The werewolf elders find out that humans have started finding love interests through the internet on dating sites and soon come up with the idea to launch a werewolf mating site; helping wolves find their future mates as soon as they turn 18. Iris turns 18 but isn't the most realistic of girls she day dreams of finding her mate the old fashioned way; by chance so she doesn't make a page when she turns 18. Her best friend, May takes it upon herself to find her Iris's mate for her; I mean she was mated so why shouldn't Iris be mated too? Things soon turn sour as May finds out Iris has two gorgeous matches but one is known to wolves everywhere as the embodiment of Satan. May quickly deletes Iris's mating page in the hopes nothing will come of it but little does she realise somewhere in the world two different computers have already pinged signalling they have mail.

The creamy white of her alabaster skin, as if she is illuminated from the inside. Gold freckles scattered in all the right places and positively beg you to trace them lightly with my fingertips like a sensual connect-the-dot. Her lips so luscious that were colored a natural rose, savoring it slowly and still I will never get enough of it. Her hair, the brightest shade of red and large, round violet eyes, pretty but emotionless eyes, like those of a wax doll. "Mine. Always." I can feel him running his nose down my throat, inhaling my scent. He reassured himself that I am in his arm. But the truth is. I could never be his. "No" I whisper fighting to release a moan. "Why?" I looked into his eyes, fighting the tears to spill in my eyes as I said to him. "An Alpha, like you can't have a mate with a Witch like me" Unwelcome. Unwanted. Different. That's how Crimson felt in her old pack. Nightmare it's what she calls it. With her family, they move into a new town, isolated from the new pack. New town. New life. New school. But what she didn't expect is to meet a particular green eyed-boy, who claims to be her mate. __________________________________________________________ Copyright © 2013, April. by xAliceHatterx

Donovan Moore is the Alpha of the Sirius Pack. He's dark, reserved, rather blunt and dangerous-looking, even for the members of his own pack, who demand a Luna to soothe his iron fist. The problem is he hadn't found his mate yet, and he is forced into a marriage he doesn't want, until he goes to a club for his Stag party. Jade Davies works in a club as a stripper. Although she doesn't have her family with her anymore, she's content with her life and adoptive family- But everything changes when Fate puts Don in her path and he awakens the beast Jade had desperately put into a deep sleep within her, and turns her life upside down. Just so you know: No BDSM or very explicit sexual scenes; strong language; considerable age difference between the main characters; violence.

I stepped towards him, the Mate that was to be mine for all eternity. But before I could leap into his arms, he put his hands up, as if to tell me not to do what was an instinct. I held myself back, it confused me that he wasn't standing in front of me with open arms, and he was closed off. Before I could truly grasp what was happening, he said in a low sexy voice that travelled through my body sending tiny shock waves throughout, "I don't want you."

Now, I've been hungover before. Arguably more than most. I've experienced the entire spectrum of complicated euphoria that comes with drinking until you can't stand. I've witnessed things that upon reflection, no sober human being could even begin to comprehend through the kaleidoscopic of lens of Dutch courage. There has been very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions while recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded for me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something monstrous. And I can honestly say, that was a first for me. The air grew thin as I began to shake uncontrollably, a rotten cold sweat breaking out across my skin as my tongue simultaneously turned to ash in my mouth. His pupils had blown to an unearthly size, the whites of his eyes rapidly growing blood shot before flooding with thick, burgundy splotches, removing any trace of humanity. Dark veins of blues and purples bulged along his neck, darkening to a perturbing black as they crawled along his jawline and burst forth from his orifices, joining a tangled web beneath his skin. His canines which had already been relatively prominent, extended even further, their sudden evolution an inescapable indicator of their deadliness. His head morphed and elongated just past the point of natural, jaw clenching and sickening cracks looming as I stood frozen in stock horror fear. Everything in my body screamed that what I was witnessing was just wrong. That if there was a God, this creature was the antithesis. I was in the presence of the ultimate predator and I was one swipe away from having my throat ripped out. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- British ex-military meets the supernatural.

