*BOOK TEN* (Can be read as standalone) "We call him out God. Because we have no other choice." Discipline and order is not Jada's choice. And after graduation, she expects to become a slave to a prison warden for the rest of her life. Just like the rest of the delinquents. However, her fate takes a sudden change when an offer is put on the table. Enter a competition. One to become a Silent - a deadly assassin who works for Alpha Kael, giving their entire life to defend him. To succeed, her stubbornness will be put to the test. And a relationship with the Alpha himself, although forbidden, might be the ticket to the top.

"What are you doing here?" he questioned, his voice a husky of depth. "This is reserved land, tourists aren't allowed here." "W-who are you?" He wasn't the uniform that the Rangers wore, so I knew he wasn't a part of them. He was a random man. If I wasn't supposed to be out here, then he wasn't either. He had to be at least a half a foot taller than me. His hair was tousled over his head, in an unmistakable windblown quiff. In the dense lighting of the woods, his eyes were piercing as he looked me over. The confident stance and his muscular body left me feeling overwhelmed. He could be a mass murdered and easily able to overpower me. I didn't know. Just being around left me feeling slightly terrified. He radiated authority and power. "There are wolves running in these woods, períergi. It's not fairytale. It's real." "Of course wolves aren't fairytale," I retorted. "They're a protected species by the feds. If you'll point me in the right direction, I'll be going back to the park grounds." I looked around trying to find the best route of escape. Every angle I turned revealed gleaming gold eyes in the shadows of the woods. It appeared as if a whole pack of wolves had surrounded us. A small whimper escaped my throat as I looked back to him. His eyes darkened slightly as he stared into the distance at the wolves. He stepped forward immediately once again invading my personal space. His nostrils flared briefly before his arms wrapped around me tightly, pulling me into his chest. His head lowered slightly and I felt his chin rest on my head. "Den tha mas vlápsei. Wolves are social creatures by nature," he said. "You'll get used to being around them. Eláte se mas." Shock nor horror could describe how I felt. Wolves moved from the shadows into the light. Their muscular lean bodies moved with a lethal grace. They continued coming forward until we were both surrounded. Close enough to us that I felt the breath of two wolves brushing against me.

He teases her. He challenges her. He fascinates her while he irritates her like no other. He drives her insane. He makes her...ughh, so mad she could scream! The only thing he won't do is let her go. Quincy: I'm a human living among the werewolves. My mom is a werewolf. She had a drunken fun one night with a stranger, a human. The union was not supposed to bear an offspring. I'm not supposed to happen, but here I am, an outsider. They all hate me but my Nana loved me. Then Nana died. They moved me to the pack house. Now, their old Alpha three times my age wants to make me his. That is not the life I signed up for. My Nana nurtured me a dream to go off to college. So I run. I run not because I'm a coward. I run to save myself. I will have nothing to do with their kind anymore. I'll be a normal human among other normal humans. I'll be so normal, even the most average normal humans will feel like freaks next to my normal ass. They will bow down before me and call me Queen Normal. Then I see him. The best specimen of men...but I know he's not human. He's not a werewolf either, so what is he? There's this pull between us but I know I shouldn't get close to his kind...whatever he is. The trouble is, he won't leave me alone. Caspian: I've been looking for my erasthai for decades. My mother dearest, the queen of all werewolves and lycans is pressuring me to marry Lady Celeste. I'm supposed to take over the throne from my father and make lady Celeste my queen. I want nothing to do with her. I want my erasthai. Then I saw her. She's a human. The most beautiful mesmerizing creature ever, and she's mine! I thought it's going to be easy. It should have been easy. Come on, ALL girls want me. I mean, look at me. I'm gorgeous! Mirrors weep when I walk past them. She refused to give me the time of the day. Well, too bad princess. I'm not about to let you get away. I'll crush all other competitions. I'm Prince Caspian. I always get what I want.

His looks are good, his sex is good, but his taste is luscious. And I want more of him even when I am done with him. And say, even if he is getting married in a few months, I can't let him go. [WELL BE TAKEN DOWN FOR EDITING IN JUNE]

Four best friends. One mountain. One delightfully sexy mountain guide. It's a recipe for a great vacation, but nothing is ever what it seems. Warning: There's erotic scenes up in here. Beware graphic depictions of steamy descriptive sex. Also coarse language and drug use.

*Excerpt* "I Allison Dawson..." she began. "No, no please don't!" he begged. "...of pack Dawson, reject you" "I beg of you! Don't do this! I-I won't survive this!" Daxon yelled as he collapsed onto the ground with his knees and extended his hands upwards to beg her. "...Daxon Stanton of Pack Stanton, as my mate and sever this bond between us." "No! Ughh! The pain!" Daxon yelled as he fell to the floor and began to shake uncontrollably. Allison looked at her hands then at her body...why doesn't she feel the pain? She was snapped out of her thoughts as she heard the build-up of maniacal laughter. Daxon stood up and knocked his head back as he let out incessant howls of humour. He doubled over and clutched his stomach as his ceaseless laughs continued. After gathering himself he stood erect to his full height and looked down at Allison with a snicker. "Were you really naive enough to believe that something as permanent as a mate bond could be broken with a few lousy words stringed together?" Her heart plummeted to her stomach and she stopped breathing. "Now get in before I tie you up and have you dragged behind the truck." /bɪˈɡʌɪl/ verb 1. charm or enchant (someone), often in a deceptive way. *** He was the Predator and She was the Prey. He was the Seductor and She was the Seduced He was the Deceiver and she was the Deceived He was the Beast and She was the Mate ***

She enchanted him. To the point where he didn't care that she was different. He was told to stay away, yet he still kept coming back. She had him trapped in her spell. ~~~C><~~~ During a family reunion, Adam wanders into the forest and meets a strange girl. She was strange and peculiar all right. I mean, whats so strange about a girl who's half fish right? right??

"Oh, I wouldn't judge a book by its cover, Harry. I'm indeed gay and I intend on making you mine. And mine only" Is all he said before putting the papers down and walking away. Harry Clicke is an interesting boy with an interesting past. His sexuality has made problems fall at his feet. But, then there's Nolan Smith A.K.A Mr Smith. Harry's new teacher. Nolan has never had a problem with his sexuality. He has gotten everything he has ever wanted! But now he has to face the hard truth about not getting what he wants. If Nolan wants Harry, he has to compete with the geek teacher Mr Dyle. But only one won't hurt Harry. (WARNING: contains sexual harassment and/ or drug use. Read at your own risk)

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have the man of your dream? Well there's no daydreaming for us.

As much as he hates to admit it, Jonah Hancock's not very good at history, and it's apparent with a quick glance at his grades. His lack of interest has landed him into The Evening Program, where he'll be required to attend classes held at night that are aimed to boost his grades and get him on the path of success. The classes not only take him to the path of success, but many other... peculiar paths. Not only is he nursing a sudden (and illegal) crush on his history teacher, Mr. Avery, but he knows something's wrong about the man. He can't place his finger on it, but the more Jonah learns about his new night teacher, the more questions arise, and before he knows what hit him, Jonah's involved in something way more twisted than he ever imagined. Everyone has a dark side; Mr. Avery's got them beat...