Ellie Pierce has been forced to live the life of a rogue for the last ten years after her entire pack were brutally murdered by the Alpha of a rival pack. The only thing she has ever been interested in is seeking revenge on those who took the life of her family without so much as a second thought, not even the prospect of finding her mate is enough to give her happiness. She is even less pleased with the prospect of finding her mate upon being captured by a band of fighters who belong to the Moon Shadow pack; a pack which is headed by the most powerful Alpha in the area. However, it wasn't him who was to be her mate, it was to be his Beta. Blake Jackson. The son of the man who issued the order to slaughter her pack as they slept. {unedited}{complete} Highest Ranking: #592 Werewolf

THIS BOOK IS COMPLETED but it will be HEAVILY EDITED and have things added to it in the future. I wrote this book when I was much younger. I didn't expect it to reach this amount of popularity so I will devote my time to bettering it in the future. ------------------ Every year, in our village and the neighbouring villages, we encounter, on what is suppose to be the most divine and celebrated day of the year, a visit from the 'big bad wolf'. At least that's what the children call him. Adults like to call him "inhuman" or a "wild ravenous monster". However, the majority settle for "beast". No one knows why he ruins this specific day for us, the day we can celebrate our species: werewolves. Some despise him for taking this day from us and forcefully exchanging our merry and joyful laughs to screams of fear. When that specific day of the year approaches us, none of us are ever prepared for it. He always comes at night. We are told to lock our windows, draw our curtains and our doors. We are told to hide. There's one main rule that we have: don't look at him. Because if you do, no one knows what'll happen to you. Maybe that's the worse part, not knowing your fate. Not knowing the outcome of your foolish actions. If he comes roaming your streets, you have a right to be scared. Us "maidens" are always encouraged to hide ourselves the most, it's women that he supposedly wants more. However, I believe that that is a cautionary excuse. He'll take you, no matter how old or how young, no matter how innocent or how corrupt, no matter your gender, all it takes is a look. Either he looks at you, or you look at him, or you both exchange looks. Either way, his senses will pick you up, and you can't hide. It'll be too late. The amazing cover is by @-blackrogue. The amazing aesthetics in this book are by @mackreadsbooks24 Highest Rankings: 1st in #werewolflove 1st in #fierce 1st in #defiant 1st in #feminism 1st in #monster + many others

He is without a pack, He is without a mate, And he is without a wolf, He is the sanctuary of brutality, a slaughter that waits for its turn. He is Killian, the beast built with strength, power, and chaos that yearns for a reign, not of an Alpha, but of a King meant to rule a bigger land. He is not a werewolf, but he is more. Mystery lies beneath his skin as the entirety of him becomes the root of all havoc, a weapon of war that is greater than the Moon can ever accomplish and beyond what she can create. But beneath the power he harbors, lay a weakness that he can never oppose, Valerie. {TW: Violence, Death, Sex} Completed: October 5, 2020 (UNEDITED)

"F*CK" hearing the word in my voice even though my lips are closed is scary. "I am only allowed to curse in my voice" The deep voice leaving my lips scaring the sh*t out of me. "That is not our biggest problem sweetheart, look" I, or the person in my form held the phone in my face...or not my face? I took the phone in my hand. I have never been so confused. The phone showed me, a guy with a 5 o'clock shadow, sharp sculpted jaw, and short brown hair. Honey gold eyes blinking back at me. I put a hand in front of my face...and so did the guy in the phone... Oh no what have I done. ...my mate and I swapped bodies. "HEY-" I was going to start a panic rant, but the sight of my mate, who is in my body, trying to get a feel of my D cup breasts ringed every alarm bell in my head. "F*cking move another inch, and I will cut off your third leg in the middle down south" my voice deep full of dominance. I was in an Alpha's body, so came the powers with it. ______________________ Luana thought she was smart, using a potion to hide her presence from her mate, if she encountered him on her stay in the Placid Pack. Not really much of a use if her mate is an Alpha. Much to her dismay. She despises the idea of having an Alpha mate. What will her mate, Alpha Stellan , do? Will he let her go on her wish? As in Luana's words to Stellan: "Life is a motherf*cking surprise box, and you are the little clapping monkey with the red striped hat, Stellan." _____________________ Cover credit goes to @giraffelles

