In a world of monsters and gods, the Lupus Deus is the one being no one wants among them, especially not the gods that wronged him. Vivian Grey is as average as any werewolf comes, or at least that's what she believes growing up until she is confronted with the fact that her mate is the monster she heard stories about growing up. It doesn't take her long to realize that he is as cruel as whispered, as unfeeling as he is complex, and far more monstrous than believed. When push comes to shove she'll have to learn to navigate her own strength or risk being drowned in his. As a war between her mate and the gods that made him take place, love, might just easily become a double-edged sword. PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Link: https://www.amazon.com/Lupus-Deus-Werewolf-Sophia-Moore/dp/1644341271/ref=nodl_

"What am I doing?" Adeline pushed the weight of his body off of her and huffed out a heavy breath. "Don't think," he said, tracing her bottom lip with his damped finger. "I'm cheating on my husband." "You're taking revenge." She shook her head, unconvinced. "It doesn't make me any better than him." "You're so much better than him," he whispered, caressing her cheek. "You deserve so much better, too. Leave him, babe." "And go where, Will?" "Anywhere," he suggested. "With me."

Imagine that on your twenty first birthday you wake up with the name of your soulmate tattooed on your wrist. It could be anyone - your best friend, your neighbour, your teacher or a someone you have never met. When Nadia Wolfe wakes up on her twenty first birthday to see the name of an unknown man on her wrist instead of the name of her beloved boyfriend, she is devastated. Unable to deal with the thought of having to spend the rest of her life with a stranger she runs away only to find out that you can never really truly run away from your destiny.

Book 1 in the Matched for Life Series (There are two versions of this story. The First one isn't complete and the 2nd one I'm currently writing and posting on ream) In the year 4028, the person you spent your life with was born especially for you. It wasn't by fate or a higher being. No, by the year 3073, our genetic bindings were developed in a lab for one purpose and one purpose only... A perfect breeding match. Chrissy Smith enjoyed her freedoms. Before you are born your DNA is made perfectly to suit your Match or what we humans call them...alien spouse. We know not a single detail about or Match. That is until your 21st birthday. One whole month before you're to wed and start breeding. By law, you have to accept your match. Chrissy soon learns that everything she thought to be true is a lie and the world around her is more magical and mysterious than any simple human or pet could have ever imagined. ****This is a sample.

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unharmed, to his small town after mysteriously disappearing for two months, his best friend Elliot Parker breathes a sigh of relief. But days later, on the night before graduation, Elliot finds Colton in the lake. Dead. And on the day of his funeral, Elliot finds a letter in his jacket pocket with four words that send him spiralling: I killed Colton Crest. There are six more letters to find, six more confessions about Colton, six more clues to uncover why he was murdered. Elliot has no choice but to play this sick scavenger hunt, and with each new revelation, he begins to question whether he really knew Colton - or anyone else in that little town of dark secrets. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

A honeymoon gone wrong, with no place to escape, no place to run, no place to hide and most importantly with no place for love. Story about a psychotic husband who now wants revenge because his own wife betrayed him. Ethan lost his mind when his wife reveals a dirty little secret, now the wall between sanity and insanity has been dropped. Now the same man who vowed to protect his wife forever is after her life. After all what marriage is all about if not struggle. "Scream all you want I will have my sweet revenge. Don't you dare worry my dear wife After all you are my perfect bride."

SAMPLE ONLY! CHAPTERS TAKEDOWN ON AUGUST 12, 2020. "I'm having second thoughts about going with him, about this relationship, about him." By some weird turn of fate, Any Peterson is now dating her former enemy, the ever so arrogant but oh-so-handsome bachelor William Maxwell. While every other girl would jump at the idea of having the richest man in the city as a boyfriend, Andy would rather opt-out - if only she had a choice. Needless to say, she felt like kicking herself at first. William Maxwell, Mr. Mogul, is a changed man. Now a happier, kinder, and less arrogant version of himself, he's all the more determined to capture Andy's heart. He is living proof that persistence goes a long way. Getting Andy to agree on dates is no easy feat - at least not if you threatened to fire her ass the first time you met. Just when Andy starts falling for William's charms, unwanted persons from their past resurface, and paparazzi corners the left and right. Can naive, country girl Andy handle the public scrutiny? Will William ever earn Andy's full trust? Even better, will this awkward relationship go into full bloom, or will the circumstances nip that little romance in the bud? This is a sequel to Meeting Mr. Mogul. Read this rollercoaster love-hate romance of Andy and William. Copyright © 2015 Mel Ryle. All rights reserved.

Sequel: It would be to your benefit to read the first book before this. "Ashton?" My whisper seemed to travel all the way to them because Ashton and Josh both turn to look my way. I hear him shout my name and a couple seconds later I'm being pulled into a chest. "Evie." Ashton says almost breathlessly, as if he's in shock from seeing me. "Let go of me." I spit out, trying to keep the anger in front of the hurt. "I can't." He whispers. "Well you need to. I thought I made it clear last time, we are done." I say heatedly, anger and hurt crashing through me. Ashton closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, "I'm sorry," he whispers, "but I have to." Panic flirts through me, "Have to what?" Ashton leans down and puts his lips against my neck and starts kissing softly. Heat floods through me and chases away any panic, anger or hurt. I feel my body lean into his embrace and can't help but feel like I should never move from his arms. "I'm sorry." Ashton whispers against my neck. Before I can say anything, I feel his teeth against my neck.

Danica Romanov has just started her new job as a data analyst for the S.W.A.T team of the NYPD. She has spent the last few years on her own, away from everyone. What happens when a certain team of S.W.A.T guys want to befriend her? What happens when one particular guy wants to help her fight the demons he can see she is hiding? Will he be tough enough to battle through all the obstacles? Will she be able to trust him to help her? Read to find out. First story so please bear with me :)

*Wattpad Featured Novel* Haley Monroe has moved to the Big Apple and is ready to start her internship at Forward Magazine, the hottest best selling lifestyle magazine in the country. Everything is set into place: Overpriced tiny apartment? Check. Sadly single? Check. Friendless in new city? Check. Determined to set off with a fresh start and (clearly) positive attitude, she spends her first night in New York doing something that someone as organized as Haley is, would never dream of - a one night stand. Well, almost. If you consider leaving Nate - the hottest guy she's ever set her eyes on - naked in his apartment, a one night stand. And to make Haley's life complete, the new owner of Forward magazine just started his first day at the office. Haley instantly recognizes her new boss. She almost had a one night stand with him. #DAMNITNATECHESTER Copyright © 2014 BellaLunaa All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without written permission from the author.