*A Little Red Riding Hood retelling* --- Rose LaRoux is not your delicate flower. At least not after witnessing her Grandmother's murder by a monster she thought only lived in grim fairy tales. It's been ten years since then and Rose is not only a hunter, but one of the best. A life dedicated to revenge, she won't stop until she's killed every last werewolf. But what will she do when a series of events leaves her abandoned and in the hands of a beast she swore to kill? Can she let go of the past or will she be stuck seeing only red forever? This is the story of Little Red Riding Hood, except Little Red isn't so little anymore and it's the big bad wolves that run away from her. ------------------ | WATTYS 2016 WINNER | | WATTPAD FEATURED BOOK | Highest Ranking: #3 in Paranormal Gorgeous cover created by Abyss-of-Crazy Started: 5/22/16 Completed: Copyright © 2016 C. S. Belle

A hundred years in the future. Alphas, Betas, and Omegas. Society is hinged on the notion of instinct and submitting to those above you. Unfortunately for some, I've never been the submissive type. Thrown in the deep end of a world filled with creatures I thought only existed in my nightmares, I'm forced to make a decision that will seal my fate forever. Dark happenings peek out from behind closed doors, differing values all fighting to be at the top of the food chain. Hidden agendas are revealed, betrayals and secrets exposed. Laying down and letting the world pass by isn't an option when you've got a price on your head. =============== This, dear friends, is the story of how I survived. =============== Cover was created by @FucckingTrash - check her out and give her some love!

The boy with the golden laugh Finally found his golden girl But she was broken and haunted By pitch black dreams (OCTAVIUS SEQUEL) ranked #42

He was filled with hate, unable to control the beast inside of him. He knew nothing except for murder. He hated everyone and everything. Everyone was terrified of him. She lost everything in the attack. Her mother was killed before her eyes. Yet, she remained kind. She was loyal and loving, but stubborn. She despised him. They hated each other, but then, one day, it all changed.

Eighteen-year-old Eva Green is a low ranked wolf who belongs to a poor pack. After being attacked by rogues her pack was given the opportunity to be watched over and protected by the strongest pack. This protection however comes with a price, the Redstone pack was put under the rule of the Blood Moon pack. Eva didn't care what people thought of her until the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack comes ruthlessly marching into her pack looking for his mate. Usually when the Alpha visited Eva would hide but before she could her wrist was caught by a rough hand. © Interastral 2015 All Rights Reserved

!!(Slow Updates)!! He's strong and can strike fear into the hearts of anyone. She's weak and scared easily. Nobody tells him what to do. She follows orders without complaint. He's an overpowered, hybrid, monster of a man. She's a tiny, shiftless, omega of a wolf. But they do have one thing in common. They're mates. But is that all true? In a world of evil, of cruelty, violence and deception, a monster lives. In a world of torture, of pain and of suffering, a little wolf lives. In a world of hidden secrets, ice, and ancient metal, the little wolf and the monster find each other. Then begins the chaos.

I love him. It's as simple as that. Three words. Three syllables. Eight Letters, two spaces and my whole heart. I would say it a million times if it would make him love me, I am in love with Daniel Reed, the Alpha of the Dusk Killers Pack. I am in love with his every curve, edge and mark. I fell in love with his smile, his laugh, and even his smirk. I may not be in love with him by choice since we are mates. But I would have loved him even if we weren't, and I actually think I did. My name is Evelyn Owens. Daughter of no one. Luna of no one. Lover of no one. Her name is Martha Hale. Daughter of two. Luna of the Dusk Killers Pack. Lover of Daniel Reed. All because he chose her.

You and me and the devil make three...

My heart held so much hate, the ugly emotion rooted itself deeply into my soul. It grew, and grew till it was all that I am. The sadness, sorrow, and dejection fed the ugly emotion, and transformed me into a person that I no longer knew. Uprooting this ugly emotion, will tear up my very core.