For fans of Jane Austen, Bridgerton series, period dramas and regency high jinx's. * Move over 'Pride and Prejudice', there's a new insufferably dark and handsome man in town. Did I say, man? I meant woman. One particular woman. As high strung as she is exotic: Mia Antoinette Zarah Arden is the Earl's keeper. Unbeknownst to him, she vowed to guide him in sickness and in health. Sworn to protect him till death do them part. She promised to make a man of him yet. Too bad he wants the all-inclusive perks of an honest woman out of her - one unyielding to his charms and refusing to reveal her secrets. Racism, high society, and hate crimes are the minefield of their new marriage, can it survive as old ghosts resurface to teach the half-breed Countess her biggest lesson of all? The challenge has been issued, with their eyes alone. Game on. [Book I in the League of Keeper's Series] Instagram @distressed_brownie https://www.instagram.com/distressed_brownie/ Disclaimer: no credit taken for any pictures unless stated otherwise, full credibility lies with the owners and will be credited as and where possible (and yes as per my latest update that terrible front cover belongs solely to yours truly!).

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*

Emmett Wolfe was the soon to be alpha, but there was one problem. He needed a mate. Juliana Smith hated wolves, even though she herself was one. She didn't want anything to do with them, but when the soon-to-be alpha claims her as his mate will she change her mind?Will she get over her hate for wolves? Her answer? No. Will he ever give up? No. WARNING: Has not been fully edited or rewritten, so I apologize for any mistakes. A big thanks to @Peado_Bear for helping me edit the first chapters. I appreciate it very much!

For the most part Dava's led a happy life. She had everything that she needed; a loving family, a good home and her romance books. She was saved by the man that she now calls father at the age of five and grew up lacking for nothing. She was the quiet, shy type in school and stayed in the background for the most part and her simple life should have been enough. For the most part, it was. She was even satisfied with the way her life was heading until over night, her happy and simple life gets turned upside down. She walks into school and suddenly his intense gaze is focused solely on her. Adam, the Alpha's son, scented her the moment that she walked in the door. When Dava walked by him, she smelt so sweet that she was all he could think about for the rest of the day. It was then that he knew he had to have her. One way or the other, he would find a way to make her his mate. There was one small problem, Adam's father, the reigning Alpha is Dava's true sacred mate. He was already mated to Adam's mother when she came into the picture at only five years of age. Rafe decided then and there that he would keep his distance and watch her from afar. But now that his own son has stated his claim, can he sit idly by and watch him bond with the one person in this life that was meant for only him?

Highest ranking: #364 werewolf on June 10th, 2017 *** ~ "I have loved you ever since I was three years old and my mother first told me about true mates". *** Dante Hall, the royal beta of the alpha king, had everything he could ever dream of. He had achieved more in his twenty-four years of living than the average eighty year old werewolf. Yet there was one thing Dante did not have; someone to love. He was nearly crippling under the weight that being lonely caused him. He had so much to give. And so his lonely feelings turned into an impossible love for his queen. Dante knew it wasn't right and tried to get rid of those unacceptable feelings for his king's mate. So when he finally found his mate in the queen's beautiful younger sister, Emmaline Reed, Dante was glad to find his inappropriate feelings for queen Aryana had gone with the wind. And he was determined to keep Emmaline by his side. But their ties to the king and queen made that more difficult than he had anticipated. After all danger was always lurking around, waiting to extinguish everything you hold dear.

Every half century in a small little town hidden in the woods, a beast comes out from the forest to claim his bride on the night of an eclipse. The people of call this phenomenon "the taking". This beast is said to be very dangerous. It roams door to door searching for the woman whose being calls to his animal instincts. He will kill, mutilate and destroy everything in his path until he finds his bride. In the past, the townsmen have tried to hunt the creature and kill him before they can steal one of their marriageable daughters, but the beast does not hunt alone. He has followers among the shadows to make sure his goal is accomplished. Once he finds his bride, he carries her back to the forest where she is never seen or heard from again. Celeste believes this so-called "legend" is just some scary fairytale her grandmother made up to scare her. But was she ever wrong when a pair of moonlit eyes stared straight at her through her bedroom window and entered her room. Next thing she knew, she was being carried out the house and into the woods by a half-naked man who called her his. Who would have thought? Grandma wasn't crazy after all. Young Adult novel. Paranormal/Comedy-Romance @2014

•Completed• Featured Wattpad Story How do you fight the moon? It's not Charlie you've been waiting for, it's always been, Odin. Follow this epic journey of Odin and Charlie in the world where tooth and claw rule. Where the very belief systems of wolves are challenged on the most fundamental levels. There is only one true path to walk on, the blood red path.... Wolves lose themselves to their wild. There can only be One Alpha.

Hi, I'm on an editing spree, sorry you have to see it like this. I offer my deepest apologies to those people who supported me on making this whole thing ages ago and is expecting to see it's continuation, I can't, for the life of me, understand my own train of thoughts back then and is unable to come up with a viable continuation for the story as it is. So "Try me" is gonna undergo a large shift on most everything, to fill some plot holes I missed back then and be able to continue it, at least. "Try me" probably won't be named "try me" at all when I'm done with it. but won't you atleast "TRY"adding it to your (things-to-read-in-the-far-future) reading list? Coz it's still the same story at heart. Basically, a human-werewolf romance with slight complications, (like the girl came from a werewolf family but was born human so she runs away, some ..something like that, oh and she'll be eating a bunch of rabbits, too.) you know, the standard stuff. but the editing is gruesome (by that I mean, my muse is being lazy again) and I don't know how it'll go from here on out. I'M SO SORRY ABOUT THIS!!!

A beat of a second passed before he slowly pulled away from me, the suffocating heat withdrawing with him as he straightened up. My eyes lifted to meet his as he released his hold on my knife, and I flicked my wrist, flipping it with ease so my hands closed around its smooth, still-warm handle. The room was silent. The ten other men seated on the couch didn't bother trying to hide the shock on their faces that a hunter had just agreed to a deal with their Alpha. I totally felt the same way, even if I was that dumb motherfucker. They seemed to be imagining what horrible, unthinkable threats he could have whispered into my ear to make me cave, but to think my resolve had dissolved with just four unexpected words from his mouth. Sometimes, I wondered if I even had a brain. "So," I said now, holding back a sigh as I looked up into those steely, unreadable eyes, "If I'm going to work with you, I'll need a name to call you by. Unless you prefer to be referred to as moody dick?" Silence followed my words. "What, don't you guys know Moby Dick?" I asked no one in particular, and ten pairs of eyes exchanged glances that further questioned my sanity. The last pair of eyes held mine steady. The ring of gold in them seemed to burn like a flickering candlelight against the night of the sea. "Heath," he said, and I could finally place his accent as the name curled and settled in my ears like a cat by the fireplace. I smiled. "Well, cool." I put my hand out between us, the one holding the knife, the silver-pointed tip facing him as I offered him a handshake. "Nice to meet you moody dick, I'm Alessandra."

"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to fight for her freedom. There's only one problem: a powerful man blocking her way.