Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

BOOK ONE- To those who've Got My Six. You know who you are. Previously known as Judges... ________________ Max, Ivan, Lilly, and Edward come from completely different lives. Max is a paranoid schizophrenic, Ivan ran away from home.. Lilly and her brother Alex are attacked and almost killed. Edward is a depressed school boy. But when they're all kidnapped by a blood sucking vampire, they will have to work together to survive. In the vampire's hell, they are The Forsaken- Will they ever escape?

"Karma..." He muttered. I looked over at him as he smiled to himself. "Is a bitch. And so are you!" I joked. Aiden glanced up at me and glared before he smashed a spoonful of ice cream onto my face, rubbing cheek to cheek, down to my chin then up to my forehead. I just sat there, paralyzed. "Try calling me that again." He joked back, leaning forward so our faces were a few inches apart. I huffed, grabbed a napkin to wipe my face off. Only to fake him out so it seemed I wasn't going to strike. But when he wasn't paying attention, I flung a spoonful of ice cream onto his face. It hit him on the nose and eye. I broke out laughing, moaning lightly as my ribs protested in pain. But it was too funny. Aiden took the ice cream in his mouth when it slid down to his lips. "Hmmm. Cookie dough." His eyes gleamed with lust and humor. "You look handsome with ice cream on your face!" I giggled, reaching over to clean it. He stayed still, obviously liking my actions as he purred again. Summer had a dream: To major in photography and travel around the world with her sister. Problem? She has an abusive father that won't give her up for the live of him. And when she meets Aiden, the leader of a pack sworn to kill rouges(which Summer and her family are) and becomes his mate, the trouble doubles. In love, what will Summer do? Stay tuned.

Highest ranking #692 in Science Fiction "DON'T LOOK BACK" I flinched as Aslynne screamed in my mind; she was my wolf my last friend so I listened and ran not looking back. I ran till my leg was slashed by another animal which I'm guessing is another wolf though I didn't get to look at it before I blacked out. . . . . I woke up with my body in someones arms as I tried to move I groaned in pain; whoever this person is he is strong and running top speed screaming something about getting his mate to the pack hospital. Who ever his mate is must be the Luna because the power radiating off him clearly shows he is an Alpha. As I looked up at him he looked down at me with pure fear in his eyes . "Mate keep your eyes open and on me DO NOT SHUT YOUR EYES!" I flinched at his words and hid into arms trying to hide my body in his. "Sorry little Mate I don't want to lose you I'm Kacen your mate little one hold on we are almost there" I feel my eyelids getting droopy and starting to close. "No come on little one almost there one more minute." I felt my body be set down and I'm guessing it was Kacen whispering in my ear it's okay to shut my eyes and I drifted into the abyss of comforting darkness once again.

"How do you know my name?" I asked. "What makes me so special?" "You'll come to understand all about who you are in no time," he muttered, pushing himself against my body. "Understand that I do this with respect." Do what? What did he plan to do? He smirked at me, showing his teeth. His once even teeth weren't the same anymore. Two had popped and grown further than the others, the moonlight glinting off of them. "We shall speak soon," he whispered. "Very soon." The man pressed his lips to my neck, a sharp pain spreading from the place he had bitten. I started to feel drowsy, my head buzzing. Trying to stand straight, I felt myself fall into the man's arms. He pulled away from my neck, catching me in his arms. I tried to form words, but nothing came out. "Let go," the man spoke softly, caressing my forehead. "Forget your worries." As though my brain was obeying him, I felt myself lose consciousness. The last thing I remembered was falling and crashing into this male's arms.

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.

A hundred and seventeen years ago, a demon offered a girl who was on the verge of death a deal. Having no other choices, she accepted and gained an almost immortal body. It was only when she got it that she discovered that immortality is nothing but solitude. For more than a century, she's been searching for clues to find him again, hoping that he can undo the deal. What will happen when she finds out the truth behind the deal? And will she fulfil her part of the deal?