She was mine long before she knew it. I had been raised in shadows, in a world where power was survival and choice was an illusion. But then there was her. She slipped into my life unexpectedly and defiantly, her eyes too bright for a town like this one. She was unafraid of what lay beneath the surface, thinking she could walk away and resist the pull. But every step she took only bound her tighter to me. She was delicate but stubborn, fierce enough to face what others ran from, even if she didn't fully see it yet. She was the only thing I had ever chosen. I would break anything to keep her, everything, even her illusions of freedom. Because in a world that offered no choices, she became my one certainty. I will carve that truth into the world, with blood, if I have to. R. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

What do you do when a child is born more wolf than human? Most packs kill them to prevent them from becoming unhinged and slaughtering the pack. For the Beta couple of the Warton Pack they couldn't kill their child. Instead they kept her and worked to ensure her wolf wasn't stronger than the human. Mora Thorne has been training since she could walk. Her wolf is feral and she constantly struggles with normal human emotions. She understands the basics only, eat, hunt, kill and protect. She uses this to ensure she does not turn and kill her pack. She uses that protective instinct she knows so well to keep from turning against those who raised her. What happens when their pack is the host for the annual warrior tournament? What happens when the council gets involved and other Alphas? Add in some jealousy, mates and lust and you have the ingredients for the perfect storm.

Sadie Kingston, a shy, quiet, noble, soft-hearted soul stuck within the shifter world. A human amongst a people governed entirely by their animal instincts. This sweet, innocent woman is thrown into the thick of things, when a negotiation with the rising power of the land goes awry. Unexpectedly taken as a glorified hostage, she finds herself in a sticky predicament with an entirely too delicious for his own good, Balthazar. A man renowned for his bloodthirsty demeanor. Balthazar, a name that sends even the strongest men scurrying in terror. The new ruler over the barbaric and brutal shifters of the mountains, one of the few polar bear/lion hybrids to make it to adulthood, he is rumored to be an astoundingly savage and brutal shifter. A shifter ferocious and dangerous enough to take on an army by himself and is cold-blooded and heartless; a master at murder.

Book One of the Downworlder Series ~~~~~~~~~~~ Do you know what it feels like to have your current reality torn from your grasp and a new one shoved in its place? Neither did Sutton Kendrick. Sutton had lived on Haven her entire life, floating above earth and the beasts that inhabited it. They were strange creatures. Half beast, half human. They were animals as far as she was concerned. Haven was safe. It was for the preservation of the purity of the human bloodlines. However Sutton's reality ends when after her eighteen birthday she discovers she has a beast of her own under her skin. Her world ends in a night of pain and the bang of a gavel because she is no longer human. No longer pure. She is thrown to the wolves. Her life changing in an instant. She has to learn how to survive, how to run, and how to live on a planet that is hellbent on devouring her whole because those that go to the downworld never return.

His blank face was devoid of any emotion, his green cold eyes were taking me in. "Don't run, Callida, I'll catch you", his smooth but manly voice warned. Callida is a human girl living in the harsh world of Desa. Destiny has bound her to Gaisgeil, the cold and cruel ruler of this world. Will she accept the bond? Once upon a time the earth was warm and humans lived a comfortable life. Now the earth is cold, new creatures rule on the remains of humans. Callida knows, somewhere in a mysterious past, humans were the rulers of this world. What changed? Why are humans now at the end of the food chain? She has one aim: to reveal the secrets of this new world, where strength is the only valuable currency.

Being in the army was difficult, to begin with. Being an army medic and surgeon was even harder. Being the only human where I am stationed is probably the hardest thing in the world. Most of the people there didn't like me because I was human. The werewolf, vampires, witches, and warlocks didn't take me seriously at all at first. Until they realized I would do anything for them. Humans weren't very happy about the takeover, but when only 30% of the population is actually human you don't get a lot of say. I didn't want a mate for that reason I got rid of my scent, but touch would break that. If my mate touched me even if it was just to brush past me he would notice. I was crossing my fingers that I didn't have a mate, unfortunately, that wasn't the case. Highest Rank: #2 in Werewolf 12/23/17

Ri likes a quiet life, without drama, and certainly without all that mate crap that the world seems to revolve around. To her exasperation, it seems to be all anyone cares about, looking for, finding and then claiming their mate. Well, that won't be her. She has a secret. She has managed to suppress her scent, so her mate can never find her. She has other plans and they don't involve having her head and heart messed up by hormones and matehood. Because she knows who her mate is. Damian, warrior and son of the Clan leader. Her friend. And if he ever finds out...

"Our love is like his tattoos... beautiful and sometimes painful." ************************************ [BOOK ONE COMPLETED] ***WARNING: This story contains content for mature readers! Tat2oos (book 2) is up on my profile now!

"Your mine" he growled into my ear pinning me against the wall proceeding to crash his lips to mine and then what do I do? I kiss the jerk back. Kit is taken away from her life and brought to the institute by the vampire in charge Master Callum. Vampires are supposed to sustain off human blood but its against vampire law since vampires self control was taken from them over two hundred years ago. Callum has found his way around that law with an institute full of humans but are they still human anymore? Kit finds herself in the middle of two different sides of vampires, slowly learning about vampire history and the prophecy that they won't tell her about. The worst of it is she can't stand Callum but can't stand to be away from him.....life at the institute just keeps getting better.