A collection of stories all connected by one thing: Crescent City, the domain of werewolves. Slip through the streets of this city of magic and luxury, and you'll see alpha-kings with scars beneath their suits and blood staining the diamonds worn by their queens. Humans may be found there, too, scraping out a life in the spaces between pack territories. Fragile in the face of fangs. Entranced under predatory gazes. Loyalty unbroken even in death, forbidden love that flares into murder, and dark passions that come to life only in the deep of night. Welcome to a city that uncovers the beasts hiding in all hearts.

"Our women cannot be wooed." Warned the King. "They have not met my men." The Sovereign replied. In Rowland, a kingdom void of love, where even a kiss is unheard of, Illyria is the prim and proper niece of the King, and his unofficial body guard. This princess has never been sated with her position, and has done everything in her power to climb the political ladder to reach the power and prestige she craves, the position of General over the kings army. On the eve of a marriage arranged to help her climb, a mysterious foreign ruler intrudes the castle walls, a masked leader known only as "The Sovereign." King Hal of Rowland takes this invasion to be a declaration of war, but instead the Sovereign is there to make him an offer he can't refuse. Meridian, the suave, lighthearted General of the Sovereign's army was just an adolescent when the plague that killed his Kindoms female population; including half his family, struck Morwick. Can he, his twin brother, cousin and the other young men who have mastered seduction and romance to an art form even turn the heads of icy, detached ladies who have never even heard of it? If they fail, war will soon follow. In this medieval Hunger Games, What happens when politics meet passion? 100 of Morwick's men must face off against 100 of Rowland's women during "Bedding Camp". Though the Morwick's weapon of choice is not what Illyria is expecting. Ranked #1 in Historical Fiction as of June 23 2017 *Complete book available on Amazon* (Link in my bio)

When an enigmatic and handsome stranger walks into Evangeline Hart's lonely life, he makes her question everything she's ever known. With his twisted, unstable personality and his ethereal features, she is drawn to him with the kind of intoxicating trance that brings a butterfly to nectar. He is unpredictable, uncanny, and he's stalking her. What Evangeline didn't know is that her blue-eyed angel is indeed a psycho. ❝What if the blue I see is not the same color blue you see?❞ cover done by @synesthesia-

Penny: I still remember the first moment our eyes met, something happened. Those icy blue eyes. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I could feel the magnetic pull and we're both helpless against it. Our eyes met constantly across the room. He would be the first to tear his eyes away. He's so powerful, though. So charismatic. He's a lycan. I'm just a regular werewolf. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I made up my mind that I would make him love me. I would fight for what I want. I would deny my own mate if it means I get to keep him. Three years I went after him single-mindedly. I laid my heart out for him. He kept pushing me away. Then one day he pushed too far...and I'm tired of fighting for us. There's no us. I'm just a fool. I'm done fighting. I made up my mind that I'm going forget him. I'm going to go out there and lose my virginity, over and over again if I have to. I mean, why hold on to it, right? It's not like I'm getting an award for keeping it the longest. Not likely that my mate will keep his virginity for me. Darius certainly didn't. Why the double standard? So, why can't he just leave me alone now? Why is he so hellbent on breaking me? Stupid lycan. Ughhh...stupid, stupid lycan. Darius: The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she's my erasthai. The one. The exotic looking dark haired beauty. Dark eyes taunting me. Haunting me. Only I'm not looking for the one. I'm a warrior, there's no room for a mate. A mate will make you weak. My enemies could get to me through my mate. Then it happened. She finally gave up. For some reason, it makes me mad. Not only did she give up, but she gets this crazy idea that she's going to lose her virginity to some random stranger. Fvck that! That's not going to happen. Nobody else is touching her. I'll make her wait until she finds her mate. She's so stubborn, though. She's driving me crazy. So, why can't I leave her alone?

CREATED 2016. UPDATED 2021 This story is a Horror Story so you need to be careful if you read this 'cause some lines are horror and make your dream horror.We are just creating a story about a horror and we are doing our best.THANK YOU! Author: Hi! I'am Ma. Hailey Chloe Joyo and my true name is Hailey but you can call me Chloe.I'am 9 yrs. old only and i like horror movies so then i create this story,honestly,i qas just the one who is creating this story.I just say WE 'cause i was just needing a help when i will translate TAGALOG words to ENGLISH word. I was a Filipina not a Foreign,what do you think i qas? So well,just enjoy my story.THANK YOU!!!

