I still remember when it happened, the confirmation that werewolves weren't just a fairytale that existed. They lived under our noses, looking like and interacting with us, posing as humans. Though some people may have fantasized about how we would live in harmony and co-exist if they did exist. A World War suddenly broke out between us, people turning on each because we couldn't tell them apart from us. So much carnage, the deaths totaling up to about a billion, and I don't know the exact breakdown because it happened so quickly; I believe that most of those losses were humans. I don't know the real reasons for what may have caused the war; I speculate that we couldn't take not being at the top of the food chain any longer. Or maybe they saw us as inferior beings that didn't deserve to be in control. You would think with the world's population being 5.5 billion before the war, the majority of the people would be humans. However, the specifics don't matter anymore because all humans have been rounded up and put in small confinements. We're forced to work and do jobs like digging, mining, building or welding, and factory work. They said that education is no longer available since all we need to do is work. Some are lucky if they had any books in their homes that they could grab before being forced to leave because they aren't banned. We get paid very little, only enough to barely buy food to stop starvation, while they live in luxury. It makes no sense to dwell on that past since the world changed when I was only 20. *** At only 25 years old, Isabella Carter lives through hell at the mercy of the werewolves. She lives in a tiny apartment with her little brother Maxwell. Being assigned to work as a digger, they allowed her to take her little brother and her to work. She is the only one left to care for her younger brother, with her mother dead. What happens when the Alpha of her sector comes to randomly check on the business and claims her to be his soulmate?

For as long as Emery could recall werewolves had controlled the world. They were wicked beasts, repressing humans in every way possible. Their contact with humans had been limited, until the so-called 'Moon Goddess' began to pair these wolves with humans, creating a bond that no wolf could ignore. From then on, the wolves craved power, their animalistic urges wanting to control the weaker race amongst them, to ensure all wolves mated to a human would be able to find their mate. For over a decade the beasts had dominated the human race, all aspect of a human's life was regulated, an attempt by the beasts to track their supposed mates and take them for themselves. What the wolves did not prepare for was for some of their human mates to hide from them, to resist them, and that some humans hated wolves to their very core. ••• Tears ran down Emery's cheeks, the anguish in her chest consuming her. "I will never love you!" She screamed at the beast in front of her. His eyes blackened, his muscles flexed and his jaw tightened, never had she been as scared of another being as she was in that moment. He crossed the room towards her, Emery coiled in fear, pressing her body into the bricked corner of her cell. His rough hands clasped her chin, forcing her to stare into the black holes of his eyes. "I don't know what I have to say to make you realise this, human, but you are mine and you will love me. Mark my words my little mate." ***

❝The werewolves may sometimes look human, but they are far from it. They are primal beasts, Rosalie. They rely solely on their primal instinct, which makes them dominant and territorial. Do not disrespect them, do not look them in the eye. And whatever you do, do not get in between a werewolf and their mate. They will tear you apart before you can even blink.❞ ~*~ Rosalie Drake had a normal life. She was a college student, working towards a degree. She had a part time job as a hostess in a downtown restaurant. She had her own apartment. She had a loving father and brother whom she visited often. She even had her own demons, as she was still struggling with her mother's sudden death a few years prior. Rosalie Drake had a normal life. Until the werewolves took over.

Annalise has always been told one thing. Submit to the higher power. War has broken out between man and beast. A war that Annalise has managed to stay out of for most of her life. That is until she comes across an intimidating stranger. Not a man, but a beast. and not just any beast. The King. Now taken against her wishes, Annalise must do everything in her power to survive the darkness of the palace and the lustful gaze of the king without a heart. Even if it means she must submit.

His Dark Embrace - Rewrite (There will probably be the odd typo here and there. Will be fully checked once completed.) "Every act of rebellion expresses a nostalgia for innocence and an appeal to the essence of being." Never allow yourself to look in to their eyes... Never touch one of them without permission... Never speak unless spoken to... Do not trust them... Do not be tricked by their words of reassurance or promise... Never let them in... Intuition. We believe it guides us. We believe to follow our hearts and not our heads. We believe in miracles. Intuition... It blinds us. Don't let it blind you... The beasts were made of the shadows and the darkness that lingers in the corner of your eye at night. It's mouth bristled with row upon row of jagged knife-like teeth ready to rip and tear. It's eyes were black. They came and conquered the lands, claiming territories between themselves. But the main thing they wanted to claim was simple... It was a mate.

I faced his grinning face, white teeth gleaming and eyes sparkling with playfulness and fumed at him, " I am not going to do this. I WILL not do this!", I shouted at him, clenching my fist. He tilted his face to one side with a quiet expression, studying me, as if considering my refusal. Emboldened by his stance, I defiantly cross my arms around my chest, shooting daggers at him with my eyes. But then the playfulness comes back in his eyes and he smiles and raises his eyebrows ," Then my love", he steps forward suddenly and grabs me by the shoulders, " It must go on without your consent". Emma is a 17 year old girl studying in high school. Pretty ordinary right? Except that Emma is fascinated by history, especially medieval history, so much so that she spends hours dreaming about time travel and what she would do if she was in medieval times. But what happens when her dream turns into a reality? Will she be able to cope with the rude reality beyond her romanticisation of it- patriarchal mindsets, a different society and friends,looming threats and the biggest of them- An erratic,evil,sexy and dangerous prince who is set to be crowned King of England once he finds his bride. And he sets his eyes on Emma *----------------------------------------------------------------------**---------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: The prince in this story is NOT a nice, loving guy. He is an anti-hero. You might find his ways emotionally abusive and controlling. Emma will try to leave the prince, not be with him. Whether she stays with him or not will be revealed later in the story. You can also imagine Emma however you like, and you can also imagine the story set in any country, not just england, as long as it is in medieval times. Trigger warning- Rape

When Eira goes to the forest at night, she doesn't expect to meet her mate and be taken against her will. Not wanting to spend the rest of her life locked away, she must find a way to escape from abusive, mysterious and possessive alpha, who will do anything to have things in his way. What will happen when Eira won't submit to the cruel Alpha? Will he be able to keep her to himself? Or will the girl with the terrible past be stronger than he could ever be? *Extract* But I am my father's daughter. Always too proud, too stubborn, impossible to tame. My father always said that the wilderness lives in me, it brings the storms and raging winds through my skin for the world to feel. So I become the wilderness itself. #1 in beast #1 in marked #2 in dark #5 in wolf #8 in mate #144 in werewolf