Jasmine is a depressed, stubborn slave girl who began hating her life the minute her teenage lover left her. The day he broke up with her, she was kidnapped and sold into slavery. After a few years in slavery she gets sold to the cruelest she's ever been sold to. He has a reputation for beating his slaves and he hurts her, determined to bend her to his will. Blake Rider. He's a cold-hearted, and cruel vampire who despises humans. Will Jasmine be able to change his heart? Will these two eventually find love? Or will they both fight it every step of the way? Perhaps other factors will affect the outcome of their future.

Alpha Cross of the Macabre Pack was a ruthless killer. He was known for leaving pack after pack in a bloodbath with not a single survivor in sight. A cold blooded killer with no feelings of remorse, pity, or grief whatsoever, Alpha Cross is someone no woman could ever hope to love... But of course, like all werewolves, he was destined to have a mate. Elair Richelieu, daughter of the beloved Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack is a fierce woman. Shrouded in mystery, Elair has survived the worst of the worst, most of which she cannot remember. Convinced by her duties Elair lived as a leader to her pack and her squadron, a mysterious group in which she grew up. But Fate had other plans... They were each others' mates. But there was one little issue... Elair can't feel their bond. Together, the two struggle in a relationship in which dominance is a power struggle. ****** The Alpha walks towards me and I raise an eyebrow. When he gets to point where our distance reduced to about half a meter in front of me I drop from the desk and stand up. "Whoa, there cowboy." I say as I hold my hands up. My jaw drops when I realize what he's actually trying to say. "Hold up. Are you saying I'm your mate? Because, well, I don't... uh... How do I put this simply... I don't feel you... Bro." I say as I dodge him and his disgusting stalker-ish approach of walking towards me. "You seem to think that you have a choice." The Alpha says to me with a smirk and I roll my eyes. "And you seem to think I give a shït." ------ Highest Ranking: #1 Werewolf Warning: This is INCOMPLETE. After its publication in 2016 the last ELEVEN chapters were taken down due to copyright. So if you wanna read up to 24, go for it. Get it on Amazon here: https://goo.gl/c9R2F2

"Morelia..." She moaned my name, "Please...." And I let her come relentlessly, gasping my name. She didn't finish when I plunged the knife into her stomach, her warm, rich blood coating my hands.

A girl and her brother named Paisley and Mark running away city by city, state by state. Both avoiding the same thing, a dangerous person that wants nothing but their blood. Blaine the heir to the throne of the alpha king is one of the toughest werewolf alive and is Paisley's mate loving her instantly. Paisley on the other hand can't get close to Blaine for fear of him getting hurt from her past. What happens when it is time for Paisley to move again because of her old alpha, Miles, wants her dead. How does Paisley cope knowing that she can never get close to Blaine with him inches away from her. What about Miles, does he kill her before Blaine and Paisley can even get close? (I'm not good at introductions but give it a chance? Please) Cover made by:shanniin

Scarlet was raised to lead and protect. But he was something no man could stop - a monster. In a story where fate is a curse, she can't escape a future defined by the Moon. He can't stop the consequences. He can't change the past. She can't forget it. It comes back. It haunts. It kills.

Cursed with the chains of an empath insight and vivid dreams, Willow Haywood has learned to live her life on the defense. Her world shatters when an ominous figure in her dreams leaves behind an omen that follows her into her waking hours. As Willow learns the beautifully dark secrets of her life she has no choice but to flee to unknown dimensions. Secrets, lore, and the one made of her soul await her. Haunting lives of the past beckon her due. This isn't the love story you know...

**SAMPLE ONLY** Previously known as His Queen. Highest ranking : #1 in Werewolf (26/12/2015) Note : Please refer inside for the full summary. ❝Every king needs his queen.❞ Every pack has its own tradition. For the Golden Moon pack, it is no different either. Every year, every unmated male werewolf would travel around the world in order to find their other half; their soulmates. All, except for Darius King. As the 'heartless' Alpha of the Golden Moon and the blood Alpha, his is the only name that sends shivers down his enemies' spines whenever they thought about him. In his opinion, the tradition is nothing but a perfect opportunity for other packs to attack his while most of the male wolves are not around, or so he reckons. Little did he know that his decision would lead him to his mate who crashed into his territory; literally. ♛ Please do not leave any hate/self-promoting comments! Thank you! (:

"Are you stalking me?" I purred, teasingly. The wolf began to tremble, and then it changed into six foot five worth of sexy, muscled man. My eyes explored his body for a long moment before coming to rest on his smirking face. "You could say that," he said, and his voice awakened something deep inside me. I stepped closer to him, unable to look away from his perfectly crafted body. "My eyes are up here, Princess." I stepped even closer, giving him my own smug smirk. "I know. Just thought it wouldn't be fair unless I returned the favour." * When a powerful pack attack Violet's home, she runs away with her brother Jon. They run too far, onto another pack's territory, and must make the decision of joining the pack or fighting to the death with the pack's Alpha, Jasper. Jon, who values his life, does not want to be part of the pack and instantly dislikes Jasper, but what he doesn't realise is that there is a possibility that the Alpha may just be Violet's mate.

She was sweet, innocent and a typical teenager. He was evil, dangerous and a sadist. Psychotic Love. An unhealthy obsession for someone, they're constantly on their mind and they would do anything psychotic and crazy just to keep this person in their life.

psy·chot·ic sīˈkädik/ adjective 1. of, denoting, or suffering from a psychosis. "a psychotic disturbance"