Taiga, a vibrant young waitress at The Den, is renowned for her quick wit and intelligence. With an easygoing and bubbly personality, she navigates the diverse clientele with finesse, effortlessly handling even the most formidable creatures that venture into the bar. On the other hand, Kaail, an Elite Yautja hunter, has carved his path with a meteoric rise through the ranks. Known for lethal agility that defies his imposing size, he is a force to be reckoned with. His rapid ascension is complemented by a formidable temper. Have you ever wondered what happens when a Yautja walks into a Bar? Mature content 🔞 Okay, yautjas don't belong to me. But everything else in this book does?

A young girl trapped in a spider's web, but she soon realizes he wants more than to just make a meal out of her. wren, is a lone witch without a coven who has been searching her whole life for a place she could belong, but during one unfortunate evening after being attacked by a cat monster she stumbles into an Arachne's den and get's caught within his web. Things don't look great for her, especially when the Arachne proclaims that he plans to use her as bait, but as past memories from her childhood rear up from the back of her mind, Wren soon comes to realize that this Arachne has other plans for her. Wren must find a way to escape or else she'll end up being devoured by the hungry spider, unfortunately for her when it comes to this mysterious Arachne she is little more than a moth and he a blazing flame. can she avoid getting burned? (no guarantee for quick updates, I know I've already got to many projects, if this gets decently popular then i might update more~)

There was nothing particularly extraordinary about Rachael Martin as far as she was concerned. She was just an average omega with ordinary ambitions, an ordinary life, and what she thought was an ordinary scent. Jason Bulter was not an ordinary alpha. Imbalanced in more ways than one, all he wanted to do was live his life without his biology getting him into trouble. Unfortunately for him, scent compatibility was likely to get him into a lot of it. Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics

What if the Moon Goddess made a mistake? "At that very moment, Alpha Night felt something he had never felt before. A dark, animalistic instinct washed over him causing his eyes to flash red and a growl to sound from the depths of his chest. He felt his claws extending and his canines lengthening as if he were about to shift. Mine." Alpha Alaricus Night was, by any definition, king of the earth. The most powerful and deadly werewolf to have ever lived, Alaricus has been Alpha King since year 1066. And in all 949 of those years he has never loved a single soul. Warning: DARK STORY. If you're uncomfortable with darker themes, this may not be the story for you. [Highest ranked: #6 in Werewolf]

Warning: This book contains mature content. (18+) ___________ This is a story where desire and destiny conflate, His fervent heart seeks his destined mate, Because.... "He was bound by obsession, she was bound by fate." __________ He was too absorbed in ogling my exposed breasts, his gaze dark and hungry. I took advantage of his distraction and glanced toward the door. It hung loosely on its hinges, barely attached after his earlier outburst. A cold reminder of his strength, he could easily rip it apart, just like he could rip me apart. If I ran fast enough, maybe, just maybe, I could make it to the front door. I just needed one chance, one opening. With my heart pounding in my throat, I bolted toward the door, adrenaline pumping through my veins like fire. My bare feet slapped against the floor, each step a desperate plea for freedom. But just as I reached the threshold, his arm shot out like a viper, snaking around my waist and yanking me back. I collided with his chest, the impact knocking the breath out of me. His body was a wall of muscle, impenetrable and unyielding. "We have to do something about your running habit, mate." ___________ Please read the trigger warning in the Author's note before continuing.

Ruby Crowell thought she was finally safe when she moved across the country, but that was until she ran into the one man who was dead set on ruining her life. If only Ruby knew just how obsessed Atlas Langdon was with her, then maybe she'd be smart enough to run away from the big bad wolf that fueled her nightmares, mate or not.

"If they aren't pretty when they are dead, then why bother keeping the bodies in my cemetery? Just burn them. Burn all of them, and give me the charming ones." I laughed at how psychotic he sounded; or even how psychotic he was."You're young, why do you even own your own cemetery? That can't even be legal." "Why bother concerning yourself over my affairs? This cemetery-" he quickly corrected himself, "My cemetery is the most luxurious and ravishing of them all." He bent down, and began to whisper in my ear, "And I know, that you, my lamb, understand my funeral style, don't you?"

"It was a cold, rainy evening. Nightfall was looming, making the surrounding trees cast vicious shadows onto the ground around me. All I wanted was to fix my flat tire, get on the road, get home. My wet hoodie was becoming plastered to my body, and the wind was picking up. I was trembling harder than the leaves. I took one last look around before I turned my attention back to my spare tire. And that was all it took. My name is Fawn Ellis, and this is how I made the wildest mistake of my life."