Cassandra's everyday life was a nightmare. Her mom eloped with a human lover, and her dad drank himself to death. Left with a brother who doesn't give a damn about her, she has to wake up everyday, wishing she didn't. When she met her soul mate, she thought "Finally, everything's going to be fine." But everything went downhill since their meeting. The bullying intensified, and accompanied with the pain of her mate's rejection, she tries to do something she has always been contemplating to do. Suicide. But she couldn't do it. After all she's been through, she just can't kill herself. So for the sake of her wolf, she ran. Now, Cassandra belongs in a powerful, formidable pack. She has finally found family, true friends, and a boyfriend who adores her. But life doesn't always go smoothly. She has to go back to her old pack who treated her like trash and help them, be the rope in a frustrating tug of war between two stubborn alphas WHILE doing her duties as a leader. Throw in a spoiled it-girl, a one-eyed rogue, enemies who just can't seem to die, and a psychotic woman, Cassandra's life isn't as ordinary as she thought. This is a story of a woman's road to happiness; and it's one HELL of a journey. Completed: 02/23/2016 Previously titled "Run Alpha, Run" Highest Rank: #2 Werewolf 05/29/2016

Willow Paek was only seven when she lost both her parents. She's inherited a gift of seeing the dead that same day too. Ten years pass, everything seems almost normal again. Then one day, she's standing on four paws and doesn't have a clue what to do. Finding out you're a rare species called a werewolf isn't easy. No knowledge of her existence, her parents show up again. And tug her towards the state pack, where she meets someone called a mate? Scared off, and definitely clueless and wanting to run, Willow's new family is now in danger. Will she stay to fight for them, or die like her parents?

After loosing her family in a car accident and being the only survivor, Celine is adopted, seeing as she's only seventeen and taken from California to West Virginia. Her foster home is a nice welcoming environment, but here school is quite the opposite. There's secrets lurking in the school and Celine apparently isn't aloud to know any of it, but her curiosity gets the best of her and what she finds will change her life forever. _______________________________________________________________________________________

"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*

In this exciting conclusion of The Bound Trilogy, Emily is still in the clutches of those who kidnapped her. Jack is slowly losing his mind, and Leah and Devin's relationship is faltering. Through all the ups and downs of dealing with his new family's troubles, Alexander Whitesmith has to confront his past in order to move on with his future. During the search for his sister, Emily, Alexander is made aware that the mate he left all those years ago, may in fact be innocent of the charges he laid against her. In order to find out the truth he seeks her out, only to find something he never expected. Kayla Bennett is a single mother. At the age of 15 when she met her mate Alexander, she thought her world was finally starting to make sense. Now 3 years later, she is raising her 2 year old son by herself while trying to help the Council bring down an organization that spans across the country. When Alexander unexpectedly walks back into her life, can she forgive him for the way things ended? Or will her bitterness consume her and ruin what little chance she has at happiness? Will he finally listen to what really happened all those years ago? Or will Alexander's pride leave her words unheard?

For 18 year old Avery Williams, life hasn't been an easy ride. With her mom on life support, being poor which means she can't afford her mom's surgery, she has to raise her 6 year old sister Lilly by herself in their small apartment, and her dad abandoned them before Lilly was even born. But one stormy night while Avery was driving home in their old ford pickup truck, her and Lilly come across an injured fox lying in the middle of the road. She decides to pull of and help the poor fox. But after she helps it, it starts to talk. The next thing Avery knows, is that the fox is glowing and the little glow goes inside her body. With her new secret, she can shift into a fox. But the fox named, Red, told her she can't tell anyone. So now it's Avery's and Lilly's little secret. --------------------------------------- Jake Taylor is the alpha of the Southern Nightshade Pack. He's used to getting what he wants. When he comes across Avery and Lilly walking in a park, he finds out that she is his mate. And he wants her. Bad. So he does the only thing he can think of. Have him and his friends kidnap her. But will he put up with her trying to escape? Will he find out her little secret? Read the book and find out. Highest Ranking: #52 in Werewolf

