Olivia Rant was just a dreamer exploring all of the World. She's twenty years old, and has been doing this two years now.She travels back to the United States after Rome, and makes her way into California.She stumbles upon a hidden trail while riding her motorcycle, and-being naturally curious- follows it. She finds herself in front of a castle. Which confuses a lot of people. Which, in turn, confuses her. She was just looking for a new start after her parents 'accidental' death two years ago. She knows it was murder. She was there after all. Of course the cops don't believe her. Dameon Fitz is the Alpha King. He's twenty-one and still hasn't found his mate. His parents were killed in front of him when he was twelve by hunters. What happens when his mate turns out to be human, and stumbles upon his castle? Well, to put it lightly, lots of shit.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

I gulped as he moved one of his hands to my cheek,caressing the skin with his fingers,his thumb brushing over my bottom lip. "Tonight's a party at my friends house.I'll pick you up at 9:30." he said into my ear before turning around and making his way out of the library. "Oh and...wear something tight" he added,leaving me completely frozen and in shock.

Only sample chps. Annabelle finds out that she is not the real daughter of the Alpha at her werewolf pack. As the world she knows comes collapsing down, she has to hide from the Demon Lord who is determined to find her. Will the Werewolf King yield to the Demon Lord's ultimatum and give her to the enemy or will she be the cause of a looming war between the two species? More importantly, who is Belle and what does the Demon Lord want with her? Belle's meeting with the Werewolf King does not go very well, she finds him to be an arrogant bastard! Worse still, he wants nothing to do with her. "Why do I feel you're my mate? What have you done to me? "bellowed the King. "How do you know I am not your mate?" I asked, growling in frustration. I did not want to be his mate any more than he wanted me to be his, but his cocky attitude was getting to me. "Because you are not even a werewolf," he grunted, his black irises shimmering dangerously. "You're a liar," I screamed not caring that I was talking to the most lethal creature in the world. He roared in laughter, the sound of which irritated the hell out of me. Aargh! How I wanted to rip his heart out even as I wanted to glue my body to his and stay there forever, basking in his scent. I was so mad that I wanted to show him how wrong he was. Soon, he would be sorry, he would kneel and beg for my forgiveness. The mental image of him on his knees made my lips twitch with amusement. I started phasing out to my wolf form, and when I stood in all my glory, I prowled and preened to show off my beautiful fur. He laughed even harder. I simply wanted to kill him. Yes, my wolf was small, but it existed. Why the hell wasn't he on his knees then? "As I said, you're not a werewolf," he repeated. Huh, what did he mean by that?