Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

Triggers:mild violence and bad language. living as a simple she wolf, is 17 year old Calliope Williams. She was born and raised in a small pack, up in the mountains where its cold and it snows often. She is happy with how simple her life is. She was happy being a low ranking pack member and she was content with how things are going. She knew there was a possibility of it changing as time got closer to the Mating Ball. A Week long Ball was held for Aphla's and Beta's to take their un-mated pack members once a year. It was basically a summer camp ran by wolves. it was usually a week long of showing off skills and training. but mostly just meeting new people and having big formal parties at night. This all started because it helps alot of wolves meet their mates. and it helps for the Alpha's get together to discuss business and make friend ships with other packs. Alpha's and Beta's are usually making new treaties and rules and keeping the peace while all of this is going on. But it's also a very dangerous place to be with rouges and enemy packs close by. Will Callie meet Her soulmate this year? And if so Who will 'he' be? There will be danger, excitment, love, loss, happiness, basically a emotional rollercoaster. This is just a very rough draft of what i want the story to be, i see that i ramble and i dont go into big detail. im just trying to write while i can while it is in my head. please be patient with me and if alot of people like it ill update it and maybe countinue with another book after. im open for any ideas so please comment and let me know what you think. but nicely please. no rude or mean comments.

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.