Book I This is a sample from the first draft of the now Published novel "Her Human Mate" now live and available for purchase on Amazon. It is available in paperback and ebook. "Abagail is the big bad wolf. Daniel is just an ordinary boy with ordinary baggage. He's a nobody in a crowd of somebodies. On a werewolves seventeenth birthday they are of age - which includes finding their destined mate. Turns out the bad girls mate is the nerd she never noticed. Abagail, for the first time in her life, cares - and she's afraid. There are more dangerous things out there then trying to woo your human mate. The big bad wolf is being hunted." #17 in werewolf #2 in love #1 in action #7 in bullying awareness Please be aware that this is the first draft of the novel and may have things such as spelling errors, incorrect sentences, vague plot and many more things that tend to come with someone's first draft. This is basically like my books skeleton 💀. First drafts are always some of the hardest to look at, but if you have written your first draft, then you're already closer to achieving your desires for your book! Find "Her Human Mate" on Amazon and many other works by E. Louise

(Completed. Edited by: RonnyRotten) THIS IS A SAMPLE °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Rejection has never been sweeter For Patience, life gets interesting when rejection by the one fated to be yours throws you into the yearly Hunting Game in hopes to find your chosen. Highest Ranking #3 werewolf

❝Sometimes, love is crazy.❞ • • • I was a NORMAL guy, Doing NORMAL things, Like crushing on a NORMAL girl, Having NORMAL friends, Living a NORMAL life. Until SHE happened. Until she decided to Kidnap me. Yes, She KIDNAPPED me. • • • Anders Larzelere's PoV: "W-What the fück do you mean?" "Tsk, Tsk, Mate. No cursing." She says, with a mock reprimanding expression. Mate? Maybe she is from Australia? She doesn't have an accent though. Her full pink lips stretch in a secretive smirk as she slowly advances in on me, twirling a piece of red cloth in her hand, that suspiciously looks like a silk tie. 'Ooh, Kinky,' My mind comments and I want to smack myself for such thoughts in such a situation. "W-Why do you have that?" I point out, looking at her with suspicious eyes. Instead of replying, she continues to advance on me, and like the idiot I am, I back up with every step she takes. Only to get cornered. 'Super, Anders. Just Super.' I chide myself, feeling stupid. She takes the last step between us, and places her hands on either sides of my face on the wall, leaning close to my ear. "To give you your happily-ever-after," She whispers in a throaty voice, and I shiver when her hot breath tickles the sensitive flesh in my neck. "W-what?" I stutter, feeling dazed and disoriented. "Oh, I'm kidnapping you," With that, she presses a small white square of something - that I didn't notice she had - on my face. In a split second, a sharp and chemical smell invades my nostrils and before I know, I'm slipping into a spiraling abyss of darkness. • • • Note: Anders is a GUY's name. Yes, the guy gets kidnapped. :)

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

They say i'm the Beauty and he's the Beast, but my life is far from a fairy tale. I thought I had everything figured out, I thought I knew what was real and what was fantasy but this trip has been anything but normal. ------- "You've dragged me to hell and back but I would do it again if I get to call you mine. We're anything but normal. A marine and a werewolf, not exactly a match made in heaven........or was it?" ~~~~~~ Completed

"Everyone knew she was his." ~ Ava and Lucas have been best friends since Lucas saw Ava at the playground when she was 4 years old. She is innocent and shy where as Lucas is more intimidating to everyone other than Ava. Despite this, they do everything together. Where ever one went, the other followed. Never going more than a day without seeing each other, it's safe to say they were inseparable. Now at 16, Ava is forced to spend a year in public school after being homeschooled all her life. How is Lucas going to react with all the new people she is going to meet, especially being so possessive over Ava. However, even though they are best friends, Lucas is keeping a secret from Ava. A big one. Lucas is a werewolf. And Ava is his mate. ~ [SAMPLE - FULL VERSION AVAILABLE ON GOODNOVEL]

He just kept smiling while shaking his head. "After you, Snowflake," he said, sweeping his hand, but I only growled at him, thoroughly unamused by the name. "Call me Snowflake one more time--" I started, my voice low, but he seemed unfazed by it. "Your death threats are getting stale, do you not think, love?" He asked, emphasizing the last word with a raised eyebrow. When she took on the dare, the last thing she expected was to be captured like a wild animal and brought to a grand palace belonging to one of the three Gordon boys. She certainly didn't expect to play the part of a Protector or to constantly question her emotions for a pair of arrogant, blue eyes. (First installment of the Gordon series. Kendall Gordon's story.) Cover designer: maejestic Highest Ranking: #1 WEREWOLF/ #2 RANDOM

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."

Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf When eighteen year old Josephine Evans is out in the woods with her pack, they didn't expect to stumble across the biggest, baddest pack terrorizing another pack. Just when they're about to assist the terrorized pack, the alpha of the infamous pack approaches them. Theo Lupine is not known for his mercy, so when he walks right past her alpha and straight towards her, Josephine isn't sure what to do. But Theo knows exactly what to do with Josephine. "You are not allowed to run away." He growls at me and I glare up at him. "Keep in mind that you belong to me. You can hate me, but you can't leave. You are mine." ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Copyright© 2020

•••Completed••• ••He pushes me against a wall, like yesterday, but this time he starts trailing small kisses along my collar bone and up my neck before whispering in my ear. "You really shouldn't talk to me like that sweetheart." I focus on not letting my trembling lips influence my voice. "Why should I listen to you?" He continues trailing kisses along my neck, "Because you're mine."•• Mara Banks isn't a normal teenager. She was left as a newborn baby on someones doorstep and taken in and cared by her new parents. But, something unusual happens on her thirteenth birthday. She shifts into a tiger. Now she is seventeen and she gets seen in her tiger form by some hunters, her family have no option but to move to a small town and start fresh. Little did the family know that they were now in someone's territory; werewolf territory. There her life changes when bad boy, Ryder Jackson shows up. Why does Mara get lost in his glorious green eyes and get tingles every time he touches her? All she knows is that she has to keep her secret, what will her new friends think if they find out? But what happens when these hunters won't give up? Mara needs to make her decision of letting her secret out to her friends. Because not only Mara, but Ryder will get hurt if she chooses wrong. •••Irregular occurring coarse language•••