(Book 3/3) Being a Dyrith adds a whole new level of complexity when you're also a werewolf. In this realm of powerful creatures, when you have the abilities of more than one, what does that make you? ... Rayne Ylva has no idea what she has wrapped herself into but her fate seems to be written in a prophecy. A prophecy that was told to oppose the tyrants in power, a prophecy that could define her future. It won't be long before Rayne realizes that she's not as ordinary as she seems, and there's more to her than just being a Dyrith. But is her extraordinary nature, worth being chased around the world? Is it worth not going back to the place she calls home? Is it worth being away from the one she loves? She will have to find a way to get out of this mess before it gets to her. She will have to learn so much more before she's capable to fight back. Step One: Finding out who she really is. ... Book 3, HTTIC: Dyrith Disclaimer: This is the third installment of the 'Heir To The Iron Crown' series. Kindly check out the first two stories as this is not a stand-alone book.

Highest Rankings 1 in #mythicalcreatures 1 in #werewolvesandvampires 2 in #pack 2 in #2018 3 in #matebond 66 in #romance Small electric sparks run down the length of my body as I look into his cold grey eyes, the moonlight illuminating them further and they flash brighter. He stands a few yards away, with his fingers clenched and his jaw set. A gentle breeze blows his dark chocolate hair off his forehead, showing his angry brows and glaring eyes. A slight shudder runs down my spine as his eyes dance down my body shamelessly. I blush thinking how I had done the same. Suddenly he takes a step forward and on instinct I take many quick steps back, putting distance between us. My heartbeat picks up, thumping louder as my blood pumps faster throughout my body. He growls lowly in warning as I take more hesitant steps away. I turn to the side when two strong arms stop me, I struggle against their holds at first until, but a chilling growl stops everything in its path. Instantly the hands let go and the two men back off. "Why are you running?" A deep voice asks, he stands directly behind me, gently caressing my arm, running his middle finger up and down twice. With my lack of response he grasps my left arm, shaking me with black filled eyes. "Why." He growls. "...t-they agreed that once they're safely back to you, that I c-could leave." My voice is quiet, I look down at the dirt embarrassed at my stuttering. He grips my arm tighter causing me to look up into his dark grey eyes. "That agreement has changed, mate."

(Complete) Rae East has always cast herself off as a girl not worthy of a Mate. With a past of self-doubt and expectations of a hopeless future, her theory crumbles when she discovers she is mated to an Alpha. Not expecting anything from it, Rae finds herself in a confusing situation. Giving no clarity, her Alpha Mate brings her back to his pack with no purpose. She sinks into herself, lost, alone, and in pain. With a Mate who has no interest in her whatsoever, Rae struggles to find her purpose in the pack and in her own world. Not knowing if she has a future with the Alpha she can't help but want, Rae must search elsewhere for happiness like she had once planned. But with a taste of the bond she can't help but share, it becomes difficult to move on from the Alpha who holds her heart captive. PG 16+ (but you know yourself better than I do)

(Complete) Eric's lips brush mine, a slow, light action that already has me hooked. A comforting warmth engulfs my body, spreading from limb to limb like wildfire. His sweet lips move delicately with my own, the caress of his lips softer than I could have imagined. It is over too soon as he drifts away. "Now was that so difficult?" Eric murmurs as I try to register what just happened. <> <> <> While trying to see the best in everyone, Isabella finds herself battling against her own mind. After an attack on her pack, she has to choose between her newly discovered Alpha mate and her beloved, younger sister. Her heart is in the palm of his hand--though she struggles to admit it--but that doesn't mean he won't crush it. It is a game of trust, and she cannot afford to lose. WARNING: An older story of mine. You may run into many technical errors, plot holes, or cringe. You have been warned! All rights reserved Copyright © 2017 Enjoy!

Paige Edwards has waited from the time she was sixteen for her mate, just like any other werewolf. But, seven years later, she is still yet to find her mate, has an adopted son, and an entire pack to run. Paige was the Female Alpha, and nothing was going to get in her way. Highest ranking: #104 in werewolf [08/07/17] Started: 2015 Oct 29 Finished: 2016 Jun 28 © Leo Smith 2015-2016

"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

"I'm a psycho at the bottom of the pack, and you're a warrior built to kill. Isn't it a weird mix?" He shrugs, a wicked grin plastered to his face. "I think it's the perfect mix." ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ *Completed * Klepto is a werewolf, an omega, and exactly as her name says. A kleptomaniac. She's a compulsive stealer. So it's not a surprise that everyone in her pack despises her for her flaw. To distract herself from the constant bullying, she sticks her nose in books, dreaming of fictional worlds. Ezra, on the other hand, is a prideful lycan warrior with a desperate need for an attitude adjustment. When his team is assigned to protect a pack in the mountains of West Virginia, he is anything but thrilled. He wants power, responsibility, respect... things that don't come with being a babysitter. It's when they arrive that Ezra spots the curvy werewolf that happens to be his soul mate. In that moment he finds his entire world shifting. Klepto is a thief, and she knows just how to steal his heart. * Rated PG-13 for mild language, abuse, some adult content * Highest rankings #1 in new adult - 6/29/19 #4 in werewolf - 3/18/19 #1 in warrior - 6/24/19 #3 in lycanthrope - 6/4/18 #52 in love - 3/18/19 #5 in mates - 4/2/19 #63 in alpha - 3/25/19