[Completed] Every Wolf Moon, humans are selected from each village to be sacrificed to the werewolves; creatures worshipped by humans as godlike figures. In a twist of fate, seventeen year old Mila Young is selected to be the annual sacrifice for the Trinity pack, the most powerful pack ruled by King Alpha Roman Stone. Alpha Roman and all werewolves under his rule are cursed. His hatred for the humans and his war on the deity Moon Goddesses has caused his kind to lose the favor of their blessings. However, when Mila reveals herself to have a connection to the werewolves unlike anything a human has ever had before, it becomes apparent that she may be the key to ending the suffering of Roman and his wolves... if only he can overcome the lifelong hatred that clouds his mind and darkens his heart. Excerpt: "You smell like wolf," The King Alpha declared, his voice low and angry. "I killed one," I both explained the smell and threatened at the same time. "And you think you can kill me? You think you can take my pack?" I glanced around at all the lycans still in their wolf forms, bowing obediently towards me. Could I take all of them on? I doubted it. I didn't even think I'd get this far. I didn't even know what was going on. When I turned back to the King Alpha, he was significantly closer. "Stay back!" I cried out in fear. The power flared within me once more, lifting whimpers from around me. The King Alpha hesitated again, his eyes skating over me with confusion. He took a deep breath, sniffing the air around me as he hadn't yet gotten any closer. "You smell like... my mate." {{Warning: Some scenes may be unsuitable for audiences below the age of 15 and offensive to those of all ages. Read at your own risk.}} Rankings: #1 in Lycans #1 in wolf

Sometimes Julia wonders if werewolves are born with half of their soul. If that isn't the case, then why would they spend so much time searching for someone who can complete them - soulmate. Julia isn't a werewolf. She's a hunter. Hunters can never understand the reasoning behind werewolves' obsession over their other half. If it comes, it'll come and if it doesn't then it doesn't. Maybe, that's why werewolves and humans could never learn to live in harmony. They're simply too different. Julia doesn't think too much about it though. That is, until she's mated to a werewolf - an Alpha.

I was a werewolf. The anticipation of shifting scared me, because once it happened, the North American King of Werewolves would force me to be his mate. And I barely survived him last time. But he wasn't my only problem. Rumors of my existence had slowly started circulating around. Now everywhere I turned, alphas were issuing challenges for me. And then there was Dean. And Logan. But instead of dealing with any of it, I hid, letting the others call the shots. Part of me hoped I could hide away forever. But as my wolf continued clawing her way to the surface, the more answers I craved and the more dangerous I became. Fights to the death. A full moon shift. A love triangle. My life with werewolves grew more complicated everyday.

As an Omega, the lowest-rank werewolf in any pack, Claire is confident her smoking hot Alpha can't be her mate. But she's wrong -- not just about him, but also about her place in the werewolf world. ***** Adopted into a family of Omegas, the lowest-ranking werewolves in the Mistwood Valley pack, eighteen-year-old Claire Masters is more concerned with her schoolwork and her adorable little brother than pandering to pack politics. But when Nathanial Groves, the pack's inescapably attractive Alpha, steps into her life, her entire world is thrown into disarray. Because Claire can't help feeling drawn to him -- irresistibly so -- and it's distracting her from the growing danger looming over her town and her family. A mate is the last thing she has time for, but can Nate be ignored? [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]

[BxB] "You just don't meet people organically any more," Thomas overheard his sister say, her friends humming in agreement as they sipped their wine. He rolled his eyes as they swirled their glasses, acting like they were 30 instead of 20, pretending like they had their shit together while they still lived off their parent's pocket money. "The most organic thing that could happen is if you 'accidentally' throw a melon in front of a hot guy at the supermarket and get him to pick it up," one of her friends snorted, followed by the clink of glasses. Thomas snorted at the ridiculous idea. There was no way that a tactic like that could work in this universe, not with the advent of Tinder and online dating. Life wasn't a romantic comedy. Not at all. But what happens when you mix Thomas, a market, a hot guy and a dropped peach together? Well, as life would have it - something organic. Cover by @meha-k

They took me. And they told me secrets. Secrets I didn't want to believe. Secrets that would change my life. They said I was one of them and I could never go home. I would never see my family again. I was too dangerous. A threat. They ordered my obedience, warning that others would come for me. They swore to protect me. But they didn't. Now I'm the prize of two packs and the prey of the most powerful werewolf in America. I'm Avery, and this is where it begins. This is my life with werewolves.