Aurora Faye is fragile, just by her name shouts out innocent and sweet. Not to mention she is half fae (fairy) & and a pinch of angel. Her core and soul is the purest amongst any breed. As if she thought of her life was planned out, her life turns for the worst. Stumbles upon her mate, who saves her from vile unfortunate event. But it isn't all sunshine and romance... Never the less her mate was the great Logan Crane, alpha of Lipan; one of the highest pack since the beginning of time. He reeks of power & control, is known to be ruthless, merciless, and deadly. Also was possessive and protective, had no empathy. There wasn't a witch, vampire, or wolf who hadn't heard of Alpha Crane... all but little Aurora. Poor thing, been sheltered her whole life, being forced to live with this hallow soul of a person. But he isn't the only species that want to claim Aurora Faye as his, towards her journey that she never that she would come upon, certain things from her past begin to unravel. Giving her a choice..... Terrified by her very own mate, can she truly love him or try to leave? But once Logan claimed her as his, there is no escaping. Logan Crane always gets what he wants, and he wants Aurora

Arabella Pines is the sweetest person anybody will ever meet. She is selfless and is all ways thinking about others. She is not only rich in kindness, but in beauty. And just like other she-wolves in her pack, Arabella cannot wait to meet her mate. She has wished upon every star, and has prayed to the Moon Goddess to grant her only wish. What she doesn't know is that her wish would come true, and it will be a brutal sight. Xander Black, the Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack. He feeds off fear, loves to kill, and is a cold hearted beast. He has never wished for a mate, for him they are a sign of weakness. He has stopped loving a long time ago. Xander plans to take over his neighboring pack that night, the Snow Moon Pack. But what he doesn't know is that a special someone is waiting their for him. ---------------------------------------------------------- "Please," I beg, "Just please let me go." A thunderous growl ripples in his throat. He ignores me and drags me deeper into the woods the opposite to his campsite. A faze of confusion passes over me as he drags me the other way. I know there is no use struggling but I continue to do it anyways. His muscular hand still holds a tight grip on me, as if I effect him in no way whatsoever. Suddenly he stops walking and I am harshly shoved against a tree. Pain shoots up my spine and a whimper escapes my lips. Tears roll down my face, and I realize that their is no use in begging. There is no escape. The monster holding me up harshly against the tree is not just any man, this monster is my mate.

"Everett" I called him when he paused in his tracks. I looked around and realized that we were right in the middle of a clearing. "Why did we stop here?" I enquired in bewilderment. Everett, who had his back to me, turned to face me. The hurt expression in his face didn't miss my notice even when he tried his best to conceal it from me, by giving me a small smile. "You know I love you right?" he asked me and I nodded happily. I knew my mate loves me and I love him too. He stepped forward, cupped my face in his hands and placed a light, feathery kiss on my forehead. "I'm doing this because I love you" he whispered, and then taking a step back, curled his fingers to form a tight fist. I stared at his fist and then glanced up to clash with his pacific blue eyes, "Doing what?" I prompted. Everett didn't bother replying; instead he shifted into his huge black wolf, compelling me to take a few steps back. 'Shift' he commanded through the link. I looked away not meeting his gaze because I didn't appreciate the way he commanded me. Nobody commands me. Nobody. 'I, Everett Green, Alpha of Waterwave Pack, am challenging you, Templar Green, White Wolf, for a fight'

Willow's had to fight to get to where she is now. She doesn't need anyone telling her what to do or how to do it. Her life is perfect the way it is, but it's near impossible for her to fulfill her wants of keeping her independent lifestyle. For starters, Willow isn't even human; she's a Volpe (fox-shifter), but being a Volpe is more complicated than simply being able to shift into a fox. For thousands of years, there were only humans and for those thousands of years, they killed each other over the color of their skin. But that was then. Now shifters are an everyday part of life and no one cares about the color of a person's skin: it's their species, and it's even worse than it was between humans and the levels of melanin in their skin. Volpes are the most hated of all the species. Supposedly cunning and deceitful to many, they are discriminated against and viewed as nuisances. Lupos (wolf-shifters) hate them most of all, with Volpes returning the favor. Lupos - with their powerful packs and Alphas throughout the world - have the obvious social advantage over Volpes, but that doesn't stop the world from turning and the natural course of events to happen. Every shifter will eventually find and bond to a person who compliments them in every sense for no other reason than a cruel twist of their reproductive biology. With little to no conscious decision as to who their "mate" will be, two shifters - two strangers - are forced together, their fates forever intertwined because of a chance encounter. To many, this is seen as a blessing, but to Willow, a so-called "soul-mate" is the farthest thing from her mind. Will the sparks fly or will the fists fly when she realizes that a member of the very species she resents so passionately is her mate? How can a Lupo ever be with a Volpe when all they see each other as are the harmful stereotypes of their species? How will their bond evolve into something that uncovers secrets decades in the making?

