If you can see them, then you're already dead. If you can hear them, then you're not far from it. If you can smell them, like the forest they live in, then avoid danger at all conceivable costs. Because they're the monsters in the shadows of Harvey Hill's forests, and their king needs his queen.
Title says it all, lovelies. Includes chapters on how to make a believable story, how not to make me laugh at your dialogue, and how slut-shaming will be answered with screams of injustice.
Every half century in a small little town hidden in the woods, a beast comes out from the forest to claim his bride on the night of an eclipse. The people of call this phenomenon "the taking". This beast is said to be very dangerous. It roams door to door searching for the woman whose being calls to his animal instinc...
❝All wolves are the same. Some are closer to a real monster, and others hide in sheep skin.❞ Lennox Armstrong is a twenty-six-year-old Alpha who controls one of the biggest packs in the Northern hemisphere. The one difference between him and every other werewolf? He's less human and more wolf. With his pack house loc...
What happens to werewolves who break the law? Where do they go? Evie Taylor has always had issues with the rules, mainly the obeying part, but this time Evie takes her reckless rebellion too far and she is shocked when her pack makes the decision to send her away to the one place dreaded by all werewolves. Ciardha. Ci...