|HIGHEST RANKING| #4 in Werewolf. #1 in Mate. * "He's dangerous. He's invincible." "He can take on hundreds of werewolves all by himself." "Because of his crebrous sins, he's bound to live alone forever, without a mate." "The moon goddess didn't bless him with a mate as a punishment to his atrocious ways." "Who will even be his mate?" But the moon goddess wasn't unfair and biased. She had indeed blessed the most feared Alpha King with a mate, and she wasn't just a normal she-wolf. WARNING:- This story will contain mature scenes. Enter at your own risk. ***

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

Ingrid Rodríguez A 20-year-old girl who knows almost to nothing of the outside world. Her strict parents made her see what they wanted her to see. They wanted her away from the outside world so much that they put her in online school throughout her entire life. She was too timid and shy to talk back to anyone, which led to years of people walking over her. Her older sister is one of the main ones. Her aging grandmother is the only person who understands what she's going through and desperately wants to take her away from it all. Tristian Locke A 25-year-old tattoo artist who believes his heart is broken beyond repair. His mother, who has experienced painful trauma is now in a state of shock. His father, who is a lawyer, wants his son to get out of the phase he is in so he can have a "real" profession... so it seems. Tristian, in his mind, has disowned his father for the many things he's done behind his mother's back as well as his constant attempts to lure him back into the old ways of their family history involving the Irish Mob. On the outside, Tristian is calm and subtle, but on the inside, he has pent-up anger that he only releases accidentally or while training in the gym. His mother, alone, is the very reason he hasn't completely broken yet and is the source of all his inspiration. Tristian no longer believes in love. His father being the worst example of what love should be, is painted into his mind. He stays away from relationships and women as he wants nothing to do with them until she walked into his shop. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ " He tattooed his name on my heart " WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND EXPLICIT LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. #95 in Romance - 12/06/17

Book 1 of 'His Queen' Series: Princess Isabella Danvers was married to Prince Reed at the age of eighteen. She is the oldest of four sisters and she was to marry the prince of her neighboring kingdom, and make a heir that would end the war between them. She was happy for about seven month until she found her sister and her husband in bed having an intimate moment. With a broken heart she ran away. A witch finds her on the verge of death and saves them both. Staying with her as she learns many potions that would help her in her revenge. Now two years later, she's back and ready to get back what's rightfully hers. Will she be able to get her son's father back? Will King Reed realize that they're meant to be? Or will it be too late? Is there a new kind of unforeseen threat that arises that will change everyone's future?

[featured august 2018] The only thing different about her was the strange name she'd inherited from her dead grandmother. Panaceia had always been a typical sixteen year old girl, who wanted nothing more in life than to date the super-sexy quarterback, Travis Wayne, and to make it a whole year without getting her cellphone taken by her parents or one of the school administrators. But when her mother is murdered and her father suddenly wants nothing to do with her, she finds herself submerged into a life she'd never known existed. ~ If you happen to be reading this story from any other platform other than Wattpad, please note that you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe form then please go to: https://www.wattpad.com/user/Serayna Thank you and happy reading! ♡ [IMPORTANT: this story is currently under construction. chapters will be removed/republished as i re-write/edit/and give this story a face-lift. thank you for your patience and support ♡] [Epic cover made by @Forcade :) ]

She was a piece of Heaven he wanted to own. And he, was the flames of Hell she wanted to tame. "You must be tired." The unparalleled face softens with an indulging smile, and I nod hastily like a chick pecking at grains. My reason, wisdom, and rationality became words of a foreign tongue when the fingers tangled amongst my hair trail down to my cheekbones, the caresses like the fine strokes of a paint brush that gave colour to my skin. "But next time." His eyes of hellfire narrows, reflecting the features of a iolite-eyed mortal, and crimson lips pull back over sharp canines. "I might not be as easy to tame." ■What happens when the greek god of the Underworld becomes the 'Grumpy Patient' to a kind hearted mortal, burdened by a curse untold, and a gift unrivalled.■ Slow burn ♡ Update schedule : Every 2 days ◇ #1 - Mythology, #3 - in fantasy, #4 - Humor

Circe Dillon Lux is a genius. A pure, unadulterated brainiac who has no interest in her parents or anyone knowing that she can easily solve university level equations or out think her physics teacher at school. But being adopted, Circe knows firsthand the pain of not being accepted or ever really belonging. With no siblings and wealthy parents, Circe is expected to be the best- be another badge on her parent's never ending list of achievements. But Circe has something else in mind. Not wanting to conform or become what her parents dream for her to be, she fails every test at he school, actively failing even though she knows she's the best. On the other hand,Barnabas Dumas is perfect. Good looking, athletic, academically amazing and a knack with ladies- he knows he's the Trophy Son and doesn't give a shit. But when he misses a test that guarantees him entrance to a top scale internship, he has to tutor the daughter of the business tycoon- Circe Dillon Lux. Knowing and believing every rumour about the apparently idiotic and lazy girl, he dreads the prospects of teaching such a dunce. Circe doesn't need him- but he needs her. And Circe was never one to care.

#1 in humor, action, and romance ❝Octavia Snow, you're going to have to come with me,❞ the stranger said with an amused look. ❝No thanks, I'm really not a big fan of kidnapping.❞ ❝Sorry Cupcake. You don't have a choice.❞ --- OCTAVIA SNOW is a sassy, sarcastic, and perpetually hungry college student who is kidnapped by the CIA. ACE BLACKWELL is the leader of this highly deadly team, not to mention, he's the one who decided to kidnap Octavia. Together, a world-renowned agent, an infamous thief, a powerful mafia leader, a deadly assassin...and a teenage girl are forced to work together to stop the crime of the century. READERS' REVIEWS "By far my favorite book on wattpad." "My new standard of guys is Ace Blackwell." "I'm laughing, I'm crying, and I'm loving this." Started in December 2017

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

I woke up once more in the strange room, but this time the Alpha man was next to me. At first, I smile at the sight of him but as soon as I regain my senses, I try to punch him but find my hands are tied to the bedpost. "I knew you'd try to harm me the instant you saw me, so these are a precaution." He said. I tried to speak but nothing came out, a result of my screaming earlier. "You must be confused." He said, I narrowed my eyes at him. "I was as well. How could such a small weak thing defeat me ." I stopped struggling and looked up at him, I was curious as well. "See the marking inside your wrist," he lifted my hand and turned it over. I felt sparks where he touched. "It's a symbol of my people, it means you and I are two halves of a soul." No no no no, I knew what he was going to say, it wasn't good, it was nearly impossible, I thought they were just legends! "We're mates kitten." --------- Rae Knight was trained for battle since infancy. As one of the few humans colonies not under Werewolf control, every one of her friends and family tirelessly fight to stay free from their reign. - Ash BloodMoon was taught one thing his entire life, humans are weak and must be kept down. Set to be the next Alpha King, he is expected to lead the charges on the few free human colonies left. - When faced against each other in battle, something happens between Ash and Rae that hasn't been seen by Human or Wolf for centuries, a spark, and a bond. ----- Cover by AmiraAshraf-