"I don't want you to mark me" I said quickly. "Why?" he asked me, his tone seemed calm but i knew he was far from it. "I have a commitment towards my pack" I told him, hoping he'll understand but to my astonishment his eyes were dark now and he held his palms in a tight fist. "You are my mate Templar, you belong to my pack" he said in a condescending tone. My blood boiled at the tone he was using with me. Nobody talks to me like that. Nobody. "Do not use that tone with me, Everett. You are not my Alpha, I respond to-" none, i was about to say, but had to bite my tongue to change that. I was not ready to tell him that I'm the sole White Shifter, not ready to tell him I'm The Alpha of my pack. So i lied, again.

An orphan child called Isabella was found in the woods and was taken in as a member of the Alpha Smith family. She lived among the White Moon pack to be a 'fake'. No one liked her, they bullied her and made her life a living hell, except for the parents, they knew nothing about it. She ends up having enough of this, after having an incident at the pack house with the family. So she ran away, but she accidentally crossed the territory of the BloodStone pack. Bloodstone pack is the bloodiest, scary and most powerful pack in the world, lead by the youngest and most powerful pure black alpha, alpha Blake, her mate. She is a gifted child, blessed by the moon goddess. Any human will kill for one of these rare creatures. What happens if the rogues and humans work together to destroy all the packs and get Bella for her powers. Can she master the powers of the gifted one? ***CONTAINS MATURE EXPLICIT LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL CONTENT*** (CC) Copyright 2015

Layla is a Pure Shifter, the last one of her kind. She can shift into any animal, and can self-heal her injuries. She lives in the woods of New Hampshire, where she is free from most evil. Her parents have died, and she carries on as a loner as she becomes an adult. Since the age of six, she has lived all alone; that is, until she finds her mate, David, from a nearby werewolf pack. After some struggles and unfriendliness, Layla begins to live life from a werewolves' point of view, and quickly becomes used to it. Everything seems to be going well, until a past danger threatens Layla, her friends, and her newfound way of life. Written by invisxble. Copyright © 2014 invisxble. All rights reserved.

Highest Ranking: #1 in Werewolf Watty's 2015 Winner: Talk of the Town 11/23/15 "Literally the best werewolf book I've ever read." -@itsroma "*rereads 10,000,000,000 times and cries every time*" -@stilessparklez "#5thtimereader *I have to vote on all the chapters this time, that's how engrossed in the book I've become*" -@Forevertail "THIS BOOK SHALL BE IN MY LIBRARY FOREVER." -@team_breezyy ________________________________________ "What do you want?" He asked. I clapped my hands together and sighed. "To go home." His face instantly fell. He walked right into that one. "Well that sucks because you aren't going anywhere, kitten." I growled lowly at the nickname and crossed my arms. "Who says?" I argued. "I just did. Now stop acting like a brat and tell me what the hell you want to eat," he said frustrated. I rolled my eyes and turned around to exit the room. "Where the hell are you going?" He yelled at me. I stopped and turned around to look at him. "I don't want to have any food prepared by you. You're hands are probably just as dirty as your mouth. Watch your language," I stated simply and exited the kitchen. ________________________________________ © All Rights Reserved 2014

O, the name which threatens every shifter in the country. No one has ever actually seen O, whose victims are always the Alpha's. The pack wolves despise him while the rogues adore this killer. Duncan Rhoades, new Alpha of the Emperor pack is on a hunt. Having sworn to take revenge for his father's death he wants to hunt, torture and kill this mysterious murderer O. He had perfectly planned his hunt when he had set foot on the Supreme Pack where O has been currently taking refuge. But there was one unexpected glitch in his perfect plan. He had never hoped to find Seline, his mate, who he thinks is O's sister.

In a world of monsters and gods, the Lupus Deus is the one being no one wants among them, especially not the gods that wronged him. Vivian Grey is as average as any werewolf comes, or at least that's what she believes growing up until she is confronted with the fact that her mate is the monster she heard stories about growing up. It doesn't take her long to realize that he is as cruel as whispered, as unfeeling as he is complex, and far more monstrous than believed. When push comes to shove she'll have to learn to navigate her own strength or risk being drowned in his. As a war between her mate and the gods that made him take place, love, might just easily become a double-edged sword. PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Link: https://www.amazon.com/Lupus-Deus-Werewolf-Sophia-Moore/dp/1644341271/ref=nodl_