After four years and her first heartbreak, Aria never wanted to see the man she remembers as Xander ever again. But after a mix-up in hotel rooms, Aria runs into him, and he's not who she thought he was. Billionaire, Alexander Stavros has only ever been in love once. It was with a young, wild, carefree girl who captured his heart one snowy day in New York four years before. It took two weeks to fall in love with her, and an eternity to get over her. So when he see's her, surprisingly in his own bathroom, wearing his towel, he knows he can't let her go again. So he devises a plan that will give him another chance with her. But how can they last as a couple when neither of them are telling the truth about what happened, four years prior. Just when they think it's completely over, something happens that will tie them together forever.

What if mates didn't exist? Instead, werewolves chose who they wanted to be mated to for the rest of their lives during a short period of time once a year. This period was called the Mating Season. Sydney Carrington has already planned her entire life with her chosen mate and her pack's current beta, Will and he was going to choose her as his mate when she was of age in the Mating Season. Everything was perfect until a week before the Mating Season when she encounters a certain Alpha Kingston. Brendon Kingston is the most feared Alpha in the world. Rumours said that he was heartless, able of killing his own flesh and blood. He was incapable of showing mercy or even the slightest emotion except for anger. Never had he chosen a mate before. Until an encounter with a certain she-wolf changes his whole perspective of things. To Sydney's horror, Alpha Kingston steps in to claim her as his own before Will can during the Mating Season. Journey with Sydney as she learns how to deal with being the mate of the most cruel and ruthless alpha ever known. Along the way, could she perhaps learn to love him as well? * * * He narrowed his gaze, "You arrived here yesterday. You can call me Kingston. You're my chosen thus you're my equal." At the mention of him choosing me, anger flared up and I scoffed indignantly. "You chose me? You didn't. You blackmailed me to be with you!" Kingston's eyes turned hard and he warned, "By drinking the potion, you have agreed to be my chosen." I scoffed and glared up at him, "Because you threatened to kill my brother. He's fifteen! Would you really do that? Kill a fifteen year old to get what you want?" I demanded and Kingston simply looked at me with a passive expression. Highest Ranking: #4 in Werewolf 5/3/2016

We always want what we can't have. Part of a short story anthology: http://www.moralfortitude.com/books-for-download/anthologies/

An immigrant escapes abduction with nothing to his name. He finds refuge in the arms of a man with dark secrets and an unknown origin. Theirs is a kind of love that is born out of blood, guns, and ChapStick lip balms. Follow their journey through love and lust as chapters of their lives unfold.

"Good, you're early. Perfect. Come with me." From the tour Don gave me yesterday I knew he was taking me to the kitchen. I guess I'm about to find out why. "Make me that wicked cup of coffee you spoke about." God, his accent. "As you wish, sir," I said with a mock British accent. "And what flavor do you prefer?" I asked, looking at the variety of International Delight creamers. "Pick the one you like." His voice was smooth and soft as he said that. I couldn't stop myself from smiling or turning around to look at him. He had his butt resting against the counter. He had his arms crossed over his chest and one foot over the other as he watched me. I felt my breathing pick up at how sexy he looked. My God. He wore high water pants, this time green, and boat shoes instead of loafers. Someway somehow he managed to pull off a leather jacket with that outfit. I don't know much about fashion but I would not even dare to put those two together. I could tell he had really broad shoulders. An image flashed through my mind. I had my hands underneath his arms and my fingernails digging into his shoulder as he backed me up against a wall and wrap my legs around his waist, fucking me hard against the wall. Jesus Christ, I hope Tommy doesn't ask me about him again because he's going to be very pissed if I tell him I imagined my boss banging me against the wall.

Paulette's life is in shambles. Her sister is dead, her mother is a drunk, and she's been forced to transfer into a chaotic public school full of bullies. Things go from bad to worse when, one night while driving them home from dinner, her intoxicated mother hits and kills a teenage boy and is sent to jail. Now Paulette is truly alone. But when the teenage boy mysteriously comes back from the dead looking for Paulette, she finds herself face to face with the purest love on earth.

Norman is a problem. A decade of recurrent nightmares have punished his psyche severely, and after a number of delinquent actions, he ultimately ended up at St. Andria's, a school for "problem children". But in a twist of fate, his time at St. Andria's leads him to Alyssa, and somehow - perhaps through the power of love - he's finally able to find sleep, unplagued by dreams. And then the nightmares become reality.

Red is forbidden. Red is a marking of the werewolf's lover. Rienne doesn't believe in her grandma's myths. She never has and took it as a nice bed time story. She was raised in the city and arrives back to the village because she was expelled from her old school defending a couple of her friends. When she arrives back wearing red, all mouths drop and threats are made. Love doesn't choose it's victims by appearance or-race. Rienne refuses to stop wearing red just because of a stupid myth and accidently challenges the wolf doing so. The werewolf isn't pleased and takes away everything precious to her. Yet, he doesn't kill her, not even daring to lay one paw to harm her. Is this love or is this madness?

~*Requires MAJOR editing, read with this in mind*~ Wolf's Creek is a small town in the heart of Pennsylvania where the inhabitants unknowingly live side by side with a large pack of werewolves. This town is where A.J Smith has called home thinking she had the normal life of a sophomore in high school, but all that changes on the night of her 16th birthday. When the moon rises into the sky her hair blanches, her skin becomes fair, and her eyes resemble liquid mercury. As if this wasn't enough she learns that the people she believed were her parents really aren't. Darren Alaric is the son of the alpha of the Wolves Peak pack. He's arrogant, hot tempered, possessive, and the most notorious playboys of the school. But underneath his tough exterior lies scars and pain he allows very few to see. When all of his friends have found their mates he becomes jealous and irritated that he has yet to find his. But when he meets A.J things take a different turn. What will happen when A.J's true identity is discovered and a large group of hunters begin to target the pack? Will they be able to protect the ones they love most or will the hunters come out on top?