it will make sense in the morning.

Prince of Werewolf's, Alto August Nolan has been searching for his life mate for years, traveling all around the world. The 'Dark' prince soon gives up though when his search comes up empty- and returns to attend the Blue Moon Ceremony. *~*~*~*~* Because of her past Fayette is an omega within her pack. Sealing away her darkness, Fayette resolves to 'be the sun'. Alpha Bruno decides to take her and several omega's to help with the Blue Moon Ceremony. *~*~*~*~* What will happen when these two finally meet? The Dark Prince and the Sun. Will pride get in the way? Or will love turn into ashes? Fate has more in store for them than they will ever know. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

"Listen Nilsa." His breathing is short. Ragged. Uneven. "Listen to me." Bloody hands grab my own as they grip tightly to my skin. Red of revolution seeping into me as he drags me down to be eye level. Drags me down to be with him, and whispers softly to my ears, "There is no price for freedom." ***** Nilsa is not like them. The ones who can take the spirit of the wolf, tame it, and then shift into creatures of legends. She is not like them. It comes and goes. Uncontrolled. Random. Not stable. But the weight of expectations drives her down, weighing upon her shoulders and sitting there. She is the weakness. She is the break in the genetic link. An error that appeared despite generations of accumulated power. But what if strength is found in something else? What if Nilsa had another power- another weapon? And what if she was destined for something greater- greater than any thought her capable of? They expected her to fail. To fall. But the fire of revolution burns in her soul. And from those ashes - she will rise.

Ares is sick. She sees nothing but four white walls closing in on her as they put poison in her veins and allow for it to heal the sickness in her body. Ares is alone. She hears nothing but her heartbeat and the sound of time as it slowly comes to catch up to her. But the god of war needs a soldier. She needs him. The boy with hair like midnight and eyes that take in her soul. She needs his promises that they belong together and nothing can separate them. She needs his words just as much as he needs her. As he pledges allegiance to his King, letting her know that since that first meeting of eyes- fate had created their story.

When Summer Princess Lumikki is offered to the Winter King as payment for a debt, the Winter court is dragged into chaos. Alone in a foreign land, with no one but herself to rely upon, Lumi is quick to adapt in order to survive. But the longer the winter king stays with her, the more he is unable to let her go. Like the sun and moon, fate continuously has them moving towards each other- yet apart. As her life unfolds in unexpected ways, Lumi realizes that love can only be found, if all else is sacrificed. But are they willing to pay such a price? And are some loves worth fighting for? This is a story of redemption. This is a story of strength. This is a story of revolution. This is a story, of when the sun fell. COPYRIGHT: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved Thank you for reading | COMPLETED