Highest rank: #1 in werewolf on 07/14/2016 lycans, soulless monsters born of divine wrath, Zeus created them for destruction. Born half-human, half-wolf, these creatures are cursed to live in torment. But Selena granted them a glimmer of hope in the form of mates. Bianca, exiled from her pack, confronts unspeakable horrors. Little does she know that her fate is intricately tied to the future king of the werewolves and Lycan, unlike anything she's ever met. As their destinies collide, a menacing evil looms in the shadows, threatening to engulf not only their love but also the very future of their kind. TW: This contains BRIEF mentions of abuse, rape, and mentions of graphic torture. .............. This book was initially published in 2016 and is undergoing a rewrite. I do not allow my work to be used or adapted in any way without my permission.

"NO!" I pull at his hand, trying to restrain it from hitting the glass. He can't break it! "Please, don't!" I cry out, only to be thrown across the room, my body colliding with the wall. My only way home, my only chance to see the world I love and know. And just like that, his fist collides with the mirror, the glass shattering to the ground as I scream. Tears begin to fall as I scream at him, watching as he approaches me like a predator, his hands bloody, his eyes turning black. I'm trapped here, forever. And he couldn't be more happy.

Rather than cold, the word lonely suits him better. His cynical smile, his eyes - they all look empty. It was like he was tired of everything; traditions, the world, fate. I turned to face him and asked for his name. He only answered, "Noah", as if understanding my reason for questioning. As he opened his mouth to announce that my time is up, we both froze and stared at each other incredulously. It seemed that the world was keen to make a plot twist in my ending story and the empty pages of his life to pair us up as destined mates. His face was torn in between shock, joy and terror. He called out my name and reached out for me, to pull me away from the cliff of my supposedly destined place of death. It pained me to see him that way, so afraid and hopeful, but it pained me more to even imagine a life with a sadistic mate like him. So I jumped, into the dark abyss of death, away from the terrors of my mate.

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"I won't be the same. I've changed. I won't be the girl who falls head over heels for him after years of him ignoring me," I state, watching as she moves across the room. "I've put him behind me and I hope he has as well." If only I knew those words were nothing but a lie I would tell myself day after day. After all, how could I forget my first love: the boy who left me and ignored me years ago. The boy who was not as he seemed. The Alpha who was unbreakable...yet I broke him.

"Helena, I know you are in here." I stopped breathing. Do not breathe. Do not breathe, I chanted to myself. I listened very hard for a sound as to where he was. There. To my left. I heard a faint click. I turned my head very, very slowly. There was nothing there. Had I hallucinated? It wouldn't be the first time I thought. I moved my eyes around the space but only saw darkness. Relieved I made a small sound. Big mistake. I tried my hardest not to scream as his dark figure landed in front of me. His back to me, he stood in front of the window, where the moonlight streamed in and made a soft glow around his lean, slightly muscled body. I saw his shoulders lift as he inhaled. I held my breath and prayed he didn't turn around. My prayers were not answered. As he slowly turned around, I saw on his face, the seductive smile he had. He looked at me with a slightly mocking expression in his eyes as he started towards me. "Why did you run away? Hmm?" he purred as he neared me and grabbed my wrist, "Why would you run away from your dear husband? Why would you little Helena?" He smirked a cruel smile that showed his teeth. His dark eyes seemed to look into my mind and see every secret that I held inside. He looked me up and down, then licked his lips. I looked into his eyes and saw an expression of contained hunger. My conscious was yelling at me to run but my legs wouldn't move. I stood frozen, mesmerized by his dark, pupil-less eyes. "Do you know what I am Helena?" he asked softly. I just looked at him, even though I knew. I knew he was not of this world. Not even of this dimension. He was something entirely different. He smiled that vicious smile and bent down towards my lips.

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

Werewolves have ruled Earth since 2460, when they won the fourth World War. Vasilisa, Sil, is a human. Malcolm is the Alpha King of the entire Earth, with everyone obeying his rules with by just using one of his fingers. Sil has been a slave working in the Royal Werewolf Castle ever since she was 8, when she witnessed the Alpha King decapitate her parents. She hates werewolves, especially the King. Malcolm hates humans. When Sil finds out King Malcolm is her mate, she is taken to his chambers, Malcolm begging her for forgiveness. Vasilisa denies his apology, and becomes even more afraid of him. Will Malcolm be able to win Vasilisa over, or will he only become the first mateless Alpha King?

[ARCHIVED 2018] "Why are you so obsessed with me?" I asked his dark silhouette. My bottom lip quivered as he turned around to face me. The hair on the back of my neck rised in anticipation as he scanned me. He took a few steps closer. I shivered as his fingers touched my collarbone. I let out an uneven breath as his fingers began to trail down up my neck. "You're the woman that was made for me, you belong to me." He paused and wrapped his hand in cup motion behind my neck hoisting me towards him. "You're mine." I darted my eyes up to his and I closed my eyes. "Then why are you doing this to me?" I asked in exhaustion. I felt his hand grip my forearm tightly and I let out a choked up gasp. "P-Please..." I whimpered. "You wouldn't love me otherwise." He paused. "You're too good for me and I can't lose you." His hands gripped at my waist bringing him closer to me. "I need to make sure I know what you do.." He began. "Where you do it, how you do it-every little thing you do I need to know." He ended at a stern note. "You're mine...you're my obsession." He whispered pushing me back to fall onto the floor. "Learn that and I won't have to teach you."

When Katherine LaFlamme is summoned home by her father, the Alpha of the North American wolf pack, she drops everything and answers the call. Despite her desire to experience the human world before she settles down, Katherine is fiercely loyal and, as her parent's first born and the pack's best tracker, she's an essential part of the family. There's trouble at home; a hunter has invaded their territory and murdered several of their kind and a rogue wolf has been stalking the female members of the LaFlamme family. To make matters worse, a secondary claim to the Alphaship of North America has risen, setting the entire pack on edge. Then Katherine meets a sexy mysterious sexy wolf named Quinn things begin to get interesting... and very deadly. Katherine and Quinn are swept up in a puzzle of ancient rites, prophecies, and mythic lore which reveals that there's more to both Quinn and Katherine than meets the eye.