Halia never meant to lose control. She tried to warn him. She told him she was dangerous. He hadn't listened. Banished from her pack for a crime she had no choice but to commit, Halia flees the only home she's known for the harsh wilds of the eastern plains. Without the support of a pack the delicate balance between woman and beast rapidly deteriorates into one. As a mindless rogue she is no better than a rabid wolf; her sole instinct to kill. Caedus lives under the mountain with the rest of his coven, an outsider even among his own people. As his father's son he is expected to eventually lead the clan, yet as his mother's child he longs for independence. Can a werewolf who needs a pack and vampire who yearns for freedom find strength in each other? ***Cover photo belongs to Taylor324***

Kylen Amato was psychotic. It was the only word that could describe it. He enjoyed the feel of taking someone's life and he he didn't need a reason to do it. He didn't give a damn about anything or anybody but his siblings. That changed on a night out with his siblings. It was the first time he had laid eyes on his doll. He wanted to own her, possess her and he was going to do just that. He took what he wanted, no questions asked and she would be no exception. His only word for her was, Mine. Sutton Cross was a technical genius. She graduated college at the age of nineteen and went into business with her best friend, who was more like her sister. She was quiet and shy, finding it hard to talk to and trust people. However, one faithful night after celebrating a completed job, she comes across a young man that roused something inside of her. Making her want to talk to him, trust him. Even if his eyes told her that he was beyond trouble. ~~~ "K-Kylen." Sutton stuttered out as he picked her up and placed her back against the wall. "Sshh, Doll. It's okay." She wanted to believe him, but the last boy she had believed had stripped her of her virtue because he wanted to be able to say he was the one who had done it. Kylen could see the fear in her eyes and for the first time he actually cared how someone outside of his siblings felt. He leaned in and kissed her lips. "I'm not that fuck boy, Sutton." He told her. "I'll be here when you wake up in the morning." He promised her. "I-In t-the morning?" Sutton questioned confused since it was only six in the evening. "The morning." Kylen confirmed with a smirk. "Because Daddy's about to fuck you to sleep." He told her before slowly sliding into her.

It was his smile. ©2015-2025 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED COPYRIGHT to _macc_ I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION TO REDISTRIBUTE MY INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY TO ANYONE OR ON ANY SITE

You could say that Carmen and Chance are... 'pen pals.' Emphasis on the PEN COPYRIGHT 2016-2025 to _macc_ I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION TO REDISTRIBUTE MY INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY TO ANYONE OR ON ANY SITE

When the cloak came off, the nakedness beneath it was colored a warm, dark umber color. Something he had never seen before. The shade was one of a kind, like the sun had made love with the melanin that filled her skin like it was her first love. The runes that covered her were light, like they had been etched into her skin by the moon's very own hand. This woman... this creature, she was covered in the symbols they were all taught as children, but a few stood out to Orion the most. Death. Consequence. Chaos. Liar. Feral. What was she? Orion didn't know, but he knew that he had been shown this dream for a reason: as instruction. You weren't just given dreams like that to log into a book and then forget about. This was a brute divine calling to a subject they deemed fit to do the chore. Kill her. Sometimes it takes meeting the right (or wrong) person to show oneself how vile one truly was. COPYRIGHT 2016-2025 _macc_ I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION TO REDISTRIBUTE MY INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY TO ANYONE OR ON ANY SITE

"If I have to sacrifice my life for the ones I love...for you, then I will." She says with authority. "And not you or anyone on this Earth can stop me." For them, she lived. For those, she fought. For they, she sacrificed. For all, she loved. For him, she gave her life. Her blood is powerful. Her love is infinite. Her strength is envied. Her wisdom surpasses her age. In their world, she is seen as an outcast. The child of fallen heros, a now orphan she-wolf with nothing to give except her life. Sacrificing every second, every minute, every day, to assure the last of her family's safety. She is like no other. She is bold and caring. She is what he needs. She is what Verlinia needs. Her blood will save them all ** VERY MATURE ** 12/5/17- #907 in werewolf