Alpha Samson is the most ruthless alpha's around and has the most powerful pack in the world-Blackthorn. Runours cascade around about him, and his wolf, Savage, who is the biggest anyone has ever seen, will rain down on all who go against them. The only thing they are missing is their mate. What happens when all alphas are going to a pack to celebrate the coming of an new alpha, who has only barely turned twelve. Things don't look what they seem, until the luring scent mixed with blood sends Alpha Samson to the cells where he and his beast finds their mate, chained to the wall all bloody and broken. All hell breaks lose. Alora, half wolf and half witch, charged for a crime she never did. What happens when the damaged little woman meets the ruthless alpha who happens to be his mate? When recovering with her mate, things change and all Alora has ever known is a lie of what she is and more. Secrets come out and all Alora and Alpha Samson want is to know the truth and revenge, taking back the pack that is hers to begin with. ***NOT EDITED*** ***FIRST DRAFT***

Betrayed by her own family, Aveline is forced to marry in her sister's place- to the cursed Alpha whose wives all die on the eleventh day. They call Rodrigo Vermont a monster. A tyrant too hideous to face his own reflection. But the moment Aveline finally lifts her eyes to him, she's dumbstruck. He is not disfigured. He is devastatingly handsome. And dangerously irresistible. ... "Look at me." Rodrigo's voice fills the room, deep, hoarse, commanding. Aveline shivers as her gaze locks with his dark, hungry eyes. She tries to look away. He grips her chin, forcing her to hold his stare. "I'm going to do things to you," he drawls. "Things I shouldn't do if I were in my right mind." His jaw tightens. "Get up." She obeys, trembling. Her fingers clutch her nightie, trying to shield herself. "Take it off." His voice drops lower, rougher. Her breath catches-yet she moves. As though pulled by something she cannot fight. Rodrigo watches her rise, eyes trailing over her slowly, hungrily. Aveline trembles, heat curling through her body, an ache she does not understand tightening in her core. "Come here." She steps toward him on unsteady legs. The moment she reaches him, Rodrigo grips her ankle, lifts her leg over him- and before she can even breathe, his mouth finds her. - Everyone expects her to die. But when the twelfth dawn breaks and Aveline steps out alive, the entire pack erupts in chaos. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. Kidnapped as a child and tormented by voices he cannot silence, Alpha Rodrigo Vermont has lived in darkness all his life. No one dares get close-until his unruly new bride sleepwalks into his room before their wedding. Now he doesn't just want her. He craves her. He swears he will protect her from the curse that has destroyed every woman before her. But Aveline will soon learn the truth: To love the cursed Alpha is to gamble with death itself.

Omegas are weak and submissive, it's in their blood to be, but not her. Isa Durand is far from that despite being born an omega, but that doesn't stop people for undermining her for being the lowest rank in the pack. But she uses that to her advantage to get revenge on the ones who dare hurt her. After all, who's going to blame an omega when someone trips down the stairs and break their neck? When the breaks to the car stop working and the people crash and die? Or when poison somehow manages to be slip in somebody's food? You know who? No one. Isa wears the mask of a weak and submissive omega to perfection. She's a wolf in sheep's clothing and loves it. Nothing can hurt her. Not even a rejection from her Alpha's son nor a second chance mate who happens to be the mad king of werewolf kind.

When the Wolf King, Malachai, meets a mysterious young woman in the moonlit gardens of the summit, her warmth shatters the cold iron of his heart. She speaks to him, unaware that the man she teases is the very ruler whispered about in fear, the king rumoured to have murdered his own mate. For the first time in years, Malachai feels alive... until her world collides with his in a way neither of them could have foreseen. Lillybelle has always been the outsider-the half-breed daughter of an alpha and a human. Her life has been a careful balance of obedience and invisibility. But when her childhood friend and secret love, Rylan, publicly rejects her before the entire Royal Summit, her world fractures. Betrayed, humiliated, and stripped of the one bond she thought was forever, she's left standing alone-until the cold, dangerous king steps forward to claim her.

There are certain things in life that everyone knows. When asked though, how they came to possess knowledge of this information, a confused look will enter their face. Because there are just certain things in life- certain facts and pieces of knowledge - that are universal. Fact number one. In order to be Alpha in the Alba Rosa pack, one must first challenge and defeat the Alpha. Fact number two. It's a trick. Because only one in possession of Alpha Blood has any hope of defeating the Alpha. Fact number three. No one challenges the Alpha. But there is another fact. An additional piece of knowledge that many know of, yet never express out loud. Fact number four. These three facts do not apply to someone like Soraya. COMPLETED Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

Andy realizes the hard way that he's too pretty for prison. Unfortunately he's already caught the eye of the most dangerous inmate in Third Block. [COMPLETE] Warning: Dark Romance, Obsession, Prison

Every year unmated wolves from the Blackwell pack go out into the world in hopes of finding their mate. Despite his age, Luke has lost all hope of finding his mate and put his heart in the hands of another. Reeling from the sudden lost of their lands, the Ashworth pack, renowned for the Alpha's sons, move to Blackwell lands as they recover. Little did Luke know, the Ashworth alpha also has a daughter..... What happens when he falls for her?

Vincent, a pure-blood vampire and third in line for the head position, once shared an unbreakable childhood bond with Knox, the future Alpha. But before Vincent could confess his feelings, tragedy struck-his father killed Knox's father. From that day, Knox's heart filled with hatred for Vincent and his family. Years passed. Knox rose to power as Alpha and CEO of his father's empire, while Vincent's desire only grew darker and more desperate. Determined to have Knox at any cost, Vincent begins eliminating his own brothers, clawing his way to the throne. For Vincent, love and obsession are the same-his hunger for Knox is stronger than blood, stronger than loyalty, stronger than reason. No matter how far he must fall, Vincent will hunt for his prey. And the only thing he will ever want... is Knox. Top: Alpha Knox Bottom: Vincent

Daniella isn't normal. Growing up with her father as an ambassador, she's used to having to start over in new places. But when her father drops her off with the grandparents she never knew she had in Virginia, things take a turn for the weird. New school, new faces, and a whole new breed of people. Daniella's new start gets ten times harder when she realizes her whole life has been a lie. Now she's looking for answers, no matter where they lead. *Completed*

They said the Hunt was sacred. That if I was chosen, it meant fate. But fate didn't feel like a mouth on my skin or claws at my back. It felt like blood. Mine. For years, I stayed hidden. Quiet. Unclaimed. I stole seeds from the state fields, grew food in secret, fed my family from soil and silence. I did everything right - stayed beneath their radar, beneath their noses. I didn't make waves. I didn't ask for more. But monsters never forget a scent. And when the Hunt came, I was scented. Tracked. Taken. I stabbed him. I buried the blade in his shoulder and watched him bleed. It didn't matter. Because he still bit me. And the world saw. Now my face is on every screen. The girl who didn't run. The girl who fought back. Some call me a rebel. Some call me a mate. But they all forget one thing. I wasn't made to be claimed. I was made to survive. And if they want to collar me, cage me, crown me - they'll have to reckon with everything I've kept buried beneath the roots. Because I am not the flower. I'm the fire beneath it. Rewrite version of formerly known book Escaping the monsters Embrace