Lachlan has protected his kingdom of Lycans for hundreds of years. When his intended mate is murdered by Hunters, he must now choose a new mate amongst the warrior females to become his Queen. But what he didn't expect was to be drawn to the dainty daughter of the Master Warrior. Siobhan was destined to be a Lykae warrior forever, or so she thought. When the mysterious Lycan King chooses her as his mate, she is swept away to his castle forever. But when she starts discovering the truth about her origins, she starts to question who the real enemy is. As the hunters edge closer and closer to the Lycan territories and more Lykae's are being slaughtered, Lachlan may fight to protect his kind. Even if that meant destroying all Hunters and the trust of his beloved mate. •~•

A reclusive crown prince appoints a common thief as his bodyguard, plunging them both into deadly intrigue, court scandal, and most dangerous of all: love ***** Blue Sanlanh was a common thief rotting in a dungeon until Prince Camleang Bo takes a shine to her-and appoints her as his personal bodyguard. Blue has no use for royals, but she does have use for their money. But she quickly realizes that the most dangerous aspect of the Anachakar Court isn't the assassination attempts, vicious gossip, jousting tournaments, or masquerade balls... ... it's Prince Bo, because his threat isn't to her life--it's to her heart. ★ 2017 Watty Awards Shortlist ★ 1st Place Romance Winner of Wattpad Oscar Awards CONTENT WARNING: This story contains strong language, period-typical violence, sexually explicit scenes, and discussions of abuse.

Complete. Original Title - A Pirate's Kiss: Ressurection (The third instalment of the A Pirate's Kiss Trilogy) After a horrific betrayal and a devastating loss how can Circe ever hope to move on? Dead inside, she wanders the ocean alone without purpose, while those she loved continue to search for her, hope fading with every passing day. In the Earth Kingdom tension is rising after the untimely death of the Elven King is made public. The throne calls for a new ruler but who is worthy to step up and accept the crown? So many years of banishment has left the Earth Kingdom divided and broken and putting it back together will be no easy task. Will this new ruler turn out to be friend or foe? Zalas hunts the Earth for his sister who has not been seen since the day of the sacrifice. Little does he know that Aranel has been working to her own agenda and is prepared to cut down anyone who tries to stand in her way. Still haunted by his actions towards Circe can the Air Prince redeem himself enough to finally be able to ask forgiveness? Meanwhile, unbeknown to her, Circe is being hunted by a force more terrible than the world has ever seen. He scours the oceans for her with death in his eyes, leaving a wake of devastation in his path. The ocean is a big place, but no-one can hide forever and what will she do when fate finally catches up with her? Circe is hearing whispers on the wind for some secrets are too big to keep quiet and as she comes back to the world, will she find revenge as she ventures down the path of truth? Or will she find something else entirely? She has been searching for her happy ending for a long time but it seems as far out of reach as ever. There is someone who can help her find it though, but first she has to find him.

Evangeline has not had a life like other she wolves. When she was 14 her brother, the next alpha of the Hawthorn pack, died leaving the pack without a male heir. The accords require any pack without a future alpha to merge with another unless their daughter is mated to a suitable future leader. So. They did not tell anyone. It was the packs largest secret. And when the time came if Evangelines mate was found and suitable he would take over when her father stepped down. If he was already an alpha....then the pack would have no choice but to merge. They could only hope he was suitable. It was not a fate Evangeline wanted. Any of it. If it were up to her she would never find her mate. She did not want a mate. She did not need a mate. She could get everything she wanted on her own. ~~ I let out a breathless laugh, rolling off the werewolf beneath me. "Well that didn't totally suck." He chuckled, abs flexing, looking me over as I rose from the bed, "didn't totally suck?" I hummed searching for my dress, "yeah it was fun while it lasted." Pretty doesn't always equal the best stamina. "Thanks Alex." "...its Aaron." I cocked a brow at him, wiggling into my tight little black dress, "not for the past hour it wasn't but okay. Cool." I raked a hand through my hair, smoothing out the inky waves. "Anyways I have to get back to my pack before sunrise and I cant find my panties. If you do, their yours." Sauntering over to him I kissed him deeply, "thanks again Andy." He chuckled, "its Aaron, and how about if I find them I give you a call?" Shit. How drunk was I? "Did I give you my number?" "No." "good." I started for his door, "have a nice life Adam." "Its Aaron!" He called after me. I rolled my eyes, "whatever." He was not good enough in bed for me to remember his name. Besides I had better things to do. Like get home before dad found out I was gone. My first Lunar Ball was coming, my first time participating to find a mate. Unfortunately.

