Solus is often alone. She fits her name rather well in fact, as that is the only thing she knows how to be. Drifting in between meaningless relationships, shielding herself from her family, she works to make herself as invisible as possible. Insignificant even. How could a werewolf, a social creature who craves company, and family; a pack of their own. How could a wolf like Solus possibly exist when she can do without any of those things. Years of lost hopes and fighting her demons finally catches up with her when she finds herself caught up with the one person she was sure she could try and live without. Her mate. The very person that will rip her open and see her for all she truly is. Scars and all. This is a story about healing, this is a story about pain, this is story about silent suffering, but also the destruction a painfully deep wish can bring. The wish, to not be alone, the wish to finally be loved. The wish to be whole again. Warning: Sexual Abuse, Drug Abuse, Alcohol Abuse, Trauma, Cursing, Suggestive Dialogue, talks of Depression, Suicide, and Torture. (If you keep reading passed this point, it's on you.)

Tessa was the epitome of innocence. Shy and reserved. Everything that is the opposite of her roommate. Going on a dare she decided to let loose. Just for one night. Sharing a night of passion with a random stranger, fulfilling fantasies and running the whole nine yards, with a man she doesn't even know the name of. It's completely out of character for her. Doing things that would make her sexually free roommate blush like a novice. Little does she know that now she would have to work for the man. Their relationship bleeds into every single crevice of their lives, but like Icarus, it's hard to stay away from the sun. Something so beautiful and dizzying can leave the biggest wound, and Tessa can only hope she'll survive and keep a love so great. But it can never be that easy, can it? (The mature content warning is there for a reason) (Passion Project)