Kira is a werecat. Specifically a white tiger. And even though she's the King's daughter, when all under-age shapeshifters are forced to leave their homes and move to a private boarding school to protect them from the hunters who seem obsessed with wiping out the species, her life is quickly spiralling out of control. Then she meets Aaron. Aaron is werewolf. The future Alpha of his pack. Woop-de-fucking-doo. If she thought her life was messed up before, she was so very wrong. Will they find their happily ever after? Will they overcome their pasts? And will they be able to forget the rivalry between cats and dogs? WARNING: this book contains references to self harm, suicide and other possibly triggering issues, if it is possible that these could affect you, I strongly recommend that you do not read this book. I will also mark particular chapters as triggering just in case. (This is the edited version - which isn't to say this is perfect in any way - hence why there are only a few chapters so far. If you want to read the unedited version up to where I published it, it is on my profile under the same name, although I'm not very happy with it. This version will be a lot shorter than the original would have been had I ever finished it so if it feels like things are happening too fast - sorry.)

My mom and I are werecats. My dad? He died. Why isn't my mom all depressed and suicidal? Because unlike werewolves, werecat mates don't die with each other. They live so they can take care of their children or help around the pride. Not that there are many werecats left. There are about 80 left in existence. Why only 80? Hunters and werewolves. We're not accepted. That's why we moved. My name is Nikki. I'm 17. This is my story.

Cobalt Marks is professional killer, a gun for hire. He and his partner, Ian, are both shifters; the difference is, Cobalt is a panther and Ian is a wolf. Life is pretty black and white, until Cobalt is stuck with a job he doesn't want to do - kidnapping a little girl. He soon finds out that the girl isn't so little, and there is a lot more going on than just a simple job. The girl is also a shifter, and she has a secret she has to keep at all costs. Cobalt has to choose between the job and the girl, but it's not simple. Especially when he finds that his little problem involves much more than he first realized. Will Cobalt choose to help her? Or will he close his heart and hand her over?

It's an age old struggle between cats and dogs, but we don't know the half of it. Cassie lives all alone in the hills of Arkansas. The reason? She's a werecat, an ocelot to be exact. Most humans are only aware of werewolves, which is fine with the rest of the "were" population. It makes keeping hidden easier. Cats are solitary creatures for the most part, making Cassie's cabin nestled in the forest the perfect spot for her. That is, until another werecat shows up and ruins it. Cassie lives in terror of weres because of a terrible tragedy during her childhood. But Jasper is determined to change her mind, and quick. You see, there are others on the way, and they don't have much time to prepare.

Eve is a 17 year old girl moving to a new town. Normal enough right? Except for the fact her family are werecats. Like werewolves but without the need to sniff each others bums. When she dicovers the town hides a pack of wolves you know there will be trouble, after all dog and cats don't get along.

The Alphas Crazy Panther Mate. Aubree is the alphas daughter, her pack is located in the Alaskan mountains. There pack, the snow pack is very rare because they are panthers shifters. Panthers still have mates but panthers are rare. Aubree is a white mountain panther which are very rare. She is very rare. Shen he finds his mate and she is a feisty, strong, hard headed....panther? Josh is the alphas son, he is so not full of him self, he waited for his mate, that he desperately wants to find. But when he finds her he is the exact opposite of her? What will he do to tame his panther mate?

She is a feline, a hybrid; a girl capable of shifting into a black lion, a white tiger, a cheetah and a saber tooth tiger. She's wilder, stronger and tougher than all of these felines mixed together. She does not remember her family. She has no Pride nor does she belong to one. And she's constantly on the run because of other shape shifter's and supernatural races. So, what does she do when she finds out she is the mate of the King of the Werewolf race? And when Lucifer himself tells her she is his Queen? What will she do? Will she stay with the King, with Lucifer, or with her race? *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* This is my disclaimer to the reader. This book is embarrassing to me ok. I have to edit this a lot and I haven't had the time to do so. Read at your own risk and don't bring negativity. Lots of love my sweetie. -Laura.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Life as a were-cat isn't an easy one...living amongst a pride of were-cats as the runt is unbearable. Meet Christina, a were-cat who's looked down upon by her pride because of the simple fact that she exists. Forced to be the runt of her pride, she dreams of a life on her own, running and roaming free, just to do as she pleases. Is it possible to free herself from her pride? And when she does, can she remain free, or does she have to fight her way to her freedom?