A living being has many choices. With choices comes responsibility, either for a person or a task. Sometimes choosing wrong doesn't necessarily mean that you've lost your chance at life, love etc, it just means you have to take the longer and harsher route to get there. And if you believe and work for it, then you will get what you deserve. Cause if it's meant to be, you'll end where fate exactly wants you to be. Sorry, I really suck at descriptions, so here's a sneak peak to entertain you all J ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- SNEAK PEAK :) "Mother? Please I'm sorry. I didn't mean to speak so harsh to you. I didn't mean to hurt my mate. I didn't mean to let all of this happen. I was just petrified of the thought of her getting hurt. She was an Omega mother, meaning that she never trained, and I just couldn't put her in harms way. I thought what I did was the right thing, but when she rejected me and ran away she rook a big chunk of my heart with her. I just want her here with me. I really want to introduce you to each other, you'd love her, she'd love you and-" "Son." "-she'd be happy, I then would be happy. My wolf would still be talking to me now if she was here, right here next to me.I could hear her melodious laughter directed at me for being terrified of your yelling and then calm me down. I'd still be able to pl-" "Dillon." "-ay with her soft brown locks and look into her mesmerizing orbs. I'd be able to snuggle with her and..and..", I couldn't hold it anymore and cried. The pain was eating me alive. I curled myself into a fetus and clutched my chest and bawled my eyes out. Her hair. Her eyes. Her nose. Her lips. Her smile. Everything about her was a clear picture in my mind. Her giggle. Her laugh. Her moan. The sounds still play over and over like a broken radio. Her kiss. The taste of her lips still linger behind.

(Originally called Rapture...lol) "Well, well who would've thought I'd find you like this, Anya" Anya Parks is the most infamous rogue known across the globe and she always knew there was something odd about the Crimson Moon pack. She just wasn't prepared for what she was soon to learn. Nor was she prepared for her world to be turned upside down. She's heard the myths, but never in her lifetime did she think she'd run into the person told in them and never once thought she'd be mated to the only son and child of the moon goddess, Damien. Her life as a rogue was turned to ash and now she has a secret that could possibly send her to her grave if anyone found out about it. ****Please note that this story is unedited****

“Why are you so nice to me?” He finally spoke, his voice quiet and smooth. I frowned, surprised that he spoke, but more surprised at his question. I shrugged, shifting in my seat uncomfortably and said, “I’m nice to everyone; why wouldn’t I be nice to you?” He gulped, his Adams apple bobbing up and down as he did so and he ran his fingers through his sandy coloured hair. “Because I’m a Rogue.” His green eyes stared deep into mine, the colour reminding me of the forest and I found myself completely lost in them. They were unbelievably beautiful. “You’re a Rogue; not a monster,” I mumbled, feeling my cheeks heating up in embarrassment. ~*~ Cover: adorkable Published: 7/18/14

"You were made for me," he says while stroking my cheek. "You belong to me." He threads his fingers through my hair, then yanks my hair back making me gasp and look into his amber orbs. "But if you so much as talk to another man, I'll punish you. Then you will sit and watch me kill him. Slowly." I knew he was serious. Alpha Landyn Westman was always serious. LeeAna Harrison was 17 when she first met her mate, Landyn Westman. He was 18 and the star of the school considering he was the next alpha. Landyn has been waiting for his mate since he was a kid. She couldn't avoid him forever, and he will never let her go. WARNING: This is not a cliché werewolf story. The first ten chapters are dark. Prepare to feel mixed emotions. You have been warned. ** IF YOU ARE NOT MATURE OR A CHILD THEN DONT READ THIS STORY** Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

He's ruthless He's a monster He's a god He's Alpha Xavior

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Ayane- A beautiful, young soul running from her past and towards a hopeful future. With life continuing on and new hardships arising, what may appear around the corner? Then there's Mr Alpha Anonymous- His real name is unknown. His weakness will never be shown. He is powerful. He is relentless. He is the Alpha. ***WARNING: MATURE CONTENT***

~A FEATURED WATTPAD STORY~ COMPLETED Leonidas, a cold, rude, arrogant Alpha, was raised by his father to think that mates are beneath them. His mother was physically and mentally abused but his father, and that was what he thought was the right thing to do. Constantly warring with himself on how to treat his future mate, he decides not to accept her altogether, whoever she is. She would weaken him and his position, and it was easier to reject and forget her. Eleanor is a plain she-wolf living in a pack that treats women as servants. Women are only tools to men, only used to clean the household and produce children for their mates. She thought the right thing to do was to let men control her every decision, always look down in submission, and never speak unless spoken to. She wishes for her mate to get her out of this hell, but is afraid this hell will always be in her mind. Leonidas is stuck in his pride, Eleanor is stuck in a hell impossible to escape. Will they survive as mates? Highest Rankings: #15 in Werewolf #16 in Werewolf #52 in Werewolf (9/21/2019) #68 in Werewolf #90 in Werewolf (9/24/2019) #224 in WereWolf - #419 in Love