It started at a party. Not one of those adolescent parties where all the kids get drunk and make cliché mistakes. Although mistakes, I did make. But No. This was a sophisticated party, held by the towns richest, most incredibly attractive family. A party I wasn't invited to. Yet, I guess gate crashing it wasn't the best idea... Being locked into a room for three hours, was not how I would have chosen to spend my saturday night. Especially if said room belonged to hands down, the most beautiful man I had ever seen. Jex Landon. The boy every girl wants to be with, and who every guy wants to be. And he then claims I'm his... mate? ...Either he's on drugs, or my life has gotten a whole lot more complicated!

Ariel Lynn Wilson isn't your popular type, she isn't a anybody but then she isn't a nerd. She is just an average high school teen. Her parents are wealthy and she is a good child. Arden Holt is the school's bad ass, he is popular but is only popular by his badness and lack of good work. So what happened? Ariel made a mistake and slept with him. When he finds out he isn't going to want to have anything to do with the baby, but could his mind change, could this baby change him for the better?

I thought I was the only one. Before I moved schools, being a wallflower with a bad case of shyness was how things were for me. My secret caused me to become socially awkward - that, and the fact that I was the only werewolf living in a human orphanage. Then he shows up. Jango Skye is demanding, possessive, and radiates dominance. He forced his way into my sheltered mind and proved to me that I wasn’t the only one out there. With that came the realisation that not only was I weak in the human society, but in the society where I belonged. I don’t stand a chance. But Jango offered me something - protection. I didn’t want it, but he has a way of getting what he wants when he wants it. Somehow, I find myself wanting it like I've never wanted anything else before. Who knows, maybe being bound to him won’t be such a bad thing.

A game of Seven Minutes in Heaven turned into my personal Hell. I didn't know the first boy I'd kiss, I'd kill. But I couldn't help it. The feeling, the power it gave me as I drained the life from his body was amazing. But when he dropped to a heap on the floor in front of me, his eyes open and unseeing, I screamed. Because one look, you're mine. One touch, I've got you under my spell. One kiss... You're dead.