She met him once upon a dream.

On the night of the harvest moon the Crimson Maire Pack was destroyed by the rivalling Cerulean Mist. Or atleast that's what was believed until Damen, the new leader of the Cerulean Pack discovers a well kept secret, a little girl born and hidden. Maia grew up with not many friends but her dog Ryder and nothing to distinguish as memories. Her life exists in the woods were nothing is as the outside world portrays it, but something's wrong, the times are changing and nature itself demands that the Crimson Maire be set to rule once more. This doesn't sit well with anyone from the Cerulean Mist and now they will stop at nothing to get rid of her, the only survivor. There's just one problem, she happens to be the mate of the very head that they must try to please and he himself knows it. Damen knows that his obligations are to his pack but what about his heart?

#1 in Vampire 18.7.2015 "Stay." He commanded. Arabella's lips quivered, she blinked furiously trying to hold back her tears. She took a careful step backward, then another. "Don't. I won't let you go." His grey eyes grew darker as he spoke the words. "Even if it kills me." With that, she got her legs moving. Each step faster, stronger than the last. She ran as fast and as far away from him as she could, her wolf whimpering inside her - pained to be away from her mate. ___________________________________________________________________________________ In the year 2153, vampires and humankind are at war. The only weapon humans have left are werewolves, half-human half-beast. And vampires are determined to eliminate the only threat that is in the way of world domination. First, by taking out the largest and most powerful pack of werewolves - Black Crescent. Nathaniel Devin is King of the vampires and the most powerful vampire in all of history. Ruthless, cold blooded and more than capable of indiscriminate cruelty to get what he wants. Bestowed with unimaginably handsome features and god-like physique, he knows he could get any woman he desires. Yet he is incapable of love, or so he believes. Arabella Snow is daughter of the Alpha of Black Crescent Pack, the largest and most powerful pack of werewolves. Aside from being daughter of the Alpha, she is known throughout the entire werewolf committee for her vast beauty. The only thing that matched her beauty was her abundant grace and kindness. Arabelle is determined to follow in her father's footsteps in the fight for humanity, and despises the greed filled vampires more than anything in the world. What happens when Arabella finds out that her mate is none other than her arch enemy, Nathaniel Devin? Will thie violent, forbidden love have a good end?

*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*