Chance Nightshade, a werewolf with a curious curse, will avenge her brother's murder at any cost-even if it means working with an infuriatingly charming vampire prince. Season 1 of Witchfire ***** Cursed with yellow eyes and the ability to tell truth from lies, Chance Nightshade is used to confronting the uncomfortable reality of things. But when a death in the family snowballs into a shadow war between werewolves and vampires, Chance finds herself torn between protecting her pack and working with an irritatingly charming vampire prince to solve her brother's murder. Can she prevent the destruction of everything she holds dear by putting her faith in her enemy? Or will she be forced to save herself and her people by taking up her father's mantle as Alpha...whether he's willing to step down or not? ***** [word count: 90,000-100,000 words] Cover designed by Stefanie Saw

Bailey has wanted a relationship like her parents had. When her husband is killed she moves back home with her newborn baby. When someone tries to hurt her she turns to the one man who she has always cared for. Deke hasn't had the easiest life, but the one constant light was his best friend, Bailey. He watched as she moved on with her life not telling her his feelings. Now she's back home and he tried to keep his distance until she is nearly kidnapped.

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

"I don't want you to mark me" I said quickly. "Why?" he asked me, his tone seemed calm but i knew he was far from it. "I have a commitment towards my pack" I told him, hoping he'll understand but to my astonishment his eyes were dark now and he held his palms in a tight fist. "You are my mate Templar, you belong to my pack" he said in a condescending tone. My blood boiled at the tone he was using with me. Nobody talks to me like that. Nobody. "Do not use that tone with me, Everett. You are not my Alpha, I respond to-" none, i was about to say, but had to bite my tongue to change that. I was not ready to tell him that I'm the sole White Shifter, not ready to tell him I'm The Alpha of my pack. So i lied, again.

O, the name which threatens every shifter in the country. No one has ever actually seen O, whose victims are always the Alpha's. The pack wolves despise him while the rogues adore this killer. Duncan Rhoades, new Alpha of the Emperor pack is on a hunt. Having sworn to take revenge for his father's death he wants to hunt, torture and kill this mysterious murderer O. He had perfectly planned his hunt when he had set foot on the Supreme Pack where O has been currently taking refuge. But there was one unexpected glitch in his perfect plan. He had never hoped to find Seline, his mate, who he thinks is O's sister.

"Everett" I called him when he paused in his tracks. I looked around and realized that we were right in the middle of a clearing. "Why did we stop here?" I enquired in bewilderment. Everett, who had his back to me, turned to face me. The hurt expression in his face didn't miss my notice even when he tried his best to conceal it from me, by giving me a small smile. "You know I love you right?" he asked me and I nodded happily. I knew my mate loves me and I love him too. He stepped forward, cupped my face in his hands and placed a light, feathery kiss on my forehead. "I'm doing this because I love you" he whispered, and then taking a step back, curled his fingers to form a tight fist. I stared at his fist and then glanced up to clash with his pacific blue eyes, "Doing what?" I prompted. Everett didn't bother replying; instead he shifted into his huge black wolf, compelling me to take a few steps back. 'Shift' he commanded through the link. I looked away not meeting his gaze because I didn't appreciate the way he commanded me. Nobody commands me. Nobody. 'I, Everett Green, Alpha of Waterwave Pack, am challenging you, Templar Green, White Wolf, for a fight'

In the new world of werewolves, where she-wolves are now in charge, Alpha Emilia has made a promise to herself. When her mother puts her trust in her mate and ends up dead because of it, Emilia automatically detests the idea of having a mate. Along with promising herself to be the ideal Alpha; headstrong, in charge and of course Imperious, she vows to never let her mate sway her judgement or her ruling over her pack. And now, two years of ruling Furious pack without meeting her mate, Emilia's vow remains intact. But when she finds her mate and things begin to come undone. She really finds out what it means to be headstrong, in charge, and -- most of all -- imperious. Cover made by the one and only: @RachelS8766 Highest Book Rankings: #13 in Rebellion #11 in alpha-female #20 in Women #364 in Werewolf Award: TheWolfyyAwards of April-June 2017 Category: Budding Romance Place: Second Place. _________________________________________________________ The moral right of the author has been asserted. All rights reserved. This story is published subject to the to the condition that it shall not be reproduced or transmitted in a whole or part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law. A single copy of the materials available in this material may be made, solely for personal , noncommercial use. Individuals must preserve any copyright or other notices contained or associated with them. Users may not distribute said copies to others, whether or not electronic form or in a hard copy, without prior handwritten consent of the copyright holder of the materials. All Rights Reserved Copyright © 2014 by N. Royal

In the world of the shifters, males dominate every plane of the hirerchy. Be it wolves, jaguars, cats or any other species, a male is always the alpha. Rhys Valkyer is the strongest pack leader in all of Asia. Faster and stronger than almost every other wolf in the country, owner of the largest pack, he has never known defeat. But what happens when wolves that venture out too far in the mountaneous regions of the Himalayas never return? It sparks his interest. Mikalya 'Mink' Carnel is the only female alpha in the history of time. Defying the natural order of things, she is the first woman to start a pack of female dominated wolfs. Fearless and stronger than even an alpha male, she is ready to defend her small pack from any threat that comes their way. But when the two most powerful alphas of the world come face to face with each other, will it begin a new war for dominance or will they give in to the fierce attraction powering the greatest desire and passion both of them has ever experianced.

Alpha Adella is known to be the 'Snow Alpha'- many think she is a myth, some others believe in her; nobody knows for certain. One thing that everybody knows though is that if someone goes into the North Mountains, they don't come out. Nobody seeks out what it's like there and comes back, what happens if someone plans on changing that? ******* My book isn't cliche, have a read ;) Best Ranks: #5 in action out of 27K #26 in fantasy out of 29.4K #97 in werewolf out of 23K

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