Rowan Platts is addicted to success. When she's presented with the chance to work on a top secret project fronted by her idol, renowned virologist Dr. Margot Miller, Rowan signs her life away without second thought. The realization she's gotten in over her head comes only after the subject of their study is revealed: a boy with a bad attitude and an uninhibited taste for human blood. He's a medical anomaly. Having the ability to crush metal with his bare hands and hear a heartbeat from across the room, it would make Rowan's career if she was the one to discover what made him so unusual. Easier said than done, with a subject who prefers snapping necks over answering questions.

PUBLISHED! Now available on Amazon, and Kindle Unlimited! Shy, quiet, Riley Summers' life is changed once she meets Aiden Callaway, the misunderstood boy at Fairfield High School. Two completely different personalities of the stereotypical high school scene come together to learn that they aren't so different at all. The two journey through their senior year, which consists of Star Wars movie marathons, a crashed wedding, paint wars, and something unexpected: a keen attraction to each other. [Disclaimer: due to copyright reasons, chapters have been taken down]

Beautiful cover made by the very awesome ssaayyjj "At first glance, I really did wonder why the old lady had seemed so adamantly opposed to this town because it didn't look scary at all. Maybe she was balls-out against capitalism and nice houses-her smell could have foreshadowed it-because the place looked nice. Very nice. The streets were almost uncannily clean, at least compared to the ones I was used to back in Detroit. The Victorian styled houses, more often white than anything, belonged in those decorating magazines, with the lawn perfectly cut and surrounded by white fenced with American flags on them. I could almost imagine the husband laying on the lawn, butt in the air, with scissors and a magnifying glass grooming the grass to make it look this perfect. They undoubtedly used fertilizer and other toxic things to make it so green." When Oksana arrives in Hebron, Connecticut, she is not there for the scenery; she is there on a mission, seeking answers from her biological parents to all the whys that have been pledging her mind for years. The last thing she had expected was to be caught in the middle of a century old curse... and to actually want to stay tuned for more.

In a span of twenty-four hours, the life that Trina Costa has come to love so much was over. Heartbroken, she's forced to move back home to the small back woods town she grew up in- McLeansville, N.C. Facing old friends, going toe to toe with a certain sexy, smart-mouthed cowboy and being pursued by a dangerous ex that is determined to get her back at all costs leads to a thrilling adventure that may ultimately prove to be too much for Trina. Will she be able handle it or more importantly, can she even survive it?

Football star, Dirk Curry, is the type of man that women all over the world fantasize about. A deadly combination of endearing charm, outgoing personality and movie star good looks makes him nearly irresistible- most of the time, that is. Chelsy Lawson hates sports. Her father, Torrence Lawson, was well known as Dallas Supernova's most beloved Quarterback after winning MVP for seven years straight. If that wasn't enough, her mother was known for being one of the most aggressive female sport's agents of her time. And then there was her baby sister, Mary Lawson, who just so happened to be one of ESPN's most popular female sports analysts. Growing up, Chelsy found herself surrounded by sport's athletes. Many of them coming in and out of her home, making her life crazy with their inflated egos and an insane desire to talk about themselves. After college, she settled down with a prominent law firm as a legal assistant. With her life just beginning she wanted to stay as far away from famous athletes as she possibly could. But there was one place she couldn't avoid said athletes- her sister's wedding to another famous football star, Jet (Colton) Jordan. It was supposed to be the wedding of the year. Everyone was supposed to be there, including the magnetic, Dirk Curry who is instantly intrigued with the little spitfire whom he later learns is the older Lawson sister. Sparks begin to fly as Chelsy does everything in her power to dodge Mr. Dirk Curry. But Dirk Curry was a player and when he played- he played for keeps. All he needed was the perfect plan. Game plan, that is.......