In a world where mythical creatures roam free, where kings rule and bards sing, Shayn of Densherr vows to make a name for himself. Needless to say, this is particularly hard for a young man orphaned at birth. To make matters worse, he is thrown into a war that began long before R'haimon The First founded the Mistlands. The Lycans against the Pale Ones. With Shayn having lost the part of himself that makes him human, keeping his secret while keeping his head becomes increasingly difficult. His voice will be heard nonetheless, and all of the Mistlands shall know what makes him Grey. ____________________________________________________________________ Cover by @olygrail_

Angela Tarantino is a dedicated police officer who is young and full of life, yet she is left yearning for success. When a detective position opens up in her department, she is the first to jump at the opportunity. Soon she finds out there is a catch, in order to acquire this position she is to work undercover infiltrating one of the biggest crime families in New York, the Lucchese mafia. Angela leaves her life behind to live in a small town in upstate New York named Roxbury. Angela acquires a job as a waitress in the famous Lucchese Diner, with the help of an informant who vouches for her. Angela must infiltrate the Lucchese family in order to gather intel that would implicate the them in many crimes and murders. Once in, it becomes hard for Angela not to sympathize with the people around her. the lines between right and wrong begin to blur. Will Angela choose her new life, or her old one? The Sparrow: A Mafia Novella is now available on Kindle! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BX4VC1SS?fbclid=IwAR0FUeKtZa4wVbbQSIxP25FhoICP1AZRduRIdS8espv8e0p7eQxQuLCwXAM

He can hear her each breath He can see her every move He can sense her every emotion He can appear anywhere He craves her He wants her And He has her He resides in her as her fear. *** Aurora Moore a soft hearted person's life becomes a nightmare with abrupt appearance of the one whose dark presence can engulf you in the abyss of darkness, the darkness which has no escape. *** Her whimper is his music Her pain is his pleasure Her fear is his aliment And She belongs to him ----------------------------------------------------------------- Trailer of the book is by aishafanfiction. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Highest ranking- 1st rank in fantasy genre. (9-7-2017) ------------------------------------------------------------- This isn't a cliche book on obsession . It has supernatural elements in it, prophecies and unimaginable twist. It is full of magic, darkness, conflicts, suspense, supernaturalism, action, a lot of drama ,and of course, is full of romance too. --------------------------------------------------------------- This book is under constant editing.

Book 2 in the Deviant Creature Series Secrets will unravel you. Windy City was no stranger to violence, although some of inhabitants were. Home to many, home to death. Home to the supernatural. Duke Harris. A male name. But a female user. A young woman living on the streets, fighting day by day to survive. It was safe to say that Duke Harris was a strange woman indeed. With a man's name and knack for experiencing strange occurrences, there was not a single day that went by without Duke having to haul ass. Equipped with her brains and attitude she will have to face her biggest challenge yet. The men who were destined for her.

*MATURE* Don't let anyone ever fool you that mating is easy business and all soft kisses and cuddles. Because it's not. Especially if you're mating a breed of shifters whom are suppose to be extinct after the last Great War thousands of years ago. Say hello to my mates-yes-plural as in two ferocious, sinfully sexy, deadly, arrogant, beast who both have sexual drives that surpassed an alpha rabbit in heat! Damien and Axial, men not to be taken lightly and are deeply feared even by the high court are my mates. With more secrets shimmering in those identical golden eyes than there are stars in the night sky. Their mere presence is trouble impersonated. No wonder the king-their uncle- wants them dead. And I've somehow gotten myself mated to both brothers. How the hell did I get myself in this mess!? And wegmatches mates? They must have been sky diving off ogf the moon while intoxicated off dog crap because do they seriously expect me to be a mate to two giant mythical creatures when I don't even know the first thing about Dragons?! Well scratch that, there is two thing I know about Dragons. Twin male dragons to be precise. They are wild untamed beast who thrill off driving me bonkers and yet bring forth the wildest most untamed desire I never knew I possessed. They are beast. Wild ferocious beast! More accurate of what is expected when mating two arrogant Dragon's would be exhausting, confusing, and infuriating. And you better quickly learn that getting a dominant jerk of a male Dragon angry will lead to your house catching on fire 'accidentally' and some hard, pounding of two giant mates into you at supernatural speed later. Some mind blowing, carnal thrust after enraged thrust of knee buckling sex that guarantees at least a week of soreness and the impossibility to even blink much less move afterwards. DO NOT. EVER. MATE WITH DRAGON'S! WARNING *Explicit language and mature themes*