Bria's family was killed by hunters. It is only her and her little sister Holly left. She is the last cat shifter and is wanted for it. She moves to a small town, hoping it is small enough to hide her. What she is not counting on is meeting her mate, or having him be an alpha. Will Bria fight the bond, or will she flee the town with her sister? Her inner cat Megaera doesn't like either idea...

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{Sequel to Black Cat: You need to read Black Cat to understand This one!} There is a reason the Feral's are the forgotten Immortals. They're monsters, ferocious blood craving beasts. Animals that take human form, their murderous past forced the Immortal court to seal away their presence in a fragile treaty. The Ferals would be allowed to remain free, but the cost was their ability to reproduce. All of their women were sacrificed, and the deal was made. Sybelle Vertigo, seemingly simple high-school student with high dreams of becoming a full time veterinarian. Until that is she picks up a stray black cat on a rainy day, Balto. Her life goes from weird to dangerous in a blink, her families lies bubble up and she's told the last thing she ever expected. She is a Feral. Balto's desire to protect his now Mate Sybelle is overwhelming even more so now. But her sickness only worsens, and the Immortal court is beginning to sniff around. With the walls closing in around him, Balto must turn to the last person on earth he wants help from: His brother, Murderer, raging Psychotic, and Sadistic he is the last hope. All he asks for in return is Balto's heart on a silver platter.

"I could feel the cold surrounding me, a chill crawling up my spine. I could feel it in my bones, like a frozen breath flowing through my body. It was the dead of winter and the thin material of my jacket did nothing to ward off the arctic winds gusting through the night. It was dark, my eyes unable to discern anything in the inky blackness. A feeling of unease clawed at me, the hairs at the back of my neck raising. Someone or something was watching me. My neck snapped to the side on instinct, and that's when I saw it. Two glowing orbs sat up high, glaring directly at me. Eyes, they were eyes, glowing green eyes. The eyes moved, coming closer, coming into the light of the moon. A figure emerged, the body lean and dangerous, razor sharp claws protruded from silken black paws, it's back raised as if ready to pounce . It was a cat, but as my luck would have it, a black cat." Katerina Levou lived alone, in desolation and silence. Accidents follow her everywhere, along with death and misery. Never staying in one place long enough to do damage, she remained friendless and isolated. Abruptly, everything changes when a black cat crosses her path. The cat seemed immune to all her accidents and anguish, leaving her to believe she might have a lifelong companion in the making, but there is something dangerous, something sinister about this particular cat. There's something strange about the way it watches her with those eerie, almost human eyes, something bizarre about his mannerisms and nature, something completely abnormal about the destruction that follows him. Nathaniel Everly was a dangerous spell caster, black magic pumping through his veins, a darkness deep inside his heart. He cast spells to cause destruction, to destroy his enemies, to exact his revenge, until an ancient curse backfires and he finds himself trapped in another body. The Blood Moon Chronicles Book One Paranormal Romance

You've heard of Were-wolves right? Vampires, Pixies, witches and wizards. Maybe even read a few on Were-beasts, you know the wide spectrum of furry people, sorry people that turn furry or feathery. But have you ever heard of the opposite? Sybelle Vertigo has a soft spot for animals, especially those cruelly mistreated stray black cats. she scoffs at the old folktales of Witches Familiars, or the urban myths that they bring bad luck. She thinks those people are to stupid to understand. When she finds a poor abandoned black cat on a rainy day, it will change her life. Sybelle is going to realize how small her world has been up to that moment. But her kind nature may be her undoing in a world where everybody is her enemy and her only friend is a not so simple Black cat.

I stared down at the little beast as it fluttered and tried to escape, I looked at it with one last evil grin and then I.... Damn! The butterfly flew away! I really need to work on my catching skills, a normal human wouldn't let a soft winged butterfly get away! Stop. Wait a second. Urgh. This is getting worse, Soon someone's gonna find out... But until then I've just got to hold in the urge to pounce at anything that moves... * Read this if you want. I honestly don't like it, but others seem to. So sure, go read it if you're like other people*