Beth Smith used to be the epitome of average. But that all changed when she turned into a Werewolf at her brother's party. Her parents didn't want to raise any suspicions about the Were kind - and how amazingly beautiful Beth had suddenly become - so they shipped their only daughter off to boarding school. Now that she's back, a year later, she has found her mate. The only problem is, he's the one person who her brother doesn't want her to end up with: his second man, his best friend, his Beta. (UNEDITED SAMPLE. The full, edited version will soon be available on Radish Fiction.)

"Mine" he growled at the same time as my wolf shrieked 'Mate!'. I was quickly pushed against the wall. I felt tingles shooting through me when he touched me,I nearly moaned in delight. That was until I realised he had just pushed me into a wall. "Don't f*cking push me" I growl out pissed. I shoved his arms off my waist. My wolf whimpered when I did that. My Mates eyes turned black for a second before they turned back to their beautiful green colour. He took deep breaths as if he were trying to calm himself down. It wasn't working. "Don't you dare speak to me like that, I am your mate and your alpha" he said to me in his alpha voice. Not that it affected me in the slightest. His eyes were pitch black as he put his hands on my waist and pushed me back against the wall. Wait a minute he's an alpha?! More importantly my alpha?! Now I know why everyone made a fuss about him. He's beautiful. But I was still extremely pissed that he pushed me up against the wall. Twice. And he used his Alpha voice on me. I looked him right in the eyes before stating calmly; "I couldn't care less that you're my mate or even my alpha I will not be spoken to or pushed like that by anybody. I will only respect you when you learn to respect me, Alpha or not." With that I brought up my knee, and kneed him where the sun don't shine. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Meet Carrie Smith, a 17 year old werewolf. She has been kicked out of her former school so her mom decided to move pack and school for a fresh start. She's cocky, a bit of a slut, demanding and quite rude but what happens when she meets her mate who also happens to be her Alpha? Meet Blake Todd, an 18 year old alpha of the Blue Moon pack. He's known for his player ways. He's cocky, and used to getting any girl he wants because of his looks and rank.He's also used to being respected by everyone but what happens when he meet his sarcastic,rude badass mate Carrie? Read to find out! Best: #5 werewolf

"Don't think of him... Kiss me" he growls. Oh gods I want to... I lick my lips. He growls again and pulls me tight against him. "You're mine" he whispers. ~~~ Aura is a unique werewolf, with eyes that glow every time she feels sharp emotion. As her birthday approaches, her pack anxiously awaits her first shift. Will she surprise them? Or will her eyes be the end of her uniqueness? She is promised to be the Mate of Loki, her alphas grandson. When she thinks she is ready to accept him, someone will change everything for her. Will she find love or only heartbreak? (COMPLETED) I wrote this story when I was young and I'm sure it has lots of grammatical errors - be warned!! ***some mature themes and language in story***

"Are you rejecting me?" I ask, whispering as my heart was breaking into a million pieces. "No." he answers. "I...uh...huh...what?" I stutter. It didn't make sense. Why is he saying we can't be together but not reject me? "I just can't be with you." he says with a straight face, no emotion. "Then reject me." I tell him. "No, and you will not reject me!" he growls at me. "Wanna bet?" I start. "I order you not to reject me!" he growls, cutting me off. Edited by@callmelenaa

Highest ranking #61 in Werewolf 4/17/2016 When Sophie Peterson meets her mate, she realizes he's Luka, an Omega; the lowest and most disrespected rank of the Emerald Pack. In other words, the pack's chew toy. Like every other werewolf, she should be happy when she meets her mate, right? There's only one problem: she's an Alpha. Sophie has to adapt quickly and teach Luka to act more like an Alpha, and less like an Omega. With her caring and loving temperament, Alpha Sophie Peterson puts the wellbeing of her pack before herself, and everyone respects her for it. But with an Alpha being mated to an Omega being somewhat frowned upon, will she accept fate or reject her mate? But what Sophie doesn't realise is that something deeper connects her to Luka's past, something that will shake her to the core when revealed. Will it be enough to interfere with fate? An Alpha. An Omega. What could possibly go wrong? *** Read through by Alexis Skriloff

The moon was high above us as I took in a deep breath. He was here. I let my instincts take over as I began down the stairs, one at a time. I took another deep breath before turning towards my left. There stood the man of the hour. My heart swelled as I crossed the floor to him. A blush come over his cheeks as I laid my hand on his chest. I inhaled his scent deeply, enjoying how it made my body feel. I pressed my lips to his jawline before whispering in his ear, "I found you." ***** Clio May Waters is the soon to be Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. When the full moon rises she will find the mate that has been destined to be by her side from the beginning of time. But what happens when that person turns out to be the one person she's never even given a first glance towards? The omega, Noah Blake Evans, who's been in love with her since he'd laid his green eyes on her ice blue ones. And when the world tries to keep them apart, how will they and fate keep it together?

"No way..." I muttered, staring at him with my mouth a jar. "H-how... Can this really...?" I stammered. "Sorry to disappoint you princess." He sneered, anger and pain swirling in the depths of his dark grey eyes. His shoulders slumped, as he brought himself to his knees. His bare chest stood out prominently, the muscles making my mouth water. His thick arms flexed as he pressed them into the ground to keep himself stable. He sat in front of me, only five feet away, and I was just noticing how attractive he was. His scent was over whelming, the scent to me was like blood to a vampire. I now needed it to survive. "No, that's not..." I started and he only glared at me. "What's your name?" I asked instead, and his eyes softened. "Levi, Levi Jones." He told me in a soft voice. I nodded, and slowly approached him, since the tension was slightly calmed. "Why are you here?" I asked, before the door was slammed open, making me jump out of my skin. "Willow, get away from the rouge." My father yelled suddenly, and his beta and gamma grabbing my arms and lifting me up. "He is our new Omega."

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

They vowed to end the Carlson reign. She vowed to come back with a vengeance. But what will happen when she knows she must keep who she is a secret. Even if it means lying to her new found mate...

Skylar is just a werewolf who happens to be the daughter of Alpha Greg. Their pack, the Blue Creek Pack, is the second largest and most powerful in the U.S. She has three very overprotective brothers; Carter, Austin, and Spencer. Skylar and Jordan start their first day of school. Little does she know, that she will meet the alpha of the largest and most powerful pack in the U.S. the Red Moon Pack Highest Ranking: #41 in Werewolf Cover by @Mayademonangel