Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

Being in the army was difficult, to begin with. Being an army medic and surgeon was even harder. Being the only human where I am stationed is probably the hardest thing in the world. Most of the people there didn't like me because I was human. The werewolf, vampires, witches, and warlocks didn't take me seriously at all at first. Until they realized I would do anything for them. Humans weren't very happy about the takeover, but when only 30% of the population is actually human you don't get a lot of say. I didn't want a mate for that reason I got rid of my scent, but touch would break that. If my mate touched me even if it was just to brush past me he would notice. I was crossing my fingers that I didn't have a mate, unfortunately, that wasn't the case. Highest Rank: #2 in Werewolf 12/23/17

Alexis Matthews is a shifter, a member of the most coveted pack on Earth. With Alpha's blood flowing in an Omega's veins, her life is difficult enough as it is, but soon everything will be turned upside down.... The photo from the cover is not my own! I borrowed it from Google images.

Book 1 in the Deviant Creatures Series In the slums of New York City an underground prison sat. The City that Never Sleeps wasn't all it seemed, ruled by the society of the supernatural, the gang wars were pack wars, the drug dealers were carriers for money hungry beasts. But in the midst of all the chaos sat the prison. Everest Peak Penitentiary was renowned for being the most dangerous werewolf prison in the States, all of the traitors, tyrants, and hellions went there. The worst of the worst. Only the strongest survived. You had to fight your way to the top, past the plotting twats and bloodthirsty savages. Right up to the top, to the throne. It was known for that she-wolves never go to Everest. Save for the exception of Olympe Tryker. For years she had been the talk of the supernatural, her crimes horrid, her temper even worse. At the young age of fifteen she had been incarcerated into Everest. And she, like everyone else there, learned the hard way. It was kill or be killed. •Warning - Mature Themes• •cover by Deviation-•

{ This book is now published on Amazon } It use to be a rare thing. Seeing a female werewolf. It was almost like their were no such thing. But now female werewolves have the same population as males. Except for Lycans. Their has only ever been two female Lycans in history. Alvery Fabre was the first ever female Lycan. She and her mate George Rosai had a daughter. Only their daughter is the most powerful werewolf on the planet. For both of her parents were Lycans. Her name is Della Rosai. The female Lycan Highest Ranking in Romance #1 Werewolf #6 Mystery #8 ~ Cover By Cookiies_and_Cream ~ { Thank You }

(THIS WORK IS COMPLETELY UNEDITED, I WOULD SUGGEST READING THE GREED OF WOLVES INSTEAD UNTIL THIS BOOK HAS BEEN COMPLETELY READ OVER) One of his hands skims down my arm, while the other holds me in place. Keeping me close. While he does this, his now darkened eyes never leave mine, they hold me captive just as much as his arm does. I feel incredibly weak. Self-hatred curls itself around me. I can't even imagine what my mother would think of me right now. In the arms of the man who killed her. He stops his touches, noticing the change, his eyes narrow slightly, his wolf still in control. "Let go of me," I say. My voice sounds frail even to my own ears. ______ Lillian's life get's flipped upside down when she meets her soulmate. The alpha of alphas. The king of kings. Not only is she human but she despises everything her mate stands for. Known for his ruthlessness and violence to be mated to him is thought to be a curse. She has to admit though, Queen Lillian first of her name, doesn't sound too bad.

Highest Ranking : #1 in NoControl She was never afraid of his darkness or the demons that danced in his eyes. He thought no one would ever love him if he revealed what lurked inside. He always knew he was different, but how could anyone understand? But she was never afraid of the darkness, or the beast within the man...

A lovestruck demigoddess, unaware of her royal status, makes a shocking discovery about her family, and impulsively follows Hades to the underworld to escape Zeus's wrath. ******* Lexi Maxwell has grown up surrounded by wealth and privilege, but also by rules. The rare moments of freedom that she enjoys come when she's out horseback riding, but even then there are strictures on where she can go-and with whom. When she arrives home for a weekend-long celebration, Lexi is surprised by the number of eligible bachelors who vie for her attention. She doesn't have a lot of experience with the opposite sex, but these loudmouth, arrogant boys fail to impress her. Enter the mysterious Luke Carrington. Lexi is instantly drawn to him, but despite his charm and intelligence, her parents and godfather warn her to stay away from him. Lexi, however, cannot be deterred. When she learns that her life has been one long lie, and the people claiming to be her family aren't who they say they are, Lexi turns to Luke for solace. It doesn't take long for him to earn her trust, and her heart, and suddenly Lexi is willing to follow him anywhere to keep him close. Even into the underworld. A Goddess Unraveled is now a published book! Not only is the retail version longer, it includes a surprise about Lexi's parentage! AVAILABLE IN PAPERBACK AND EBOOK THROUGH penguinrandomhouse.com AND VARIOUS RETAIL OUTLETS THAT SELL BOOKS. COPYRIGHT NOTICE: This work is owned by the author. Please do not attempt to plagiarize or bad karma will befall you. IN OTHER WORDS: If you find this story on any online platform other than WATTPAD, I did not allow this. You may also be exposing yourself to malware. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe form, do it here on WATTPAD, or purchase the book at any retail outlet.

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?