"Everyone saw it was love at first sight." Hayley Fields has been abused, beaten, and starved. She never knew about the world of werewolves, until Alec entered her life. Alec is the Alpha of the Alecis pack, and he has never been in love. But when he sees Hayley clutching her stomach on the streets he of course steps in. But Hayley's Broken. And she is his Broken Luna. ***Mature Content inside. You have been warned***** Started: 20/07/17

Even simply saying or thinking about his name send shivers to anybody. Axle Rydd When night time falls, they come out to play, killing the innocents. His pack, the Dark Moon pack, was believed to be made up of ruthless and deadly wolves. Rumors that have been spread, people that have been killed and packs that have been destroyed, making all the people close their doors when the moon shows. But then one look from her changed it all. She thought it was a mistake, but the moon goddess never makes a mistake. She thought to herself, thinking, how could a mistake be this beautiful and breathtaking? Acceptance is key and along with acceptance is trust. Then, you could fully love someone. After all they are mates and mates are supposed to love each other, Right? ______________ Give this story a chance, hope you guys will like it. This book is made up of fiction making all of the happenings, places or names totally fictional or made up. The story gets better, trust me, I'm just not at all good with introducing new shit but give this a chance, it makes my day. This book is kind of full of cliche shit but I'm a hopeless romantic (I was about to write hoeless but anyways). Show your support! Vote. Comment. Follow. Share

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14