Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf | A Featured Wattpad Novel Her mate didn't want her, so the Alpha King claimed her. WARNING: multiple chapters are PRIVATE, meaning you must be a follower to read. Book One of the Broken Crown Series <><> "Zion is a breath of fresh air amongst the midst of werewolf stories... With no doubt, a twisting element of surprise awaits us all." -sayonaratui "I wish I could erase my memory and read this over and over again" -Ivona1950 <><> WARNING: MATURE, SEXUAL ELEMENTS, LANGUAGE, & DARK ELEMENTS

CHAPTER 1: I was in the park one day walking my dog, Charlotte. It wasn't any extraordinary day, it wasn't a day one would consider special, or a holiday. Taking Charlotte on walks was basically the only thing that made me happy. It took my mind off of things. As we were walking by the sand volleyball court, i zoned out, i went into my own world. Then all of a sudden i fell to the ground. I had no earthly idea of what just happened. Then i heard a voice. "Oh my gosh! I am so so so sorry! I didn't see you there!" A hand reached put in front of me to help me up. I grabbed it as a struggled to free myself from the grip of the ground. Then I saw his face. His eyes were brown, dreamy. His smile glowed. The only think was "wow". "I'm so sorry!!", he said "My name is Dylan... Dauzat. Dylan Dauzat." "It's okay!", I replied "My name is Alyssa Janssen. Nice to meet you!"

16 year old Selena Rose was just an average girl until one night when she decided to make a YouTube video. Her Videos got a great reaction and she was know all across the country. One day, she got an email from the one and only Dylan Dauzat craving to make a video with her. Will this video be the start of something great for the two teens, or will the stress of being social media famous come between them?

Deep in my heart and over the moon In pits of my soul and counting stars Deep in my bussom and heels over head In the thoughts that I think before I go to bed In all the words that would never be said and beneath the trees I hope that you still think of me Because Deep in my heart, you are still my moon And I'm head over heels in love with you

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

Emma van der Bilt is clever, snarky, and spoiled rotten. William Knight is cocky, impatient, and slightly dimwitted. So how exactly did Will manage to kidnap Emma and her best friend twice and live to talk about it? *** "What the hell-" I screeched. "Good morning, sunshine." I looked up in alarm and saw the smirking face of my kidnapper. His face would have made me a lot angrier had it not been terribly swollen, thanks to yours truly. "I'd say good morning, but judging by the boner on your face, I'd say you weren't having such a good morning." His self-satisfied smirk fell almost instantly, and his partner-in-crime laughed out loud from the driver's seat. "Actually," he said, "I'm having a pretty good morning. My luck's about to change. You wanna know why?" I didn't answer. "I'll tell you why. I've successfully kidnapped the daughter of one of the richest men in the country." "Don't start counting your lucky stars just yet. This isn't over yet," I snapped. "Isn't it?" he asked, raising the eyebrow above his good eye. His other one remained in a permanent squint, and it made it kind of hard to take him seriously. "I'm not the one who's naked and tied up in a stranger's back seat." I glanced down at myself and noticed for the first time that I was in my bra and panties. Honestly, I was kind of relieved. When he'd said "naked," I'd assumed he meant birthday-suit naked, not half-naked. *** Warning: Rated PG-13 for sexual content and language. Mostly language. I have a colorful vocabulary.