"Listen Nilsa." His breathing is short. Ragged. Uneven. "Listen to me." Bloody hands grab my own as they grip tightly to my skin. Red of revolution seeping into me as he drags me down to be eye level. Drags me down to be with him, and whispers softly to my ears, "There is no price for freedom." ***** Nilsa is not like them. The ones who can take the spirit of the wolf, tame it, and then shift into creatures of legends. She is not like them. It comes and goes. Uncontrolled. Random. Not stable. But the weight of expectations drives her down, weighing upon her shoulders and sitting there. She is the weakness. She is the break in the genetic link. An error that appeared despite generations of accumulated power. But what if strength is found in something else? What if Nilsa had another power- another weapon? And what if she was destined for something greater- greater than any thought her capable of? They expected her to fail. To fall. But the fire of revolution burns in her soul. And from those ashes - she will rise.

"You are a long way from home, little wolf." "Stay back, I am not afraid of you." "Oh but you should be wolf, I can be your worst nightmare." He took a step closer and it hit him; her blood. Aliyah has passed through three mating seasons but she was still left without a mate. Being the only child of the alpha, everyone was looking forward to who her mate would be as he would be the next alpha of their pack. But she seemed to have let everyone down while the moon goddess has forgotten her. Not wanting to accept her fate, Aliyah sneaks out every night to different packs searching for the wolf worthy enough to be her mate while avoiding their nemesis; The Nightwalkers. Prince Edward suddenly awoke from his slumber to find his mate, but he was not prepared for what was in store for him.

*Chosen Mates* Mary Elizabeth Carter have gone through the Mating Ball for five consecutive years with no luck in snagging a mate. She didn't care if had a rank or he wasn't all that attractive. All she wanted was to be mated and sated. Yes, that's right. Thoroughly fucked. Now, at the age of twenty-five she was well on her way to be hung on the spinster shelf for the unwanted. She decided to break out of her shell and instead of waiting for someone to notice her. Get herself noticed. Her target was Beta of the Stonewall Pack. Luring him into a dark corner and planning to give the kiss of his lifetime, she gave it all. A kissed that took both of their breath away. The kiss led to an almost fairytale ending. Everything was going smoothly.... except she didn't kiss the Beta of the Stonewall Pack. Mary had accidentally snogged the most eligible bachelor that all unmated female werewolves have been pining for---Alpha Ryker of the Stonewall Pack.

#1 in Paranormal & #1 UNIQUE ranked story on Wattpad! When a monster called the Smiling Dark comes clawing at Tay Wilson's door, she quickly learns a demonic pet of the faerie kingdom is the least of her problems. The riders of the Wild Hunt are searching for brides, and more than one of them has his eyes set on her. *** Hunger Games meets ACOTAR *** *** PREORDER LADY OF THE WILD HUNT TODAY *** Tay Wilson is about to leave her Alaskan homesteading family for an internship working with a famous special effects designer in New York City when an accident leaves her and her friend alone to rescue a lost calf. Finding that calf as a fast-moving snowstorm closes in on the homestead is the last thing she wants to do, especially after having spent the last month stalked by an enormous, terrifying darkness sporting a volcanic smile and a serpentine tongue. Unfortunately for Tay, the entire legion of the Wild Hunt has come to whisk her soul away to their dark faerie kingdom, where she and several other women will be released into the Malumbrian Oaks, a forbidding forest of blood magic and secrets, to participate in the centuries-long sport of demonic and faerie lords hunting for brides. Captured, awaiting the Hunt, Tay discovers that her father is not the good-for-nothing oil rig worker of her mother's claims; he was once a Lord of the Wild Hunt, making her a halfbreed and eligible to compete in the games as the second only Lady of the Wild Hunt. To win, Tay must make it back to the castle with at least one bride of her own, while evading capture from every other Lord in the hunt and surviving the perils of the towering forest. All of this is difficult enough, but to get the help she needs to even survive until the start of the Hunt, she's forced to ally with and begins falling for Chiro, reigning Prince of Demons and Faeries. When Chiro chooses to join the hunt, the game of capture and evasion gets a lot more interesting.

☆ 2022 WATTYS SHORTLIST ☆ Leonora 'Lena' Winterhaven is a witch on a dry spell. Somehow, she is the only one left in her coven (and possibly all of New York!) to still have her virtue intact at the age of twenty-nine. This would be fine and dandy, if not for a particular curse that afflicts one Winterhaven witch every half-century. Lena just happens to be that unlucky witch. If she remains a virgin by the age of thirty, Lena is in danger of losing all of her powers forever. And for Lena, forever is much too long a time to live without an enchanted shoe collection, perfectly-conjured cups of cappuccino every morning, nor the ability to deep clean her studio apartment with a snap of a finger. But what's a witch to do when these are her options? Vampires? Terribly morbid. Warlocks? Too self-absorbed. Werewolves? Absolutely frowned upon. ...even though Alpha Magnus MacCallan ignites her inner desires stronger than hellfire. 'What We Do in the Shadows' meets 'Sex & the City' in this enchanted tale of sexual awakening! Get ready for a journey filled with chills, thrills and cauldrons full of laughter ☆ [BOOK ONE IN THE WINTERHAVEN DUOLOGY]

He was powerful. He was terrifying. Said to be cruel and unjust. Terrifyingly possessive. He had the world, but to him she was his world. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his miraculum.

Death. What comes to mind when you hear that word? Darkness, uncertainty, or perhaps maybe a scary being clothed in the night comes to mind. But all of those ideas are wrong, because Death is nothing more than a werewolf who's been neglected and shamed all of his life for who he is. What is this dark being's name? Alpha Draven, Child of Beautiful Shadows, and he's on a quest for love. So when he finds his mate, he has hope. Hope that maybe, there is someone who will love him. But there is a devastating price to pay for having a mate that is a runaway vampire slave. Fights will take place, wars will be waged, and lives will be taken. Can a being known for taking lives also save them, or will he come too late as his mate suffocates in a puddle of her own blood?

When an injured Alpha Kaden comes to my office, I do what any doctor would do and tend to his wounds. Somewhere along the light touches and eye contact, I ended flat on my back. We agreed to be friends-with-benefits. No attachments or drama, just pleasure. It should've been easy, but Alphas are greedy. Kaden got a taste of me and wants more.

"Logan..." I breathed out. Logan pinned me against his wall and his eyes glowed. His wolf is coming out. Crap crap crap. He kissed down my cheek bone till he got to my neck. "Logan..." I let out again. He began to suck on my neck and kiss the place he was supposed to mark. I Let out a faint moan and he started to give me a throaty growl. I run my hands through my hair and he started to breathe rapidly. "You smell so good Ella" he said not parting from my neck. My wolf purred at the things I was doing with my mate right now. "Logan I think we should stop." I said pushing him off a little bit to look into his eyes. "I'm so hungry" he said and his eyes were completely golden. Dang it.