Betrayed, lost, broken. This is Azalea's reality now. Once a slave, now a warrior. A future queen tasked with the enormous weight of the survival of her race resting on her shoulders. The wolves are dying. When the vampires took over, the ancient race of shifters dwindled rapidly. The fought hard, but they were no match for the strength and numbers of the vampires. Then, they ran. Settling deep within the mountains, in the tunnels where a steady network of caves ran underneath a dormant volcano. Little did they know, the loss of the forest took a toll on them. Disease swept rapidly through their numbers, but their ability to shift dwindled until they could hardly even feel their wolves. Until finally the entirety of the power itself was snuffed out, rendering the remaining wolf-borne human. Well, all but one. The princess. Having reverted back to her true name while running for her life with a few hundred slaves at her back wasn't exactly easy for even the most seasoned of wolves. Especially since the one person she was running from could track her anywhere in the world. But there are things about the wolf princess that Elizabeth doesn't know, a wild untamable power seeking to be released just below the surface. Over the last two hundred years, her father has been reclaiming his kingdom, piece by piece. He has gathered allies from all over the world to fight the deadly vampire queen, Ravenna and her family. Tasked with the heavy burden of keeping her pack safe, along with tending to her broken soul, will she ever be the queen her people need her to be? One crazed queen, chasing down her mate. Another crazed queen, chasing down a weapon. Who will get there first?

Everything was gone. I sobbed, my clothes ripped and I was bleeding, but it didn't matter. I had to get to her, to them. Had to find- Struggling to stand, I grasped my side, biting back the scream that wanted to escape. I looked down at my hands and red coated them, blurring together until I couldn't see anything anymore. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing my panicked breathing to slow, until I felt in control of myself again. It had been so long, I thought as I turned my peeling and dry face to the sun, my fingers shaking as I struggled to make sense of them. For so long, I'd been a wolf, cursed. All that I was, or could've been had been reduced to nothing but an animal driven by instinct, bloodlust, thousands of lives met their ends at the edges of my razor sharp claws. I had no idea where I was, how much time had passed. My fingers touched something hard in the sand, and a jolt of information went through me as Queen Azalea's sword, gleamed as I pulled it free. My heart started to pound as sun glinted off of the blade, reflecting back at me. I nearly dropped the metal when I saw myself. I took a second look and saw white hair, caked with dirt, and yellow eyes, blue veins sparking in their depths. All at once, I remembered who I was. I remembered why I was here, how much time had passed. I am Azalea Marie Albescu, The Queen Alpha. A false queen sits on my throne, controls what's mine. I would have to make my way back to my pack, my family, and my home, if still there. I would rise again, as I had before, and reclaim what belongs to me. DISCLAIMER: AS WITH MANY OF MY STORIES, I DO IMPLICATE SITUATIONS OF SEXUAL ASSAULT/ABUSE. Not in any way do I intend to glamorize this behavior, I write about these delicate and painful situations because I myself relate to them and will always fight for survivors, including myself. Thank you for your understanding and if you are in any way uncomfortable reading these stories, I encourage you to look elsewhere.

"So." She mused, sliding one black nail across her lip in a sensual caress as she stared at me with eyes the color of molten gold. "You are the one they call Huntress." Disregarding the pain in my side from the most recent beating, I straightened my shoulders and stood tall, my chin jutting out in defiance. "Yes." "Mm." Those intriguing eyes watched me from her languid position on the throne. "But, you are not just a huntress, are you?" I allowed the predatory instincts I usually worked so hard to keep hidden, to surface, feeling the burning of my eyes and shifting of bones under my skin. A slow grin slid across my face as my beast stared back at her through my human skin. The Queen didn't react to my sudden change of character, instead choosing to lean forward in interest. "How fascinating." • Once, the world was ruled by humans and technology. They were governed by a president that made choices for all. Vampires, werewolves alike hid their existence from the humans for centuries, blending in as a whole. Now, they hid no more. States are now territories governed by kings and queens, humans are regarded and used for no more than their blood and body before they are discarded and forgotten. Werewolves and vampires were at war, and it was said that the wolves had all been but snuffed out, save for one. When Adira is captured while hunting outside her homeland, she is unexpectedly sold to the Queen in the North. Wolf blood is sacred, it is said to hold inexplainable powers, and as the only wolf-borne known to humans and vampires alike, Adira fears for her life. Thrown into a world governed by everything she's been trained to hate, Adira fights for her rightful place in the world, a seat at the Queen's side. But proving her worth won't be easy, the price for failure is her life.

