He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.

❝when the sun goes down the beast comes out❞ Highest Ranking: General Fiction #2 // Werewolf: #2 ~ He's the reason werewolves lock their doors. She's the reason that they feel safe around him. Katya is a werewolf who runs the pack with her older brother, but when rogue clans threaten them from all around- they have no choice but to issue a meeting with a race that is superior in the werewolf world; Lycans. They represent the ultimate form of a werewolf, built for speed, agility and strength- they are a force beyond reckoning. Attending the meeting with her brother, Katya comes across the last person she thought she would meet- Stark Xerxes, the acclaimed "Alpha of the Lycans" But that's not the end of it: she's his mate. Stark Xerxes is incapable of love, or so he thought. Struggling between his dark and haunting past and the ever-so beautiful present, he finds himself at a crossroads. Give Katya himself, broken and bruised? Or wait until the right moment? Unfortunately for Stark, his past is not only haunting him, but catching up to him. An old rival seeks revenge against Stark, and he's set on Katya as his target. Highest Ranking: General Fiction #2 // Werewolf: #2 *SEQUEL IS LUNA* *SPIN OFF BOOKS ARE THE"Lovers"AND"Legacy"*

The world is a messed up place. Those who are different get treated horribly, we get persecuted and people pretend like we don't exist. Of course if you're a half breed then it varies. The normal and accepted half breeds are usually vampire/werewolves or werewolf/human or witch/fairy but not a witch/werewolf. ------------------------------ For Lina she was a reject of sorts. A being that shouldn't still be alive but was. Hated by her pack she knows her life will never be easy and with a war on the border of the horizon, she needs to work out where her real loyalties lie. Killian was the ruthless leader and most feared Alpha in history, he did not feel and he did not care, all he cares about was purging the world of evil. On the night of the blue full moon, the wolves all gather to find their mates. What happens when he discovers that his mate is one of the species he is trying to purge and destroy?

Book Two of 'The Tales of the Royal Lunatic' It has been scientifically determined that Emilee Kate Willows is most definitely insane. Well, not really scientifically but it's just something everyone knows- the sky is blue, the Beatles are awesome and Emilee is crazy. But the problem is that not exactly EVERYONE knows. Maybe the whole of the U.S., tops. The poor people in Astria were innocent and oblivious until their new princess came along. Boy, did they have another thing coming to them. This is Emilee's version of Meet the Parents, only they don't need a lie detector and she's got a ton of people who want to kill her. It's nothing personal, she's just the mate of the vampire prince that everyone hates and killing her is like taking away the prince's soul. Her charm never had a chance. Will she be able to survive life as part of the royal family? Will she EVER meet a smurf?

Warning: may contain strong language, sexual contact, and violence She lost her role as a guardian angle and was turned into a dark angel. But after refusing to kill anymore she was forced to live a life as a human were she meet the devil. From the writer: This story is back and I'm rewriting the chapters that I have. So please enjoy. Highest Ranking #64 in fantasy

*mature for lang and possible (probable) 'adult' content heh.* I was about to scream for help when a strange sort of smoke seeped from druggies mouth and entwined itself around tall and dark's hand, running up his arm and illuminating the sharp planes of his face, feeding into his slightly parted lips. I gasped, stumbling back from the scene. His eyes shot up to me, their silvery glow locking me in place as our gazes caught. The druggies body feel between us and the man's eyes seemed to illuminate further before everything was plunged into darkness I was petrified, paralyzed in place, a cool indifferent voice broke the silence. a whisper dangerously close to my ear, "sometimes they are unwanted by heaven or hell. Sometimes they have no where to go, no purpose but to feed those who need it." A scream tore from my throat as I felt a cool hand grasp my wrist and my heart beat rapidly dropping, warm breath against my ear. I was dying. Actually dying. ~Jinx Clemens was not the best daughter, not the best sister, and not the best student. She was just living through her life and causing as much chaos she saw fit, never even bothering trying to hide the trouble she got into. Bored by things easily and easy with her words she always managed to slip past the worst situations...until something new came knocking, something dangerous. something that would flip her world around and throw it to the wolves. Jinx can escape trouble with her faux charm but there wasn't a single soul would could avoid that pesky monster we call death?

Mature for adult content!! The world we live in is a beautiful, mysterious place. My home, my country, has been my world my entire life, living as the cursed princess of Iris is all I have ever know. Just as the only eyes I have known in the mirror were my own. And my hair was always white as snow. Iris has always been my home, its people my family. The kind smiles of villagers and the curious looks of children seeing me for the first time, the contrast of myself against the rest of my family in portraits. The whisper of the trees and the laughter of the flowers has always been what I lived by. "why are you so sad?" I rested my forehead on the cracked bark of the Soul Tree. My second home from the palace. The tallest tree in all the king's forest. Today it was deeply saddened, rumbling with a sort of bitter energy that leaks coldly into my bones. I wondered what it knew that I did not as I sat perched in its branches, it is not often that it's strong mass wavers. When it does it can only mean change is to come, nothing small. Something altering the kingdom itself. I sighed, my fingers brushing over its leathery leaves, it wouldn't be long until someone else noticed its unease, it will sicken the forest. By then it will be too late. ~~ Flora Duval, the cursed princess of Iris was always a quiet girl, working through her duties as princess and caring for the life in her country. Seeing beauty in the things most could not. Never has she expected an offer for marriage, not with her hair and her eyes the same pink of the Fenni flower. But then, she receives one. Less of a question for her hand and more of a demand, a demand caging her like a white rabbit in a deadly hunters trap. Trapped by the king of Taragon for her unusual features and the rumors of her life, Flora is stranded in a country she has never known, captured in cold castle walls without an ally in sight.