Book 3 of the Cross-shifter Series. Life has always been good for Sam. He had it all. The huge house. All the hot one night stands he could ever want. Parents who could honestly care less about seeing girls stumble out the door at odd hours of the day and or night. Everything seemed perfect. Until he found out something about himself that literally kicked his ass...right out of the house and onto the curb. He had always known he was a canine shapeshifter, just like his two parents. However, when things began to get awkward with the male students at his school during his senior year, ending with him being jumped in the locker room, he quickly found out that he not only was a shapeshifter, but a special kind which was considered a disgrace to his family. A cross-shifter. The trip to the animal shelter had been planned for quite awhile but work had kept finding its way into the time slot he'd allowed for the trip. Now, with his three year old daughter cheering in the backseat, Richard finally makes his way to the building and finds a parking spot. He expects to find something small that would hopefully take to his daughter and be a friend he sometimes couldn't be when he had long days at work, but something caught his daughter's attention in an off-limits quarantine area that he just couldn't leave behind.

Reports of abandoned children, roaming around in the wilds and refusing any human contact, were starting to become the hot topic. The humans who never encountered one of these children, deemed the reports nothing more than stories; fairytales designed to spook and scare people. But the very few that have spotted one of these wild and untamed children knew that these weren't just stories. They just didn't know the true nature of these wild, sometimes aggressive children. Feral shifters, abandoned at birth. Werecreatures that lived on instinct alone, until the were-community managed to capture them.

A 21st century covert ops agent, Cybelline found herself transported to a medieval world of magic and war without a clue of how she got there. Fine, she'll consider this as early, early retirement and try to have a quiet, peaceful life. Maybe she would buy a farm and raise some ducks. She didn't plan to have royalty fall over her doorstep and demand marriage for "taking his innocence". Granted, she tripped him first, but he deserved it. If her idyllic life had been undisturbed, she could even ignore the war between humans, the Fae, and the Folk. If they had left her alone, perhaps she would have never discovered power so potent that it could destroy the world. Perhaps she would have never become the most feared person in the realm.

Life is always fun when you never get into trouble for causing mischief. Julie is a pro at keeping her packmates on their toes with her innocent fun. It's a perk of being a Comforter and never losing her puppy-like appearance. Admittedly, there are times when her skills are needed, and she takes her job quite seriously then. She isn't a fighter, but rather, is one who cares for others' hearts. A Comforter. After all, who doesn't want to hug a puppy? But those in need of comfort are often in pain and feel surrounded by darkness. To be a light in someone's world, you will have to walk through the darkness. --------------------- What do most werewolf books have in common? They either focus on mates or on fighting. I decided to try a more unique route. No romance will be found here - this book focuses on the ties of friendship and hope. Thank you to Christine Leonardi from DeviantArt for the cover, and to @JimenaVivancoo for polishing it into an ebook cover! Copyright December 2019. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *werewolf ranks* as long as credit is given.

Self-proclaimed weirdo April Hale and the notorious troublemaker Ryder Black have been living side by side for more than ten years. Both never attempted to communicate with each other, but on the night Ryder Black is thrown out by his own father, he asks her a question that might change both of their lives: "March, will you let me stay in your room?" He even got her name wrong. - A coming of age story about loss, the wonders of falling in love, and ultimately, pretending to be normal. Get inside April's distorted and yet humorous perspective, and watch as her tale unfolds into a shocking finish. COVER BY @RIVIIX

University student Sunny was too busy worrying about her law exams to think about alien abductions... which is unfortunate, as she somehow wakes up naked on a spaceship after being taken by alien slavers who want to sell her to the highest bidder. But she is not alone. Fellow captive Kilnor is a warrior from the planet Miotal, and Sunny is going to have to put her faith in him if she is going to escape her captors alive.

"Again, do you think that's... wise? The others should be able to control themselves, but Fallon..." Gideon let the words hang in the air. Fallon wasn't the most stable in the best of times and sometimes, he questioned his decision to bring him into their home. "I'll watch out for him." Sebastian stood. "Damn me, why did I have to save her." "Because you were bored." ********************************** Most children are raised to have a sense of wonder. A feeling of awe at the unexplainable, delight at the thought of hidden worlds and fantastical creatures. Eve was not that child. She was happy in her logical life and didn't need the unicorns and wizards. To her, magic simply didn't exist. Until the night it tried to kill her. After she is saved by men of fiction, Eve soon discovers that binding an eight-hundred year old vampire to herself is the least of her worries. An unexpected reunion with her mother exposes secrets and she quickly learns that what she didn't believe in could be the death of her. ******** Warning******** THIS IS A REVERSE-HAREM NOVEL. THERE WILL BE SEXY TIME INVOLVED. It's also 107K words but only 16 chapters long. This means hella long chapters. Sorry about that, it's just the way the story wanted to be written. I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please comment and I will do my best to reply :) If there are questions that might lead to spoilers, I'll try to PM or DM the answers.

Scarred and broken from a disastrous marriage, Laura Maidstone vows never to love again. And it's not love, when she seduces Richard Armiger, Lord Albroke, on her library room floor. It's only desire. And anger. And loneliness. Which, as she discovers, can be quite as dangerous... COMPLETED

Pale, inhumanly fast, unparalleled reflexes and even better senses, Vampires were well known in the supernatural worlds as they took their place amongst the Apex predators. Though most of them were sophisticated creatures, identified by whom and what they fed on, there were some rather unique individuals considered as a rarity. Blood bound them all but some vampires longed for a forbidden pleasure, a dark desire and thirst of the blood of the rarest creature known to their kin. The blood of a Deprived. Creating a Deprived was forbidden, the punishment for such an offence was a painful and drawn out death. To create a Deprived, a vampire needed to reject its mate, knowing that the rejection would alter and change the bodies of their Beloved and doom them to the life of a bloodslave. Yet somehow, that is exactly what happened to Jesse.

Mature Content including violence, sex, and language The gods are fighting. Mortal creatures worship and pray, scheme and plot, all in the name of their chosen deity. It is a silent war, but every war has casualties. I am one of those casualties. I have no beast in me. I am just a simple Acera girl, born into the Fifth House, under the Love goddess. My Fated is not a simple male. Thane of the First House is a Lord, a powerful Tasuri warrior and his love for me was not enough to stop the war from creeping into his heart. He rejected me. He murdered me. But that was not my end. One god took pity on me. The one god who has no House, no children, just a temple filled with thousands upon thousands of souls. Nateos, the Lord of the Underworld, Death himself. He claimed me as his daughter and gave me a name: Mara, Grief come to life. But... there is war. And, I am now a part of the battle. My new father gave me life. A home. A family. What else does a father give his only living child? I was not ready for him. But I want him.