[[COMPLETED]] Go where your feet takes you Find what your heart looks for. No one is by your side. So the moon shall be your guide. ~•~•~ The moon was the only comfort she found, the only reassurance she could allow. The moon had shown her its soothing soft light, the only one who've seen her story. The only one who've heard of her silent cries. Elise Aubrie Winslow is a twelve year old girl. And the moon was the only thing she could rely on, the only thing she found as soothing despite the troubles she had. Nobody wanted to listen to her and so she closed her mouth for good. Nobody spared her a glance and so she was like a phantom wearing a mask to hide her screams and her quiet sorrowful wails. Nobody cared and so she learned on how to walk on her own, trying not to trip on her own two feet. Nobody understood her the way the moon did. But then she found them. And she felt like she was finally home. Like she finally knows where she truly belongs. And they stayed. They became her comfort. They became important. They became her home. Her family. Her moon. ____ Selenophilia (n) Loving the moon and finding it soothingly captivating.

(Complete) **A MATURE FANTASY** Book #1 in the Elemental Heir Series. Now published and available in PAPERBACK and KINDLE on AMAZON!! 🤍 "Your ready wit never fails to surprise and delight me, Brenya." He murmured, his lips only inches from my own. I blinked, my lips parting, as his heady scent encircled me. He licked his lower lip, running his teeth over it as his electric blue eyes burned into mine. The heat of his bare chest seeped through my thin cotton shirt, thawing my icy irritation. "Even when you're being cross." He added in a low voice. He leaned closer, before I could respond, and ran his teeth along my jaw. I suppressed a moan. "I wouldn't be cross if you weren't so keen on irritating me." I said, unable to hide the smile in my voice. I felt his answering smile against my neck. "How can I make it up to you?" He whispered, planting gentle kisses up and down the column of my throat. He moved to the other side of my neck, flicking his tongue once against the mating mark near my shoulder. My hands slid up his abdomen, exploring the dips and hard lines of his muscles. Heat uncurled deep in my belly, spreading lower, and lower, until I felt my panties dampen. He growled into my ear, sending shivers down my entire body. *~*~*~*~*~* ~#1 in ROMANCE 9/13/18~ ~#1 in ACTION-ADVENTURE 12/05/18 and 4/25/19~ ~#1 in ACTION-ROMANCE 1/16/19~ ~#1 in DRAGONS 6/9/19~ ~#1 in FAIRIES 7/20/19~ *~*~*~*~*~* ⚠️!! WARNING !!⚠️ This book contains intense violence, mature language, and strong sexual themes.

[Chen Ju Fen] The chrysanthemum fragrant blooms at dawn. At the age of 22, she died by the hands of her so-called husband and at the feet of her 'sworn' sister. Dying regretfully for wasting her life on a man who had thrown her away so easily like an used tissue, she opens her eyes to the familiar sight of her bedroom at the age of 16; it was exactly one year before she married him. Now she makes a choice: follow with the original story or take another route. NOT A TRANSLATION: this is my own humble story. All rights reserved. Do not plagiarize. Cover picture belongs to me while other photos used throughout the chapters do not, and I don't claim them. They belong to their rightful owners. Viewer's discretion is advised. Story contains usage of strong language, violence, and heavy sexual contents. Read at your own risk! Highest Rankings reached: #1 Novel #1 Revenge #1 Short story #1 Mature

#20 best in Romance, #21 Best in Werewolf I never thought I'll be rejected by my own mate... And most of all without any reason or explanation But seeing that he is happily marrying some other chick, I guess it's time for me to move on.... But the only question is how??? Read All In Rejected 1: Fall For The Rise Warning: The story is filled with twists, turns and unanswered questions. There are no open endings and everything is explained as you move through the book(s). Please have the virtue of patience and read it with open mind. --------------------------- Eriamslove- "I really like your story specifically "Rejected". It's something that is refreshing for me as an avid werewolf bxb reader." ReniAnabella - "I read your book. It's awesome. I usually like happy endings but your way of writing is too good to resist." FiveSummerection9- "I already read this book 'twice' don't know why I am reading it 'again'. But it's great sooo." Tara-Dikov- "Fawk Twilight. This book is a better story than Twilight." Everwriter19- "Rejected is a breath of fresh air from some of the werewolf books I've read."

Every human needs a strong wolf to survive, And every strong wolf needs a human to calm the raging tide. So when a lonely male wolf meets a small pack of only two, He begins to love what's not his, because he does not listen to the Moon. ~ A young female werewolf and her five year old pup meet a lonely Alpha rogue one night in the woods, a man who has silently had his eye on them, watching over them in the shadows. He makes them his pack, his family, and vows to protect them for all he is worth. But what will happen when truths are spoken, mates are found, and the family that is so closely tethered, becomes torn apart? This is a story of raw emotion, deep betrayal, and love that is stripped to the bone. A mates bond is instant, but coming to fully love someone takes time.

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.