"It's like he's a different breed of werewolf. Something... beyond us." • • • Adrienne Gage has spent her entire life being shunned and punished for her mouthy attitude, and being loyal to a pack which doesn't deserve her loyalty. It's been a year since her last punishment, and she's been walking on eggshells to keep herself in the clear. But now, that's all being threatened to be taken away if she doesn't abide by what the Alpha's son wants; and that's her as his Luna. At the same time, terrified whispers are circulating around. Mentions of a tyrant Alpha looking for a new pack to conquer. Adrienne thinks nothing of everyone else's paranoia. That is until she finds herself half conscious and being dragged away deeper into the woods with canines around her neck. Highest Ranking #1 in Paranormal Highest Ranking #1 in Werewolf Highest Ranking #1 in Romance Cover made by @Silverless COMPLETED

Copyrighted 2020 **Book 1 in the Darkness Series!** **Completed!** *Under construction* There was a creature locked away miles beneath the stone streets of Deshua, Oregon. A monster with the body of a man, jet black eyes of a soulless demon, and even darker feather wings cascading from its back. Those foolish enough to believe its unnatural, ethereal beauty would call it a fallen angel. The immortals who inhabited the town knew better. They knew to call it daemonium-demon. Forced asleep by a council who believed in the greater good, many revered the monster. Yet the town's eternal population was torn in two. Half awaited the day for the foretold cursed soul to come and resurrect their lord and the other half feared it just as much. And guess who got to be that lucky bitch. *No love triangle* -&- **WARNING** This book WILL have mature, adult content! Please be aware of this before reading. If you are under the age of 17, DO NOT READ. If you can not handle mature scenes DO NOT READ. You have been warned.

{Originally Lovely Tears Of Blood} I walked into my bedroom after a long day at school, Martha had cut my hair at sheared angle making it look horrid again, Terry dumped her coffee down my new white blouse, and Kaden looked up my skirt, then proceeded to show everybody pictures he had taken with his dumb-ass phone. Walking into my bedroom after that hell of a day, I thought things were looking up for me. But here right in front of me was just another peg on my pole of shit I didn’t want to deal with. There was a CORPSE on my bed, just laying there. I dropped my bags to the ground throwing my hands in the air. "Fuck this!" I turned to leave, but it moved. It did, the corpse moved slowly moving up onto his elbows giving me a very groggy look with dark sea foam green blue eyes. "Who the hell are you?" He asked running his hand through his dark ashy hair. ``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` At Raven Crest Academy, 8-University boarding school, Aderyn Taun fights through each day. Lucky for her everyday is nearly the same making it simpler to cope with. When she walks through her bedroom door and finds a semi-conscious young man on her bed things begin to set into motion. And with a single name she has struck a deal with a monster, Saebriel Cashel. Suddenly swept under the dictatorship like rule of an Ancient pure blood vampire, Aderyn struggles against her own stubborn and independent personality to keep his rage on a low. Her simple existence turns into a fight for survival against Were-wolves, Vampires, magic, and a darker evil that has been tracking Aderyn since birth. Her only protector against this evil is Saebriel Cashel, the monster she made a deal with. With an ominous warning from a mystic Aderyns entire future depends on this one ancient, hormonal pure-blood Vampire. Her life is his, it always was. In the end he will have the choice to either be her complete destruction or her salvation.

[Wattpad Picks: Editors' Choice] Saoirse's blood dances with iron and trickery, a secret she has managed to sheathe from all faery alike. Until now, that is. When Saoirse's cunning and charade is shredded to bits by the malevolent interfering of faery royalty, Saoirse makes a vow of thorns; edged and prickly, one dangerous enough to cost her the life she invoked it for. To keep her life and the cursed magic that makes her both admired and feared, she must use her prized gifts to cross faery territory and charm her way into the heart of the Alder King's Court at the command of the Spring.

*WINNER of Best Cliche Breaker for Undiscovered Werewolves* "Underneath her skin was a wolf; all bite and snarl and nothing else." The day Saoirse de Rais made her Alpha submit is the day she decided to run. Traveling from city to city--state to state--she's at war with the wolf inside, threatening to tear through her skin. When she finally reaches the city of Lincoln, she thinks that she's finally free of her past. Until the Alpha comes to take her home. trailer made by: valuables

"Who says your life ends only when your heart stops? It ends even when there's a celebration around you." A marriage. To a man who had saved my parents' life. Their respect, their businesses, their home ... But at a cost. The cost being me. I was to be wed to a stranger. A Yade. His nationality, species, colour, eyes, skin... none of that ever mattered. The only thing that has ever mattered to me was that the man I marry be the man I have been dreaming about for six years. Six glorious years spread apart with memories that set my soul on fire and light my life up. Hope was a beacon and love was a companion I had lived with in every life. And now, I was to marry a stranger to save my parents' life. There was no real choice to make. Why show me how glorious my life could be, if I were never meant to live it?

Maria can't explain what she is or what she's done. After all, it shouldn't be possible for a human to conjur fire from nothing but pure will, but that hasn't stopped her before. She can't remember how she ends up bloodied, beaten half to death on a deserted doorstep in the middle of the night, but she can remember him, bringing her in. He's a little reserved but she doesn't mind, especially as they have something in common: neither one is supposed to exist outside of nightmares and folklore. Few people know Maria exists. All of them want her dead. None have felt the wrath of her new friend yet. This is an impossible story and you'd do best pretending you've never heard it.

They are born in the darkness, and they own it like no one else. Anna Johnson stays clear of vampires. She knows what they are capable of. As a witch of the air she is working for the Circle as a researcher, closing her eyes to that which lies in her past. Until one phone call changes everything.

... for a moment I thought that everything was back to normal, that I was okay. But then it came crashing down on me. Blood was valuable. Blood was life. The loss of blood had a price. A high one.

Well, you could stare at a white wall until you were blue in the face, it would never be more than a white wall. The same was true for the master vampire. A vampire was a vampire was a vampire. Period. (Anna Johnson)