"I don't want you to mark me" I said quickly. "Why?" he asked me, his tone seemed calm but i knew he was far from it. "I have a commitment towards my pack" I told him, hoping he'll understand but to my astonishment his eyes were dark now and he held his palms in a tight fist. "You are my mate Templar, you belong to my pack" he said in a condescending tone. My blood boiled at the tone he was using with me. Nobody talks to me like that. Nobody. "Do not use that tone with me, Everett. You are not my Alpha, I respond to-" none, i was about to say, but had to bite my tongue to change that. I was not ready to tell him that I'm the sole White Shifter, not ready to tell him I'm The Alpha of my pack. So i lied, again.

"Do you really want me, all of me? I'm not like other werewolves or vampires. I can't mark you, I can't fully shift into wolf form, I have a beast inside of me, Genevieve. Is that what you really want?" *****Best Ranking: #1 Vampire 5/13/2015 **** ((ROUGH DRAFT))

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.

O que faria se descobrisse que o sangue que corre em suas veias é a diferença entre salvar e destruir a raça humana? Yeva pensava que o azar regia a sua vida e que estava destinada a ficar sozinha para sempre. Afinal, o que mais explicaria as tragédias que acometeram todos os seus conhecidos? Ela estava determinada a permanecer solitária quando deixou seu país e começou a viajar pelo mundo. Foi surpreendida, porém, ao ser atacada por um grupo de criaturas que pensava ser apenas uma fantasia e ficou ainda mais surpresa ao ser resgatada por dois irmãos completamente diferentes, não apenas na personalidade, mas um deles era uma daquelas criaturas místicas. Depois do encontro desastroso, Yeva ficou sem saber o que era pior: os dois homens a seguindo por toda parte, o cheiro diferente que sentia no irmão vampiro ou o que eles tinham dito sobre o seu sangue. Poderia ser verdade que ela era especial? Ou era mentira que aquilo que seu coração bombeava para o seu corpo era tão raro quanto um arco-íris lunar? *Como avisei, estou revisando e repostando os capítulos com mudanças significativas na história, espero que me apoiem e não se sintam ofendidos se eu demorar um pouco pra postar, já que estou fazendo o mesmo com meus outros livros ;)

[Completed] Elysia's life is turned upside-down when she's abducted by supernatural creatures with demonic eyes and threatening fangs. What's worse is she has no idea what it is they want from her, except that it has something to do with a side of her that she's never known. The chances of Elysia getting out alive are slim, but perhaps with a bit of luck and a lot of bravery she can escape with more than just her life. Excerpt: ''What trick is this?'' The creature asked, but it didn't sound like a vicious question. He sounded... confused. When I didn't answer, he appeared in front of me, snatching my face in his hand once more and growling. ''What is that on your back?'' ''I don't know,'' I blindly answered, but corrected myself quickly when his grip tightened dangerously, ''It's a birth mark, the doctors called it a... a Lichtenberg figure. My mother said I was born with it, I swear it, even though it's usually what happens when you survive being struck-'' ''-by lightning.'' All Rights Reserved © 2014 {{Warning: Some scenes may be unsuitable for audiences below the age of 15 and offensive to those of all ages. Read at your own risk.}} Highest Ranking: Vampire #1, Teen Fiction #4 A Wattpad Featured Novel