In the arena, ten females must outrun or outlast their male counterparts to keep from being forcibly bred. At least that's how Lorena saw it. She was taken from her home in front of her entire family to be a runner for ten males that were around her own packs' territory. Female werewolves seemed to be holding out longer on mating and/or refusing to take a mate, so it's gotten to the point where the council had to force it upon them. Some agreed with the new policy just to be cruel, but others agreed that since her pack had plenty of females to go around, they would volunteer a handful of them to mate with the alphas and any other male wolves as needed. Lorena may not have been the prettiest wolf in her opinion, but she was cunning, strong, and fast, and she thought for sure she would be able to last and run until the alpha that had his eye on her eventually gave up. Boy was she wrong. RANKINGS: #1 in fantasy-romance #1 in fiction #4 in fiction #4 in werewolf #6 in werewolf Hit 1M on 08/01/2020 Hit 2M on 11/11/2020 Hit 3M on 12/22/2020 Completed on 09/07/2020

He was aloof and calculating. A mass of muscles and sheer power. Alpha Benji had one goal; to slowly, but surely, take over the neighboring packs. He wanted to rule as the ultimate Alpha and prove that he didn't need a Luna to be a good leader. ♕♕♕ She was soft-spoken and timid. Doe eyes that could capture even an Alpha in her stare. Aria is a low-level Omega who is taken as collateral damage when her pack is overtaken by the Imperium pack. Her only priority is survival - no where in her plan did it include coming face to face with her mate.

What do you do when a yautja shows up at your door with a broken ship and a scowl on his face? Well you definitely shouldn't fall in love with him... Rated R for sexual content, mature language, and violence

Tah'kath was told as a pup that the eyes were a doorway leading to the soul. While responding to a kiande-amedha (xenomorph) attack on a human farming settlement, Tah'kath finds a surviving child whose eyes seem to hold the stars themselves. Against his clans wishes, he decides to take the child as his own. **Mature Rating ~ #1 in Xenomorph (3/10/2020) ~ #1 in Predator (5/10/2020) ~ #1 in Outcast (9/17/2020) Trigger warnings will also be broadcast at the beginning of the chapters, as well as a notification at their beginning and their end. Such triggers include but are not limited to: bullying, and implications of rape. Pictures, artwork, and music attached to this story belong to their rightful owners and creators. The Yautja species belong to their rightful creators.

It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.

1540, Scotland A storm is brewing on the Highlands... When headstrong and stubborn Gavin MacKenzie is driven to seek vengeance after the murder of his father, he seeks help from the King of Scotland. But things are amiss as he begins his journey across the fierce and unforgiving Highlands. And when he crosses paths with a crimson-haired young woman just as tempered as the Scottish Highlands, passions are quickly set ablaze. He fears she has already stolen his heart. A secret two decades old could unravel everything... Elyn Douglas doesn't feel like she belongs in the small village of Dornie, lingering right outside the walls of Eilean Donan Castle. After the assassination of Laird Angus MacKenzie, she's thrust into a world of violence and highlanders, but when she meets the rugged and powerful Gavin, she doesn't know what to expect. All she knows is that when he looks at her, her heart melts a little bit of the frost that has plagued her whole life... As chilling rain and howling wind pelt the Highlands, Elyn fights the racing of her heart that begs for her Highlander's Embrace...

❝ You should never stop what you started ❝ ❝But you did with Mommy ❝ Going through hell in back to save the only the only thing that didnt leave him. How will Min Yoongi kept his daughter safe? Will he get Y/n to her mother? Y/N FF Highest Ranking #18 in Btsau #1 in TraintoBusan

[Female Reader Story!] [Name], from the orphanage of Hage, has fast magic, classified as odd Dark Magic. Perhaps it has to do with a story she once read. Gaining her grimoire is the first hint she has, when her mana separates into two types of magic, and odd flashbacks start coming to her. Trying to figure that out is a headache, even for the Magic Knight Captains. But, under Yami Sukehiro's watch, maybe she could grow to understand. And possibly uncover some truths along the way. "Won't you join us?" The path of a Magic Knight is daunting. No one ever said that protecting the kingdom meant you had to find yourself too. And here she was, thinking she already did that, with all that time she spent in Hage. Nope. Life had more things to throw her way. "There are some things you'll have to figure out for yourself." ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Published - [11/12/17] First rank in Fanfiction - #1000 》 [12/25/17] I don't check ranks anymore. Originally named "Saint of Balance". Original cover was a picture of all the members of the Black Bulls + Yuno. I don't own Black Clover or you. Just any OCs.

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When Blake finds herself sold out to the Saviours by her abusive fiancé, she realises that she's certainly not on her own anymore and finds an unlikely friend in Negan. And Negan does NOT like men who beat their girlfriends, one tiny bit... "Darlin' your eyes should be anywhere but on the floor right now, we f*ckin' clear? You're a goddamn queen and don' let anyone tell you otherwise."