Chloe doesn't want a mate, and fighting in the tournament is what she has dreaded her whole life. All she has to do is fight off all the males in the pack and she will be able to live, mateless, ruling as the Alpha of her fathers pack. But will she be able to fight off all the men? Or will she finally meet her match?

Aurora's world turned upside down nearly a year ago when she discovered that she's half Mystical, one of two groups of Supernaturals that exist. A year ago, she wasn't even sure if she believed in all the Supernatural talk… it seemed about as realistic as UFOs. Now she spends her days trying to perfect her Fae skills and her free time hanging with her friends or sparing with the shifters at the gym. Life gets even more interesting after she catches the attention of a vampire. Chase Avery isn't just any vampire though, he's the definition of terrifying. When she manages to one up him in a sparring match, he's more than a little intrigued. Chase knows that no Fae should fight so well, they're Mysticals, they use magic not strength. The Cursed are know for their brawn and yet Aurora manages to hold her own against them, he's determined to find out why.

The world's gone to hell. People are eating each other. Literally. Eating. Each other. I'm just doing my best to keep myself and the quirky mismatched group of people I call my own off the menu. Unknown pasts, unknowable future, friends that are actually family, maybe even a little bit of romance. Oh and zombies, lots of zombies. My name is Zero and this is my story.

**SAMPLE ONLY** Previously known as His Queen. Highest ranking : #1 in Werewolf (26/12/2015) Note : Please refer inside for the full summary. ❝Every king needs his queen.❞ Every pack has its own tradition. For the Golden Moon pack, it is no different either. Every year, every unmated male werewolf would travel around the world in order to find their other half; their soulmates. All, except for Darius King. As the 'heartless' Alpha of the Golden Moon and the blood Alpha, his is the only name that sends shivers down his enemies' spines whenever they thought about him. In his opinion, the tradition is nothing but a perfect opportunity for other packs to attack his while most of the male wolves are not around, or so he reckons. Little did he know that his decision would lead him to his mate who crashed into his territory; literally. ♛ Please do not leave any hate/self-promoting comments! Thank you! (:

BOOK 1 [COMPLETE] BOOK 2 [IN PROGRESS] All those fairy tales your parents scared you with are real. All those creatures you feared truly do exist. But why can't we see them? Why are there no creatures lurking around Earth killing every single human they want when they are capable of doing so? You never knew, but you you could feel that there was someone on the top stopping that from happening. King so cold and ruthless that he wouldn't bat his eye when killing other creatures, but had a soft spot for one person that he knew won't ever met. Until the cog of fate broke and his destiny came rushing in his life bringing him that one person he never thought he'll have pleasure to see: His own soul-mate. A human, at that. She was abused, fragile human that could bring about his downfall yet he saw her as someone his to protect and care for. He could be evil for everyone in other Ten Realms that existed, but only for her could he allow himself to abandon his throne. Only with her could he show his emotions. She is the light that could wash away his curse. She is his light, yet he's nothing but a pure darkness. A perfect evil. A creature incapable of of love. The brighter the light is, the darker will creature be attached to it, trying to embrace it, to save itself. And so he craved her. But maybe his darkness was way too stronger than her innocence and the only outcome of their relationship was him breaking her. All she wanted was to live. All he wanted was to be loved. But when you put two oposites together, one is bound to be destroyed. In this case, it was Ayla. That's the way Viktor was from the very beginning. Forever, the Cursed One. ___ Contains dark and mature content such as blood (a lot of fighting, actually), violence, curse words (wouldn't be an evil creature if he didn't curse), self harm matters, murders, corruption, power, gender inequality... Many things we turn a blind eye to yet should be shown for everyone to know how to deal with.

*MATURE* Don't let anyone ever fool you that mating is easy business and all soft kisses and cuddles. Because it's not. Especially if you're mating a breed of shifters whom are suppose to be extinct after the last Great War thousands of years ago. Say hello to my mates-yes-plural as in two ferocious, sinfully sexy, deadly, arrogant, beast who both have sexual drives that surpassed an alpha rabbit in heat! Damien and Axial, men not to be taken lightly and are deeply feared even by the high court are my mates. With more secrets shimmering in those identical golden eyes than there are stars in the night sky. Their mere presence is trouble impersonated. No wonder the king-their uncle- wants them dead. And I've somehow gotten myself mated to both brothers. How the hell did I get myself in this mess!? And wegmatches mates? They must have been sky diving off ogf the moon while intoxicated off dog crap because do they seriously expect me to be a mate to two giant mythical creatures when I don't even know the first thing about Dragons?! Well scratch that, there is two thing I know about Dragons. Twin male dragons to be precise. They are wild untamed beast who thrill off driving me bonkers and yet bring forth the wildest most untamed desire I never knew I possessed. They are beast. Wild ferocious beast! More accurate of what is expected when mating two arrogant Dragon's would be exhausting, confusing, and infuriating. And you better quickly learn that getting a dominant jerk of a male Dragon angry will lead to your house catching on fire 'accidentally' and some hard, pounding of two giant mates into you at supernatural speed later. Some mind blowing, carnal thrust after enraged thrust of knee buckling sex that guarantees at least a week of soreness and the impossibility to even blink much less move afterwards. DO NOT. EVER. MATE WITH DRAGON'S! WARNING *Explicit language and mature themes*

"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.