Chelsea Delaney. That's my name. It didn't take me very long to find my mate, but it's not all it's cracked up to be. People say he's incapable of love, incapable of remorse, incapable of good. He has a very dark character. But he's mine, my very own dark mate.

A world on the verge of a vampire apocalypse and a werecat has been remembered by an elusive god. All of this is unknown to Victoria, a girl mercilessly bullied for her purple eyes, but she finds herself caught up in all of it when one day a strange boy called Flame walks into her classroom. Victoria longed for days of adventure and escape from the real world, but what if the real world is actually a better place? Does having purple eyes mean you're destined to be different? Before the Hotel: Book 1

( WARNING I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS LIKE 12 READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ) Sadness.Hate.Anger.Pain. That's all the feeling Maria feels. Her pack abuses her mentally and physically all because she transforms into a cat and not a big bad wolf. There are a few werecats and all say there weaker then omegas and humans but what happens when all werecats transform into something fiercer,faster, stronger and a lot more meaner then wolfs what happens when they turn into bigger cats like tigers,cheetahs,and lions? Maria is a 17 year old werecat. Like all werecats she gets treated like crap from her own pack. But what happens one day when she starts healing faster looking more beautiful and starts getting stronger? And what happens when the person she is suppose to love for life rejects her and she finally has enough and snaps. Xavier is the 17 year old Alpha of the Midnight Moon pack. He has been waiting for his 18 birthday so he can find his mate. On the day of his 18 birthday he finds out his mate is a weak pathetic werecat so he does the only thing he thinks of and rejects her but what Xavier doesn't know is that she is very special and quite strong. ( SECOND BOOK CONTINUED BY @Fuxkingfantastic )

"Now you listen, little red. You are mine. You belong to me! You are not leaving my side. I have waited too long for you and now that I have you, I'm not letting you slip through my fingers. Understood?" He growled. I smirked. "Over my undead body." *Currently Editing*

My first mistake had been re-noticing people in my classes, if I hadn't done that; I wouldn't have re-noticed Tristan Everdeen. I should have known that the moment I had become entranced in those eyes of his-silver, deep, contemplative-that things never would be the same. But of course, I didn't. Because since when does life let you off the hook and just allow you to know those kind of things? *NOTE: This story was written when I was much younger and doesn't reflect my current views on healthy relationships. There are also errors that should be fixed with an edit run-through but I don't currently have the time to do what would basically be a complete rewrite of the book. If this still is good with you, thank you for the support on my story!*

Every Halloween Ellie and her friends attempt to summon the devil, and this time it’s her turn, she had seen all of her friends do it before and he never appeared. She thought it was a stupid old tale, she didn’t believe in the supernatural, but he does exist and he’s coming for her, and it’s not just her soul he wants anymore.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Preview only. This story will be update on Radish. Rejected by his parents because of his sexuality, Tyler flees to an abandoned house owned by his family in the country. There, Tyler discovers the presence of a cat he has appropriately named 'The Black Devil'. But this cat is not ordinary cat and Tyler is about to find out things are going to get a whole lot more complicated. Lannor is not your average cat, he's not even from the planet. Sent to earth by his mother to understand what love truely means, Lannor stuggles through the many years. Losing those he loves, until he meets Tyler does Lannor realize what was missing from his life. Cover by EJ Kellen.

Roxie has always had bad luck. She was probably the most unlucky she wolf in her pack. It shouldn't have come as a surprise that her mate is the one creature that werewolves hate the most in the entire world--a vampire.