Feral Wolves II {LetterLux Exclusives} It's been five years since the death of her mate. Perry Phurry loses her composure when the Luna of her pack, and the reason why she's alone, announces she's expecting the heir of Red Wood City. After causing a scene that lands her in an overnight stay in the dungeons, Alpha Calvin has Perry escorted back to the packhouse where he informs her he has traded her to the Lycan King. The treaty between wolves and lycans states that the King now owns her body and soul. Accepting her fate, she asks him what he wants with a wolf. She will have to pretend to be a mate, wife, and queen so the King may become the heir to his throne. A throne his younger brother wants for himself. In exchange, Perry only wants one thing. Relief from the pain of having lost everything when her mate was taken from her. The two accept the deal and it is bound with a mating that may cause a war between wolves and lycans. Death and Strife. As the two team up to face what Perry believes to be her final battle, she realizes that she's made the mistake of not reading the fine print. The Lycan King is every bit the monster the world makes him out to be and all she is to him is Wolf Bait.

How do you fight the Moon? The King has fallen to a God. The world is gathering, surrounding the Northern hemisphere on all side, crushing, strangling the land in a tight noose. All they demand is Charlie's head. The female Alpha born from two alphas. The first of her kind. Charlie's mother Victoria was the first female Alpha, who has created the way, has walked the path first for her daughter to follow with ease behind her. Through teeth and claw the Northern Hemisphere was a sanctuary for Charlie to be raised on. Now, it's become the center for the Moon's army to face the sharpened weapons of Charlie's army. The great spread of old has returned to the meeting place where the final battle will occur. Trades will be made, sides picked, and the blood-red path will be walked until only the One remains. There can only be One. The Moon intends to keep her position while Charlie fights the fight for the Wilds, who have been severed from their souls at death. Punished to wander the world as ghosts without their halves. She fights the true fight for the Wilds, who can't fight for themselves. Charlie needs to understand who she has come from and who she can become. Charlie needs to understand how to bleed and how to bleed well. She needs to become a God-eater. Welcome to the second half of Odin's Prize.

Hill was trying to balance life as a Luna to one of the strongest packs in the world, yet still be enforcing rules of what was right and wrong. Her wolf wanted no part in this new chapter and she was still trying to learn how to control her. How was she meant to discipline Alphas who knew her own mate was unable to mark her. Hercules was trying his hardest to be patient but sometimes he was losing the control he had. It didn't help that he knew someone was after his mate, and he would do anything to save her, even if it meant breaking the law and to be handcuffed by his mate for a second time.

He had waited for hundreds of years, centuries, and longed for his mate for almost as long as he's been breathing. With the tension between the two legendary kingdoms higher than ever, Aleksandr is worried for his mate. He believes that one of the chosen is his destinded one and he will not rest until he's found her. He's searching all over the land of the Innocent and he won't return to the Dark Kingdom without his beautiful Seraphina by his side. "What's happening?" My face was struck with worry but all Aleksandr did was stalk towards me predatorly, a dark glint in his eyes. Growing wary of his expression, I started to move back slowly only to be grabbed by two hands on my hips. Tingles erupted where he was grasping my hips tightly, confusing me. I've never felt this way before, not with any guy. I felt like everything was falling into place. I felt complete. "What's happening to me?" My voice was quivering. Not in fear, but arousal. In fact, I've never felt so heated in my life. I literally wanted to pull Aleksandr into my room and have my dirty way with him. I wanted him to touch me all over my body. I wanted him to use me, dominate me. An involuntary blush warmed my face. I wasn't embarrassed though. My body was reacting to him without my permission in a much more primal way. His nostrils flared all of a sudden and he slammed my hips into his, grinding me against him which elicited a soft moan from my lips. Not even a second later, Aleksandr captured my mouth in a fierce and passionate kiss. "You're mine," he whispered darkly. *FOR FULL SUMMARY READ THE PART BEFORE THE PROLOGUE*

In a world divided into three races since ancient times, there have been three kingdoms. The first kingdom is the kingdom of the gods and sits in the heavens ruling above the other two. The second is called Amaryllis and filled with the prosperous, but greedy Lekki, a humanoid race that relies much on machinery and the gods above to protect them, since their own bodies are weak. The final kingdom, called only the Wild Woods, is filled with dark and murderous creatures known as the Mutare. Honey, a Lekki girl, lives on the border between these three words, and often time finds herself staring into the depths of the Wild Woods. Her whole life she'd been taught that the woods was a dark and dangerous place, where only the night beasts could survive. But, with one simple deal to save her brother's life, Honey finds herself in the depths of these very woods with two very strange boys, searching for something they call the Rose Book. Cover by Aphrodite270 Awards: HIGHEST #197 in FANTASY FEATURED on January 2nd 2018 SHORTLISTED for the 2018 WATTYS THIRD PLACE winner of the WATTPAD OSCAR AWARDS THIRD PLACE winner of the GOLDEN PEN AWARDS (SEASON THREE)

When evolution made us gods, the government decided to make us human again. Defying this made him a drug lord. Bringing his empire down was her first job. In the underworld of the richest trade city, a war is brewing. Caught in the midst of power struggles and a deadly game of deception, two people come face to face with their demons. It's survival of the smartest in a city that eats men alive. "I built my throne on the ashes of my nightmares. I'd burn everything and everyone before you take what is mine."

He became the King of an empire, the face of a nation, and the most powerful man on the planet overnight. But where there's paradise, there's always trouble. Of the demonic kind. She became an honest woman, trained to be a guardian and found a brand new target. When Victoria's old friend steps into her life with a binary code to break a continent, her life is about to get intimately tangled into the royal world of the Immortals again. Only this time, the scandals are bigger, the guys are hotter, and the villain's playing a game beyond this universe. Dragons. Demons. Deathly teddy bears. And a brand new serving of "are you kidding me right now?" Highest ranking - #8 on Fantasy

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Now, I've been hungover before. Arguably more than most. I've experienced the entire spectrum of complicated euphoria that comes with drinking until you can't stand. I've witnessed things that upon reflection, no sober human being could even begin to comprehend through the kaleidoscopic of lens of Dutch courage. There has been very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions while recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded for me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something monstrous. And I can honestly say, that was a first for me. The air grew thin as I began to shake uncontrollably, a rotten cold sweat breaking out across my skin as my tongue simultaneously turned to ash in my mouth. His pupils had blown to an unearthly size, the whites of his eyes rapidly growing blood shot before flooding with thick, burgundy splotches, removing any trace of humanity. Dark veins of blues and purples bulged along his neck, darkening to a perturbing black as they crawled along his jawline and burst forth from his orifices, joining a tangled web beneath his skin. His canines which had already been relatively prominent, extended even further, their sudden evolution an inescapable indicator of their deadliness. His head morphed and elongated just past the point of natural, jaw clenching and sickening cracks looming as I stood frozen in stock horror fear. Everything in my body screamed that what I was witnessing was just wrong. That if there was a God, this creature was the antithesis. I was in the presence of the ultimate predator and I was one swipe away from having my throat ripped out. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- British ex-military meets the supernatural.