I , Calum Thomas Hood , alpha of the blood moon pack , reject you Catherine Pacifica Winter , the slave of my pack as my mate." as he was rejecting me I fell down to my knees and felt the pain in my chest , it's like getting stab by a thousand needles but no threads to sew them back. ************************ Hi my name is Catherine Pacifica Winter and I'm 17 years old , I'm in the blood moon pack who's alpha is Calum Thomas Hood. everyone who knows him feel threaten by his presence, he is the cruelest man alive. Other people might say that his doing the werewolf community a favor by being the new king. I don't really know why but I don't think his doing the werewolf community a favor he is mean and vicious, but they say that alpha Calum is not alway mean, he once had a smile on his face when he was younger that was until the rouges killed his parents. but blaming the slaves of his pack is not right. And plus " I AM NOT AN OMEGA." The other werewolf don't know this yet but not all the royals have been burn by the great fire the rouges has done, there are still three that remains and I Catherine Pacifica Winter am one of the last warrior princesses *********************** A/n hey guys I hope that you would read this book I will try not to disappoint you don't forget to VOTE, COMMENT AND SHAREEEE....... iam soo excited for this :))

*WATTPAD FEATURED & HOT STORY* (Completed) My grandfather had once told me that life was an unpredictable beast-one moment calm with a full belly and heavy eyes, and the next, digging its paws in the dirt, snarling just before it took down its next victim. Until recently, I would argue with that notion, listing all the reasons why my life was as predictable as the tides coming and going. While I listened, I was young and never put much thought into a lot of the things my grandfather told me, but all that changed when the Hunters moved back to Sandpoint. More specifically, Wes Hunter. That was when the impossible became possible and the predictable became unpredictable. As Abigail Rose looked down on her new world, she couldn't deny the things she had seen and all the things she had learned. There were days she wished she could go back to her old life, but she had changed. Evolved. She was no longer a love-struck seventeen year old. She was a chosen leader and her path was undeniable. The black and white was fading to gray, and the only thing between mortals and immortals was her. "Dani Hart's compelling writing style had me hooked from start to finish. I read this book and I am already hanging out for the sequel! This is one of those books that I could gush on about for ages so let me just say that I highly recommend this book to everyone that loves YA- it's definitely a must read!" ~Land of Literature "Midnight Rose is addicting and so good. It's a start of a new world, with so much going on. Author Dani Hart tells the story so beautifully, with teases of so many things, that's to come. As she gives us bits of pieces of what we can look forward to, I was left so excited for the next installment of the Midnight Series." ~Four Chicks Flipping Pages All Rights Reserved

Everybody knows Rose is a a weak nerd. Everybody in school that is, but she has a secret one that no one can know. What happens if a certain bad boy finds out. Will she be able to keep her secret, and her temper.

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper

I was told become someone, told to be someone to make people proud. Who I was, only made some people proud. Who I was, wasn’t me, it was someone else. Let me explain. “Move off nerd” “Go to your own planet geek” “You don’t belong here yah freak” These were a fraction of the words I heard. My regular schedule was… 1. Go to school 2. Be pushed, shoved 3. Enter class 4. Be scared 5. Be pushed and shoved again 6. Exit School 7. Cry in your room Even though these things happened, I still had other people there, people who loved and cared for me, but it didn’t help. I was constantly bullied for being someone I wasn’t. I wished I could change but what would that do, nothing, simply nothing. A couple of months later, I traveled to the Philippines. I visited my cousin Betchai and her son Mateo. I loved them to death and they loved me back. Teo was simply adorable. I couldn’t believe how happy Be and her son were after what had happened to them. What happened to them? A stupid bastard that got Be pregnant got away the day Teo was born. I wished he would burn in hell. Anyway, because of her fighting and how she worked hard for child’s wellbeing inspired me to show my colors. One day, I went to the barber and cut my hair. Not trim, I cut my long hair all the way to my earlobes. I had on shaved side (with hair of course) and one bobbed-liked side on my head. It was a different hair-cut but I liked it. Weird yet, stylish. I slowly started to change. I changed my attitude, my style, and my wardrobe until it became me. It took about a 3 months from nerd to rebel. I am still the same nice kid from middle school but with a little bit of rebelliousness.

Lunch went by pretty quickly, and we were back to classes soon enough. I'd forgotten to get a book from my locker, so I quickly went to get it. I was leaning on the locker next to mine as I quickly scanned my schedule on my locker door, when warm air fanned the side of my face. "Move." Being the excellent human being I am, I jumped out of fright, flinging the heavy calculus textbook in my hand backwards. I heard a grunt and turned to find the person behind me now hunched over as they held onto a part of their face. "Oh God! I'm so sorry!" I panicked. And then he looked up. The first thing I noticed was his short, dark hair. It looked so smooth, and I almost reached out to play with it. My eyes trailed down to his strong jaw line, down to his broad shoulders. I didn't even realize that I was biting my lip as I further inspected the Adonis before me. His arm flexed, bringing my attention to the amber eye he was now covering. It was him. Six. The most popular and dangerous guy in school. And I'd managed to injure him with my calculus textbook. I'm dead. *********** #11 Teen Fiction - 31 December 2015 #15 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015 #16 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015

"I'm fine, I swear." "Everything's good." "I'm okay." The words just slide out anytime people ask her. But in truth, quiet teen Patience Phillips is finally tired of lying....to herself, at least. Tired of the constant abuse, sick of the fear, disgusted with living as a shadow of the vibrant girl she once was. So for once, hitting her breaking point leads her down a new path: Toughen up, and serve PAYBACK. As fate would have it, opportunity comes kicking and snarling in the form of Dean Sawyer, a notorious classmate whose caustic reputation at school doesn't hold a candle to what he REALLY gets up to in the dead of night. The perplexing girl comes bulldozing into his life at the very worst time, with demands that tell him she's in way over her head. Teach her how to fight? She must be insane. He's got bigger things to worry about than this alluring little brunette, whose clearly keeping secrets. But then again, no one ever said he was known for good decisions..