"Oomph!" The sound rushed out of my mouth as the door opened before I could reach the handle and my body hit a wall. I took a step back and realized that it wasn't in fact a wall, but instead a very attractive male. I looked up at his head to see a very messy, but sexy, mop of black hair on top of his head. When I looked closer, I noticed that his hair was a very deep brown that was probably often mistaken for black. My gaze traveled downward to his eyes, where I found two deep, ocean blue eyes looking back at me. My gaze travelled farther down to his crooked nose, to which I assumed came from too many fights. My eyes finally found his pink, very plump lips, which were turned into a sneer. "You have got to be kidding me!" His pink lips said in a very offensive voice. My eyes turned questioning as I looked back up into his eyes. "Whatever, lets finish this. I, Ashton Carter, reject you, as my mate." He, or Ashton, said with venom lacing his voice. He quickly turned and walked down the now vacant hallway with no glance back. Rejection? On my first day? The first person I make eye contact with at this school, rejects me. I guess that's how this school works, if the hottest boy in school rejects you, you're a nobody. So much for making friends, or mates, or whatever they call people at this school. I shake those ocean blue eyes out of my head and continue into the office to start my new life.

“You don’t think I’ll do it?” I asked as I smirked at her. “Obviously not,” she snorted. “You’re too,” she made a motion at me, “you.” “Watch and learn,” I winked. I strode over to where he was with his group friends and I suddenly got a gut wrenching feeling in my stomach. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. I turned around to face her, but as I saw her smirking in success, I straightened my back more confidently and walked right up to him. He slowly turned to face me. “Can I help you?” Plastering on a fake smile, I answered, “Hi. I’m-,” my breath caught in my throat as I locked eyes with him. I felt my heart pick up and it felt like we were the only ones standing there. My smile slowly faded from my face as we stayed looking at each other; his green eyes suddenly darkening. A movement over his shoulder reminded me why I was here. I sent him a smile. “Hi. I’m Elly and I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me,” I tried again, attempting not to look in his eyes again. I had a feeling he was going to say yes. With the way he looked at me, he just has to say yes. I was barely able to hold back my smile as I stared at him waiting for his answer. Holding my breath, I waited for his answer. He laughed smirking at me. “Is this some kind of joke?” The breath felt like it had been knocked out of me. My shoulders fell a few inches in disappointment and I felt my heart break while it plummeted to the bottom of my stomach. I had been so sure. Whoever said love at first sight isn’t real, lied.

"So I killed my mate, what should I do now?" "Go out and celebrate" What happens when you are rejected? Do you always get to see the positive side of it? Do you ever get to finish mourning your loss? What if you do? What do you do then? After you've overcome all the problems there could be, do you even get to have your happy ending? Would you be able to forgive and forget? More importantly, could you? Angelina, a very beautiful human and daughter of the alpha of one of the most powerful packs, has a strong pure bloodline but no werewolf genes. She isn't bullied or discriminated like others humans that were supposed to be werewolves but that's because of the power she emanates. Her mate though, didn't think the same when he rejected her and she didn't hesitate in running away. While doing so, something unexpected happen, she was kidnapped by a pack, the RSM (rebuffed soul mates) aka the mate's killer pack, that sculpts her into a more beautiful girl and a perfect killing machine. In a matter of time, she has finished her training and she is ready to bite back and lash out at he, who hurt her.

Now, I've been hungover before. Arguably more than most. I've experienced the entire spectrum of complicated euphoria that comes with drinking until you can't stand. I've witnessed things that upon reflection, no sober human being could even begin to comprehend through the kaleidoscopic of lens of Dutch courage. There has been very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions while recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded for me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something monstrous. And I can honestly say, that was a first for me. The air grew thin as I began to shake uncontrollably, a rotten cold sweat breaking out across my skin as my tongue simultaneously turned to ash in my mouth. His pupils had blown to an unearthly size, the whites of his eyes rapidly growing blood shot before flooding with thick, burgundy splotches, removing any trace of humanity. Dark veins of blues and purples bulged along his neck, darkening to a perturbing black as they crawled along his jawline and burst forth from his orifices, joining a tangled web beneath his skin. His canines which had already been relatively prominent, extended even further, their sudden evolution an inescapable indicator of their deadliness. His head morphed and elongated just past the point of natural, jaw clenching and sickening cracks looming as I stood frozen in stock horror fear. Everything in my body screamed that what I was witnessing was just wrong. That if there was a God, this creature was the antithesis. I was in the presence of the ultimate predator and I was one swipe away from having my throat ripped out. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- British ex-military meets the supernatural.