A collection of unspoken feelings, quiet realizations, and late-night thoughts that linger longer than they should. These words were never meant to be perfect - just honest. Maybe you'll see a part of yourself in them too. For hearts that feel too much, think too deep, and love too quietly.

Beta's daughter Elanor Lunaire of the Moon Mist pack expects that on her eighteen birthday she will be mated to her boyfriend, the pack's future Alpha. When he is humiliatingly mated to her twin sister in front of her friends and family, however, it sets off a chain of events that will change her life forever. And when bodies with strange bite marks begin appearing across pack lands, Elanor is thrust into a world of goddesses, magic, and terrifying creatures alongside the wolf kingdom's royal family-and her true mate, Prince Edmond. What Elanor discovers about her true self might challenge everything she's ever known-if only she can save herself, her family, and wolfkind in time.

"A grade 10 student who's falls in love with her older brother's friend.

When photography student, Willow Kennedy, gets offered an internship with her college's renowned ice hockey team, The Michigan Wolverines, she anticipates three things: 1) Her twin brother being an unbearable and over-protective nightmare. 2) Her photographs not making any real impact whatsoever. 3) The team completely shutting out the curly-haired girl pointing a camera in their faces. What Willow didn't take into account, however, was the Wolverine's team captain. Rumoured NHL first draft pick, dreamboat and total game changer- Tate Wilder. With his infectious dimpled smile, sparkling green eyes and addictive personality, Tate quickly turns Willow's internship into a life-changing and eye-opening experience- one filled with love, friendship and opportunities. Willow didn't meet the Michigan Wolverines looking for love, and funnily enough neither did Tate, but love soon found them. ********* "Pretty please?" Her lip juts out in an irresistible pout and you'd almost think she was a sweet innocent flower judging by the puppy dog eyes she's flashing me. But that image is little tarnished by the hand she has dipped into my boxers. I can feel my Adams apple bob as I reply. "O-okay. Fine, you win this time." The smile I get in response is absolutely blinding. A full, mega-watt grin with teeth, crinkled eyes and blush on the apples of her cheek. I'll let her win everything if I get that fucking smile in return.

Some secrets should stay buried... but mine clearly didn't get the memo. What we left behind... and what found us. His shadow. My secrets.