Sehun (naively) agrees to be the omega for a pack of five alphas... (BxMxMx) Story Ranking #1 - immegaverse 17/5/2021 #1- bxmxm 9/6/2021 #2- alphaxomega 10/8/2021 #3 - yaoismut 27/9/2021 #4 - gayromance 1/7/2021 #5 - questioning 31/7/2021 #6 - lgtbpride 8/7/2021 #16 - omega 21/7/2021

"Mate,but..." "Mate?" "What madness is this?" the alpha king growled that shook the entire ball room. All bowed their heads and showed their necks as sign of fear and submission. "Why do I sense two mates? What trickery is this? Heads will roll once I put my claws on the person who dared to deceive me!" the alpha king's eyes are black as his wolf could not contain his fury. He has waited for centuries for his mate, and now he has one and an impostor! Chantal could not help but feel more confused and then worried as she witnessed her uncle tremble by her side. Isla hid her smirk under her bowed head. It worked. It fucking worked!

Sequel to The Six Renegade Lunas. There was an old legend about the first Alpha Queen. It says that in the time of need of the werewolf world, she will return to answer the call. Another version says that the first Alpha Queen still lives among us, waiting until she is needed again. But the ont thing that they all agree on is that one day the first Alpha Queen will return. There is an even more secret version of such a legend, tresured by the Royal family. It says that if any Royal finds themselves in need of help, all is needed to say for her to come is : "Blood calls to Blood. Like calls to like. Need calls to need. It is my time of need." No one knows if it works or not. For Addison, her time of need is here. She is the youngest child, only 18, of the current Alpha Queen and King. It is the tenth generation on the throne. Recently, the rogues have found themselves a powerful King. They attacked the castle, but Addison was able to escape. Right now, that old legend was her best chance. The only question that remains is if it is true or not.

There are 12 werewolf packs in the United States: six of them are called peaceful and the other six are called bloodthirsty. In the six bloodthirsty packs, their Alphas are searching for their Lunas. These people are reputed to be coldhearted and ruthless bastards. People either pity the poor girls who will be their mate or want to be said girls. What happens when the mates of these big bad Alphas meet them and decide to run? How will the Alphas handle them especially when they found a leader who outsmarts them at every turn? Meet Isabella Smith. She is the daughter of the Alpha of her pack, the Thunder Manes. They are one of the peaceful packs. Isabella finds her mate in the Alpha of the most agressive one, Carson. Wanting to keep her freedom intact, she runs. Isabella is now a rogue or rather renegade Luna. Along the way, she meets the other five Lunas who are running away from their respective mates. They all want out of their situation. Can Isabella find a way to help and end this endless cycle? Or will the group never stop running? All rights reserved WARNING: This is my first ever book and I wrote this when I was 13-14 years old.

Highest Ranking: #1 in triplets Meeting your mate, or as the case may be, mates at a party drunk is not the best way to get to know each other. Them leaving you in bed after sleeping with you is even less cool. Getting rejected by a simple note is definitely worse. But them being your future Alphas of the Blood Moon pack takes the damn cake in the history of bad situations. Unfortunately, this is exactly what happened to Ava Smith. Being only 16 at the time, she ran without looking back. Little did she know that she was pregnant with triplets, but she made it work with her friends turned family. Fearing that her ex-mates would reject their children like they did her, her little family stayed as rogues. But they did more than just survive, they thrived. Creating the "Smith Organization" to help other rogues, Ava with her friends make the best of what could have been an awful life. However, life apparently had a hate for Ava and got her kidnapped by a group of Hunters. Barely escaping that same group, her pups, Emma, Jackson and Ethan, are forced to go to their fathers. Things just couldn't get worse. How much do you want to bet?

The Smith Organization helps rogues of every supernatural species by being their pack to prevent them from going crazy. They accept witches, werewolves, vampires, all of them. The Alpha Kings of the world hate them for protecting the witches who are powerful but rare, especially the Alpha King of North and South America. Though, to the humans, they are a simple criminal mafia Emma is the daughter of Ava Smith, one of the creators of the Organization. She is now twenty years old and has been in charge since she was eighteen. A normal recon mission goes badly when the Alpha King finds her scent and recognizes it as his mate's. He catches her, but doesn't know her true identity. Emma also hates the Alpha Kings with a passion for killing her surrogate fathers, Josh and Chris. Can she keep he pretense of being someone she is not? Will her hate overwhelm the love? How can Emma get herself out of this tricky situation? Will her brothers come and save her? CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE SEQUEL TO THE REJECTED MATE'S CHILDREN (you don't have to read that one to understand this one)

Ally Summers is on her own. Not forcibly, basically just because her mother drives her insane, and her dad isn't any help. After graduating college with a degree in Photography, she sets out to tour the world, or, well, the country. Maybe just the province. It depends on how far her money can stretch, and how long her beat up 1967 Station Wagon can last. Her curiosity has gotten her into tough situations before, but never this bad. Nope. Not even close. This time, she's stumbled onto an attempted murder. Of an Alpha. Of her mate.