"I want you, Gray. I want you to give me every ounce of your being. I want know how you feel. I want to know how you taste. Most of all, I want to know what you sound like when I bury myself deep inside of you, and have you screaming my name." He breaths, running his nose against my cheek. I let out a shaky breath and whimper as Calvin's hands dig into my thighs. My body is begging to be touched.

He teases her. He challenges her. He fascinates her while he irritates her like no other. He drives her insane. He makes her...ughh, so mad she could scream! The only thing he won't do is let her go. Quincy: I'm a human living among the werewolves. My mom is a werewolf. She had a drunken fun one night with a stranger, a human. The union was not supposed to bear an offspring. I'm not supposed to happen, but here I am, an outsider. They all hate me but my Nana loved me. Then Nana died. They moved me to the pack house. Now, their old Alpha three times my age wants to make me his. That is not the life I signed up for. My Nana nurtured me a dream to go off to college. So I run. I run not because I'm a coward. I run to save myself. I will have nothing to do with their kind anymore. I'll be a normal human among other normal humans. I'll be so normal, even the most average normal humans will feel like freaks next to my normal ass. They will bow down before me and call me Queen Normal. Then I see him. The best specimen of men...but I know he's not human. He's not a werewolf either, so what is he? There's this pull between us but I know I shouldn't get close to his kind...whatever he is. The trouble is, he won't leave me alone. Caspian: I've been looking for my erasthai for decades. My mother dearest, the queen of all werewolves and lycans is pressuring me to marry Lady Celeste. I'm supposed to take over the throne from my father and make lady Celeste my queen. I want nothing to do with her. I want my erasthai. Then I saw her. She's a human. The most beautiful mesmerizing creature ever, and she's mine! I thought it's going to be easy. It should have been easy. Come on, ALL girls want me. I mean, look at me. I'm gorgeous! Mirrors weep when I walk past them. She refused to give me the time of the day. Well, too bad princess. I'm not about to let you get away. I'll crush all other competitions. I'm Prince Caspian. I always get what I want.

(SAMPLE CHAPTERS ONLY!) Previously known as Way of the Wolf: Oria "He watched her the way I watched him, full of a longing for the one we could never have." ~ Oria was used to being nothing but a shadow on the wall to most wolves, and she was good at it. For most of her life, she's been taught to keep her head down, stay quiet and draw minimal attention to herself. Her past has left a dark cloud over her, one she's been unable to get away from despite her best friend's attempt to help. With Cathwulf now an Alpha Female, it's shone somewhat of a spotlight on Oria, one that seems to have caught the attention of the new Beta, despite him having his eyes and heart held by Cathwulf...his best friend's mate. Oria knows she can be more than she's settled for, but fear keeps her locked in place. Yet her wolf has become uncontent with being bottom of the pack and pushes her to fight her way up the ranks. Yet how can you fight things that have been drilled into you since birth? Beta Quillan has a dark past of his own, one that he fights with every second of every day, which draws Oria's own broken wolf towards him. A healer and a Beta, both more alike than they think

Everyone should have a code to live by, a set of rules created from life experiences. I have one, and right now, this boy is breaking about three of them without trying. "Come on Tempest, you know avoiding me won't work." Butch murmurs, his metallic gray eyes watching my every move as he pins me against the wall. I have to give the boy credit, he's persistent. "A girl can dream..." I mutter in resignation, pretending to be irritated by his presence. However, I've found myself drawn to his brute charm, which is a bad thing considering the circumstances. "Do you really despise me that much?" I shake my head, it's quite the opposite actually. "Then why?" I look up to meet his gaze, trying not to get lost in it. "Rule 35." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tempest Zebel Mercer is a street witch who just moved to North Carolina from Brooklyn, New York. Living in a cabin left to her by her Great Aunt, she hopes to find peace from the dark secrets that haunt her past. Things change however, when she meets Butch. A boy whose eyes are only for her, and who has a secret of his own. When hell breaks loose, will Butch be the exception? Or will Tempest stick to her rules?

He found her. He chose her. Now, she must decide if she chooses him. A Silverbloods Series ©The Found One (2015)

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

All Evelyn wanted was a quiet and simple life that she had been working towards and finally it is in her grasp. But fate as usual has a different idea. Now, Evelyn finds herself in the middle of a conflict she had nothing to do with and no idea how to make out of it alive in one piece

2016 Watty Award Winner for Most VORACIOUS Read Sample only. This book is PUBLISHED! How do you tell yourself not to breathe? He is my mate, and she is his everything. But he chose her, against every single instinct that we both know. For that, I have been whipped, shunned, shamed, disgraced, and broken. All for one moment of madness, I could not control. After two years, I left, unable to bear the pain and loneliness anymore. That was then. This is now. I am back, and I am not the juvenile I was. I am now a fully grown female. I feel his eyes on me, but I can't. I won't. I shouldn't. Time has healed my wounds, but not the deep scars the whip seared into my flesh or his indifference to my heart. Each breath is a pain, and his scent overwhelms me. But I can smell her in it. He still will not give her up, despite his own body crawling with a deep, physical desire that only a mate can satisfy. I breathe: I exist, barely. I am a midwife. I bring life into a cruel world that haunts me every day, and the Doctor I work with is the only one in this pack who holds faith in me. He is the one person who stands up for me - and I feel light again when I am with him. What kind of life is this when two mates cannot be together, yet every part of their primal soul yearns for it infinitely? What kind of cruel moon would torture a she-wolf like this? I can't go on, but I must. Whatever happens, I must attend to my purpose and give my miserable life some meaning; perhaps I can snatch some joy in pieces, but now I see that he needs me - but he also wants her too. How do you tell yourself not to breathe?

[BOOK 2] NOTE FROM AUTHOR: "I wrote this book in High school, so if you don't like it and find it poorly written, I completely understand" Selene is the abomination to her race; half-human wolf, no one knows her secret except her even more secretive father. If anyone were to find out what she was it could mean in her untimely death. When her father's past comes hunting him down, Selene's forced to live in a house occupied by all-male inhabitants--unmated, bad-mannered, and untamed wolves that obey a temperamental young Alpha. Alpha Lucca wants nothing to do with the she-wolf that clings to his new Beta's back. Hard to ignore the fact that she is aggressive, beautiful and exactly the type of girl he'd want, Lucca is bent on evading her from his thoughts...and his dreams. Selene proves to add to his long list of problems as she spends everyday near his line of sight and out of his reach. He goes out of his way to make it clear that he loathes her, but but not in the way she thinks. Drawn to her like a moth to a flame, Lucca desires to keep her in his dominion, whether she likes to or not. Written: 2012

Sample ONLY (Published on Dreame) We all know the story of the abused girl who turned out to be the alpha's mate. The Luna. The one everyone respects. The targeted one. The one who has problems with their relationship but at the end it's all alright. The one the rogues take to bring the whole pack down. But this story isn't about her. Sure she plays an important role in it, being the bestfriend. This story is about me. I am the Luna's bestfriend. I was with her when no one was. I knew her before she took up the role of leadership. I was there when she mourned over the deaths. I am Alvina Peter Summers. The beta mate and this is my story. ------ "And you are?" I mocked him. "I am your mate." He stated, holding my gaze. "Let's change that now, shall we?" My voice uninterested and calm quite unlike my wolf who wanted nothing to do with rejecting this jerk face infront of us. "Alvina-" his voice sounded broken but threatening, "don't." Honey, should've thought of that before. "Too late. I, Alvina Peter Summers, reject you, Beta Clayton Kyle Clifford, as my mate and my post as the beta female." ----- Cover made by Unflourished. Highest rank: #1 in Werewolf