{BOOK2} COMING SOON!❣❣❣ XXXX MATURE CONTENT 18+ XXXX He lost his mate. He lost his alpha title. He lost his heart. He lost his mind. He lost everything. He was feral and locked away in a cell to rot. What happens when he finds out the man that took everything from him was alive? (Please Read Book1, first.)😊❣❣ ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Copyright law ... All rights reserved to CherryKel only. No one is allowed to plagiarize, repost this story or anything else that comes to mind, without the author's written and signed consent.

Riley is a rouge. One day she ventures off to far and stumbles upon the Summit pack where she meets her mate Alpha Jonah, the most feared, merciless alpha in the country. That's only the beginning seeing as Riley has a secret she wants to take to the grave. She's a hybrid. Will her secret be released or will it be buried in the ruins of the earth? And will her dark past come back to get her? ««««««««««««««««««««<>»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»» "Wait," I called out He stopped dead in his tracks but didn't turn around so his back was facing me. "I can't stay," I said. His body tensed only slightly, but I couldn't see his face, his emotion. I opened my mouth to speak again, but he cut me off before anything could come out. "You are mine," he growled at me. With that he walked right out the room not waiting for my response.

Sequel to The Warrior King. Laurel has not only has alpha blood running through her veins, but is the offspring of the alpha king himself. It's common knowledge that a strong female would be paired with a male equally as powerful, so it was assumed that her mate would always be another alpha. But the moon goddess has other plans for her when her mate not only turns out to be someone who isn't even a wolf, but is the Fae King himself. *Warning: Contains some strong language and mature scenes*

A fifteen year old girl is left as bait so her family can get away from a pack of wolves that was chasing them. They take her in and she stays with them and learns the ways of the wolf for three years before another pack of wolves comes by. But not just any wolves. Werewolves.

The red string of fate that connects the two soul mates was broken by him, not me, never me. The fate that was decided by the moon goddess..he tried to change it ,not me. Why then, was I punished..? Zairiya grew up believing herself a curse and an outcast to the people she belonged to.She was banished by her pack as she entered this world.Mother Nature took pity on her and granted her only wish, Aeran as her mate, but even that was a cruel joke played on her by the fate.She loved and loved from the very core of her being ,she gave everything for that love,for Aeran, crossing all boundaries to acquire the unattainable love of her mate. But maybe that was not enough. Then something disastrous happened and her very soul blackened, turning all that love to hatred so cruel that nothing mattered to her anymore. Finally she gave in and lost herself forever. ... Let me tell you a story of love, a story of betrayal, a story of death, a story of Zairi and Aeran.

I stepped towards him, the Mate that was to be mine for all eternity. But before I could leap into his arms, he put his hands up, as if to tell me not to do what was an instinct. I held myself back, it confused me that he wasn't standing in front of me with open arms, and he was closed off. Before I could truly grasp what was happening, he said in a low sexy voice that travelled through my body sending tiny shock waves throughout, "I don't want you."

His eyes were the darkest blue, his hair a messy black halo, his jaw defined his cheek bones high he is the most beautiful male that I've ever seen and he's my mate and he's mine...but is he? Can I stake a claim on someone who refuses to even notice my existance, and acts like I'm a living curse designed to make him suffer just by looking at me. What would you do if you are mated to the coldest alpha there is? I know from the look of those cold beautiful eyes... He doesn't want me

~~~~ nəːd/ noun a foolish or contemptible person who lacks social skills or is boringly studious. Rude, right? That was the definition of being a nerd, according to Google anyways. I could probably write a better definition than that, but, I digress. Am I called a nerd? Yes. Do I care? No. Am I socially awkward, boring and introverted? Yes. Do I give a fuck? No. I had this mentality for a long time until the one day where being called a nerd actually hurt me. The day that I was rejected for just being smart but unfortunately boring. I got rejected for being a nerd. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ WARNING: Mature content and swearing. I started this when i was like 14 so it's ready not that good... i do aim to go through it and edit it soo the characters aren't so cringe and the story makes more sense but not anytime soon!!