"You can't love someone back to life, Israfil." She whispered. Her chest heaved with desperation, her heart throbbing against her rib cage. He shook his head, "You can try," Israfil responded softly. "Let me love you, Farah." - In a society of lies and deceit, there is no truth. Farah Placencio had been alive, but not living. After a failed suicide attempt reeled a mysterious Alpha male closer to her, she held caution close to her chest and kept her eyes open for any signs of danger. An abusive relationship ruled over her life until she was thrown into the world of the supernatural. - spinoff of 'Him', based off of the character alpha israfil. this is not a series and this book can be read alone

They saw him as a monster. Someone incapable of feeling anything, any emotion or sentiment. They saw him as a ruthless shadow that would lurk in the darkness, that would end the lives of anyone that threatened him or what he cared about most. But he was so much more than an image people depicted of him, he was so much more than any rumoured whisper and make-believe story told by parents to their children. -- THIS STORY IS A SAMPLE. MEANING, ONLY THE FIRST FIVE CHAPTERS ARE ON WATTPAD. IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO READ THE FULL VERSION, IT HAS BEEN UPLOADED TO FICFUN BY CONTRACT. IN ORDER TO READ, YOU MUST SIGN UP AND CLICK THE EXTERNAL LINK ATTACHED TO EACH CHAPTER, OR IN MY BIO. -- highest ranks: #26 in werewolf

Part 1 of the LX series Leilani Bela Loupé is a human who was adopted by the Alpha and Luna of Silver Creek Pack. She is an eighteen-year-old girl who already has her future planned out. However, on the afternoon of one warm summer day, she meets someone who drastically changes the course of her life. But that's not the only thing that turns her world completely upside down. She will have to journey through Latum Alterum, a world created just for werewolves, with her friends and with courage. This adventure will not only teach her life lessons; it will also reveal her true identity and a profound secret of her past.

She's the daughter of the prophecy. He's an Alpha with more power than he's worth. She's a Dire Wolf, strong, independent, smart, and an elemental. She can control the elements, not all of them but some. Or at least that's what she thinks. He's a Grey Wolf, intimidating, cunning, seductive, and the master of charm speak. His word is final, and not even she can fight against it. Or at least that's what he thinks. These two are like fire and oil, they don't mix. That is unless you want to watch them burn, then these two wolves are a match made in heaven - or maybe hell? They fall hard and fast for one another, but what happens when they get separated - forced apart - and it's his fault? Will they find their way back to one another? Or will he be left to pay for his sins for the rest of his life?

Highest ranking #2 in werewolf #1 in Completed #1 in Featured ©MadnessReverie ********* I lean my body against his, carefully brushing my lips against his ear. "What's your name?" I whisper before nipping his earlobe once. "Colton" it sounded more like a groan and I smiled internally. I put my knees on either side of his legs and straddle him, wrapping my arms around his neck, careful not to actually rub against him. "Colton, I like it" I moaned softly before biting my lower lip again. I can tell his hands are itching to touch me, but he knows he's not allowed. His eyes are dark with lust and something else I can't quite place. "Say my name again, Kitten" ********* Thrust into what she thought was a mythical world of wolves and mates, Avery's journey is anything but typical. Can she learn to love what she didn't dare to dream actually existed? Can he accept the baggage that comes with her? I don't own any of the pictures I use. Most of them I found on Google. The story is mine though so please don't steal it.

"There was a legend about the king of lycans. It was said that up until now, he is sleeping, waiting for the appearance of his mate." My best friend, Stacey, told me. "King of Lycans? Bullshit." "You don't believe me, do you Julia? I tell you it's true! He is real! My grandmother who is three fucking hundred years old told me so!" "Stace, it's not that I don't believe you. It's just that we wouldn't know if he's real or not until we see him with our own eyes. Plus, why the hell is he sleeping? He should've sought his mate instead of lying on a bed." "It's called hibernating, Jules." "Werewolves hibernate? I didn't know our kind hibernates." "He is not just a werewolf, Jules. He is a lycan. The last male lycan that is to exist." And as if on cue, a loud howl, a howl so powerful, it can make even the trees bend, sounded throughout the whole forest. ---------------------- "Found you."