out on business, an impromptu call from his mother finds him face-to-face with a mate he wasn't quite expecting. When his mate turns to abuse, Karma will need to step in to save the Royal; however, this turn of events leads her to more discoveries than either of them could have been prepared for.