Indie is a college student, born and raised in Delaware and trying to find a new life in the small town of Whiteoak, Colorado. She is intelligent, witty and keeps to herself. She may sound average, but she's far from it. With the curse of telepathy, the voices of others thoughts she hears around her never seem to stop, causing her to isolate herself from those around her. When she moves to the small town, she expects everything to be normal - she will finish her schooling, work in a cliché diner, and live her life as planned. However, when Indie meets Thaddeus, everything changes. He is strong, mighty, angry, and notorious for his ruthlessness. Although he never yearned for a mate, Indie's charismatic aura was much too strong to ignore. Indie's stubbornness is as tough as a padlock, but Thaddeus is determined to break in. *pictures used are not mine, no copyright intended *wonderful cover by: xxarachnidxx *inspired heavily by True Blood *story mentions some topics that may be disturbing/ triggering to others: sexuality, self-harm, graphic violence, and adult language. highest ranking: #1 in YOUNG ADULT #17 in ROMANCE #1 in STRENGTH #1 in WEREWOLF #2 in SUPERNATURAL

The black wolf looked towards me after I gasped and his piercing green eyes stared into my bright blue ones. It felt as if time had stopped, and that the only people in the field were him and me. After what seemed like an eternity, I saw him shift back and then whisper, "Mine." ****** Started on 6/22/2016, Completed on 2/22/2017 Highest Rank- #16 in Werewolf on 9/25/2016

Arabella Pines is the sweetest person anybody will ever meet. She is selfless and is all ways thinking about others. She is not only rich in kindness, but in beauty. And just like other she-wolves in her pack, Arabella cannot wait to meet her mate. She has wished upon every star, and has prayed to the Moon Goddess to grant her only wish. What she doesn't know is that her wish would come true, and it will be a brutal sight. Xander Black, the Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack. He feeds off fear, loves to kill, and is a cold hearted beast. He has never wished for a mate, for him they are a sign of weakness. He has stopped loving a long time ago. Xander plans to take over his neighboring pack that night, the Snow Moon Pack. But what he doesn't know is that a special someone is waiting their for him. ---------------------------------------------------------- "Please," I beg, "Just please let me go." A thunderous growl ripples in his throat. He ignores me and drags me deeper into the woods the opposite to his campsite. A faze of confusion passes over me as he drags me the other way. I know there is no use struggling but I continue to do it anyways. His muscular hand still holds a tight grip on me, as if I effect him in no way whatsoever. Suddenly he stops walking and I am harshly shoved against a tree. Pain shoots up my spine and a whimper escapes my lips. Tears roll down my face, and I realize that their is no use in begging. There is no escape. The monster holding me up harshly against the tree is not just any man, this monster is my mate.