Highest Ranking: #1 in werewolf as of 10-12-15! "Please...don't do this." I whimpered as he took a step closer. He narrowed his black eyes, "Sorry not sorry." he sneered. I closed my eyes, praying this would be over soon. *********************** Celina Blood, she's shy, sweet, caring, but she's also stubborn and strong. She's a fun she-wolf who is hiding a terrible past. Hades Black, the arrogant Alpha who is disgusted by rogues. He's cruel and heartless, something his mate learns quickly. Along with something else that may just fully break her.

Sequel to Misty _______________ The wind stopped. The birds rested on the branches. The squirrels peeked out from behind the leaves. The forest turned silent, covering these two souls from the glare of the afternoon sun. He stared at her radiant face. "We are different," she said softly, guilt glinting in her eyes. "Very different from each other. Our worlds aren't same." "Moon Goddess never makes a wrong decision. The Mist that your pack has taught you about, is an illusion, my mate." He told her with a small smile on his face. "A trick of mind it is. When you stop believing in its presence, it wouldn't be there. You will be able to see everything clearly." She cupped his cheek, rubbing her thumb against the bristles. "I can see everything clearly, my mate. I see the border of enmity between two packs." The smile that showed the delight of meeting his mate, now displayed the fear of uncertainty. But the Alpha blood running in his veins kept him warm. Confidence spread upon his heart as the inner beast told him the universal truth. Furthermore, the touch of his mate would always fill him with high spirit. "There can never be a barrier between lovers." He said the ultimate truth to the divine beauty, looking in her mischievous eyes. Her eyebrows raised and rested back slowly. Raising her chin, she watched him leaning his face downwards slightly in curiosity. Consequently, she brought her mouth closer to his ear, whispering the answer for him and the silent audience present in this forest, favouring him. "But we are not lovers, my mate. We are enemies."

#42 in Mythology ____ Looking everywhere through dark, among the light, a tired soul looked for another. The question was simple, the answer was a mess. "Where will I find her?" The voice came out clean, burdened with no stress. "She will find you." A deep breathe echoed around, the silent scream was audible. "When?" A smile curved beautifully, the heartbeats were unstoppable. "When the love will blind you."

"Yes." I accepted his proposal and have no idea what I got myself into. Am I seriously falling for Mr. Jox? Does he have that effect on me that makes me ignore all caution about marriage? The way my soul ignites when he touches me and the flames that sparks fire when he looks at me with those sterling, danger grey eyes reel me towards him even more. What am I to him? There must a charm I have if I'm able to snag a billionaire without seducing him. What does he see in me that I can't see in myself? He loves me and I hate to rush to admit it, but I love him too. Part two of the trilogy "The Joxes". Read, enjoy and comment please.

Watty Finalist: Mystery/Thriller, On the Rise I see him vividly in my head. Him. The guy who calls himself A for whatever reason. The guy dressed in a black cloak with a hood that makes his face look like an endless sea of darkness. The guy whose voice is like velvet; so smooth; yet so deep and dark it sends chills down my spine every time he speaks. The guy whose simple words and actions are enough to send my heart into a frenzy. The guy whose black-as-night eyes captivate me day and night. The guy who enjoys teasing me and making me angry, like it's one of his new hobbies. The guy who has the power to make my legs turn to jelly in an instant. The guy whose past is so deep, dark, and bottled up that it scares me. The guy who spends most of his time stalking me; visiting me at night. The guy whose arms hold me so tight and securely. The guy who evokes feelings in me that honestly scare the hell out of me. But he's not just a guy. He's a criminal. The criminal that calls me cupcake.

"Don't lose hope Isabella, and I won't lose you" **** Ever since her mother died, her father has abused her. She thought she was saved when she met Jason. But she was far from it. Darcey and Dean are the only ones that know about about her pain, but even they can't help her. Isabella won't give up. She believes in soulmates, so when she meets Dylan, she's completely lost for words. He's her mate, a werewolf. But so is Tate. Isabella is thrown between Packs, confused and shocked. They both claim to be her mates, but she knows she can only have one. Now she has to choose between what she wants and what she needs. What makes her decision harder are the secrets that people have kept from her. She soon learns that the people she once loved, aren't what they seemed. Now she must find the truth between lies and hope to the Goddess that she chooses correctly. Book 1 in The Silver Prophecy Collection