"In whispers, they called me an animal, arrogant, a brute and a bastard. Fucking you name it - I've been called it and they're right I'm all those things - and more." The untimely death of his father forced Hunter Stone to take the reins of Wolfe Industries and continue the family custom of being a mediator and peacekeeper between wolves and humans. Hunter finds solace in a constant stream of women, alcohol, gambling and anything else to distract from the daily chore of dealing with whiney humans, arrogant alpha's and their crazy ass mates. But when Sage Dufrene drops into his world it begins an obsession, one that could lose him everything. Is she worth it? Hell, yeah! Sage Dufrene, is one of a kind - or so she believes. Raised by her Grandfather, following the death of her parents. Sage hides a secret... a gift. One that only her family are aware of. But what happens when you find out your family can't be trusted and only want to use you for your special abilities? What happens when she is forced to choose between family loyalty and love? 😬 ☝️disclaimer - This is a love story and will be unlike all the other wolf stories on Wattpad - BUT Not for those under 18 as it will contain swearing (especially Hunter, total potty mouth) sex (descriptive, yes Hunter will be filthy 🥵) and violence (can be messy!) You have been warned! In fact - PLEASE MAKE SURE YOU READ THE AUTHORS NOTE!!! 🙌 New cover by the wonderfully talented author @-SerenityE- 🥰 Book One - Start Date - March 2020 - Completed November 2020 🙌 'Gifted'. Won 1st place 👑🎖🥇 in the ✨ Werewolf category of the StarDazzle awards ✨ so happy 😁 Number #1 in paranormal 😁 I even took a photo, it plants a cheesy grin on my face when I see it 😂 Number #10 in Romance July 21 😳❣️ - Again took a photo as I thought I was seeing things! 😂

Solus is often alone. She fits her name rather well in fact, as that is the only thing she knows how to be. Drifting in between meaningless relationships, shielding herself from her family, she works to make herself as invisible as possible. Insignificant even. How could a werewolf, a social creature who craves company, and family; a pack of their own. How could a wolf like Solus possibly exist when she can do without any of those things. Years of lost hopes and fighting her demons finally catches up with her when she finds herself caught up with the one person she was sure she could try and live without. Her mate. The very person that will rip her open and see her for all she truly is. Scars and all. This is a story about healing, this is a story about pain, this is story about silent suffering, but also the destruction a painfully deep wish can bring. The wish, to not be alone, the wish to finally be loved. The wish to be whole again. Warning: Sexual Abuse, Drug Abuse, Alcohol Abuse, Trauma, Cursing, Suggestive Dialogue, talks of Depression, Suicide, and Torture. (If you keep reading passed this point, it's on you.)

A white wolf was a special breed. A witch was respected but also not very common. So imagine the surprise when one girl holds both in one body. Rumors and myths were made about her but no one knew for certain if she existed. Stories claimed that her mother, Rose Taylor, who was a witch was mated to an Alpha werewolf where they had four children. Three of which didn't bear the gift of witchcraft, but their daughter did. The family denied all allegations and nobody was the wiser. But what if I told you she did exist? That her name was Emerald Taylor, she was nineteen years old, and she was deprived of seeing her wolf and being in fresh air for nine years. Her parents died trying to keep her safe one night and her brothers never forgiving her for it, so their revenge? Locked her away like Princess Fiona to never be seen or heard from again. Only to be viewed when she received her daily beating from none other than her own brothers and being fed by the maid that has been serving her for years. The maid is the only person who truly understood her and cared for her. When enough was enough and she finally escaped to only become a rogue who could be sensed entering any territory. What's a witch/white wolf to do? To be masked of course.