Alison Parker, a Rich girl living in California has been cursed with the archtype of being a "daddy's girl". struggling to fight against her best-friends brother, a ruthless gang leader who she loaths, she tries to break this man's dominating nature to prove herself. what started as a battle of identity ends in a much more interesting conflict where emotions and hormones spice the confrontations.

What happens to a werewolf girl on a mating ceramony night? Read on to find out...

"Lily tell me please just tell me" "I can't" "why please just tell me" "I can't" "Lily please tells me what's happening to you? Tell me?" "I can't... you won't understand" "Understand what, just tell me?" "you're killing me" "I'm just trying to help..." "No that's not what I meant, I'm dying and you're the reason why"

I guess you could say we complete each other. He’s tall; me? Not so much. I have two friends; he has a whole pack of them. He’s hot headed, where I’m barely ever upset. He says he's my soul mate and I wouldn't have it any other way!

Isabelle Starr is enjoying her 18th birthday when she spots him. The guy of her dreams. Her prince charming. The other half of her soul. Her mate. Her world is complete. Hence why his rejection hits hard. A mate can't be rejected it's unheard of! Yet here she is, living proof that it happens. Keeping this as her biggest secret she moves away under the pretence of going to University. Instead she is determined to start again somewhere new, anywhere new, and soon falls off the radar. She finally has a new life and is living it to the full. But how long will it last? And will her past ever catch up with her? (Story copyright of Bella-234)

**Mature Audiences Only** “Okay, she’s gone, he’s gone…now I want to have fun,” Kale said, a note of finality in his voice. Sam laughed at him and got off his lap, sitting in the seat right next to him. “Poor baby…are you going through withdrawals?” Kale narrowed his eyebrows as he said, “Damn right I am. I’m addicted.” He stood up and grabbed her hand. “Now come with me so I can feed the addiction.” “Kale, look around. No one’s here. Let’s have fun right now,” she said, halting his advance to their room. She yanked her arm away from him, turned him around and sank to her knees. “How about a little show of what’s to come?” * Sam and Kale are mates. Have been for two years. This is their story. Enjoy! (: