When his presence was far enough, Sol stalked closer to her. Un noticing him, he laid on his stomach and continued to watch as she played about. How can such a little girl, be my mate? He asked himself confused. The goddess must be losing her mind. She tripped over a sticking root and fell on her rumps as she let out a yelp. Sol quickly stood and was about to go over when she ended up laughing. His heart fluttered from the melody that sounded from her. She placed her hands on her hips and playfully glared at the butterflies, "That's right. Laugh it up, butterflies! I'm a big girl who doesn't cry. Hits a nerve doesn't it?!" She threw her head back and laughed again as she picked herself up. Sol was in awe with this little girl. His little sassy mate. She dusted herself off and spoke in a loving tone, "Nana always said big girls don't cry and angry girls don't go beating people up. Did you know?" She gasped as she continued to talk to the butterflies as her eyes twinkled, "Nana said I was going to meet someone special today!" Sol growled in quick anger. "Nana said it was Tommy," she whispered as she shyly looked in a daze making Sol even angrier. So without thought, he showed himself before her. Mine, they both growled.

There was never a story of an alpha being rejected, it was unheard but he was the exception. Alpha Sean Dawson had everything in his life, a strong pack to rule, a mate to love and a brother who trusted with his life. One morning though everything changed. His mate rejected him and mated with his brother. His brother didn't waste any more seconds winning him over the alpha title, humiliating him in front of his pack members and forcing him to live the rest of his life as a rogue. With no one to love and trust he wondered around, fading in the background of a human town he stable across it. No man can survive the rejection of his mate and he knew his time was up. However one night everything changed... A/N: This is a draft of the story, which means you may stubble across grammatical & spelling mistakes. Please do kindly point them out, it will be easier for me when I will edit the entire book.

"You stupid bitch!" Screamed the red head turning to face me. Her drink spilled all over her. "I'm so sorry, i didn't mean to." I said backing away. As i was backing up i was stopped by a wall. The girl came stalking towards me with her hand ready to strike. I closed my eyes ready for impact but it never came. I opened my eyes to see why she didn't hit me, to see a tall muscular figure in front of me. "Get out of my way Ben!" The girl spat. "Stand down." The figure which I'm guessing is Ben said. "Move out of my way so I can end her!" She screamed. "Stand down Camilla!" Ben ordered. I stepped to the left to get a better look at the two. The girl which I know now is Camilla tried to lunge at me but Ben grabbed her by her neck pinning her to the wall. "Why are you protecting this human Ben?" Camilla screamed trying to loosen the grip on her neck. Human? Weren't we all humans? "Because she's my mate." Ben growled. - - - Cover made by madbees NOT EDITED DO NOT STEAL MY STORY

The Runaway Mate Carly Faye isn't your average seventeen year old werewolf, she's anything but actually. Having lost everything that was important to her at a very young age, Carly has trouble fitting in with the rest of her pack and as a result of this she has always been an outcast. When she was fifteen Carly found out that the soon to be alpha, Mason, was her mate. She was beyond happy, thinking that for once she would actually be loved and treated fairly, but Carly was wrong. Mason does nothing but beat her and use her for his own pleasure. But what happens when Carly gets sick of it, of it all, what happens when Carly leaves her pack taking with her the most important and precious thing that there is. What happens when she ends up in the hands of a pack who love and cherish her, well only one thing of course, her past comes back to bite her in the butt and take back what's rightfully his.

Abused. Rejected. Two things that describe Rylie Black. She's never been able to experience so called love after both her parents where killed in a rogue attack and she was left alone. Age 16 was when she first shifted into her wolf, and when all her troubles began. Now 10 years later, she became the one thing that is the reason behind all her pain, a rogue. She left, after the rejection from her so called mate, the future Alpha of her former pack. Now after 4 years going rogue, she finds herself in the presence of another Alpha of the biggest pack in North America. [UPDATES WILL BE ONCE A WEEK] Copyright © 2015 All Rights Reserved

❝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

"Because every flower has a meaning." She said. "I don't believe it" "But they do, each and every flower in this shop tells us something."; She insisted not ready to give up. "Then tell me and I might believe." ************************************* Aster Walsh is a broken girl. After her groom left her before the wedding day and she was left jobless a week later, her friend helps her get a part-time job in a small flower shop. Life is painfully simple for Aster until one day he walks in, in the shop and in her life. Kyler Holt is an uptight owner of an event management company who is in desperate need of a flower arranger for his upcoming event. As he takes the matter, in his own hands and walks the street in order to find a nice flower shop in the neighborhood, he comes across the girl who can be his flower girl. 30 days, 30 meetings, 30 flowers. As they learn the meaning behind each shade and each flower, they learn how important they are to each other.

Katie Knight found her mate at the age of 16 and were madly in love. But when he dies after a rogue attack he makes her promise that she will find someone else to love and start a family. Grief stricken she goes rogue running for 6 months. She is heartbroken to find out that she cant have pups after she is attacked and raped by a group of rogues. Depressed with her life, she decides that life isn't worth living. That is until she meets a group of young children aged 2-12, all orphans when their pack was attacked and parents killed. She finally found a reason to live. She adopts them and becomes their mother. Now a year later aged 17, her and her family are still running rogue. Except they are trained in fighting and are the most strongest rogue pack in the world. They gain respect as packs around the world ask for help. Katie and her family have a new mission. Fly to California and train the Blue Moon Pack. What happens when Katie meets the Alpha and pack?

"He's staring at you," my sister whispered, wide-eyed. Now that I realised, I could feel someone's eyes burning the back of my head and as I turned around to see what my sister was talking about and my jaw immediately dropped whilst a cold shiver ran up my spine at the sight of the school's dangerous, certified bad boy. I shrugged nervously and turned around to face my sister. "Maybe he's just looking at what I'm wearing." The outfit was pretty cute, hands down. "But he never stares at anyone. He has only given them a cold stare that lasts for at least two-seconds." Oh hell no.

Ranked #1 in Werewolf Genre on December 2017 16-year-old Celestine Lucas was a happy-go-lucky girl. She had a perfect family and a perfect life. And almost had her 'Happily ever after', till a horrific accident snatches her life away from her... leaving her behind with terrible nightmares and constant panic attacks... Now 4 years later, at the age of 20, still she is struggling with her inner ghosts... Demetrius Williams doesn't have a perfect life... no... he had it very bad. His mate ran away, leaving him with a six months old treasure and a heartbroken wolf. Now his lonely wolf needs support to survive and his pack needs a Luna... Above all his little girl needs a mother... Two people with broken hearts and trust... And a little angel holding them together... Will they be able to trust each other, forget and forgive their differences, and fall in love... And what happens when fate decides to test them again??