Ever Green is an Omega, the lowest of the lowest. Her parents were killed by rogues and her adopted family, the Alpha's family, treat her like a slave. After years of torture and torment Ever decides that she has had enough and runs away. What happens when she trespasses on the most feared pack's territory? Will she be enslaved again? What happens when she meets Alpha Bryson? This story is copyrighted. #1 in adoption 5/11/2018 #4 in Werewolf 6/17/2018 #3 in Werwolf 8/3/2018 #7 in Romance 8/6/2018 #4 in abuse 8/17/2018 #6 in alpha 8/17/2018 #5 in mates 8/17/2018 #3 in complete 8/17/2018 #3 in omega 8/17/2018 Thank you to siska_yuri for the cover! https://my.w.tt/y4vyX5xFSO

Fear... Pure fear. The sort of fear that makes your skin itch, when you can feel every hair on your body rise. When you feel like your skin is crawling, the sort of fear that makes your body freeze paralysing you on the spot. That's the sort fear I felt when I heard her blood curdling scream, only thing was I was her big sister I couldn't run away. I had no choice but to move to go to her. Forcing my legs up the front porch of the pack house and running in the direction I could hear her screaming my name. My feet pounding on the floorboards in panic echoing throughout the house.Moving so fast I felt myself sliding on the hallway rug making me skid along the floor and into the wall. My head and shoulder twisting at an unatural angle into the kitchen door frame smashing into it with enough force that black dots danced in front my vision, my collarbone and shoulder sending shooting pain through my body as I hear my shoulder making a sickening crack on impact. "Aria Aria" Her petrified scream resonated through the house. Jumping to my feet the sudden movement making my head throb and the room spin for a second before settling, turning the corner into the kitchen to see the Alpha dragging my sister by her hair into the basement with a whip in his other hand. I start running to her. Grabbing the basement door frame just in time for him to slam the door shut on my fingers, my own scream of agony escaping my lips . Reaching for the door handle I twist it but its been locked. Trying to ignore the excruciating pain coming from my trapped fingers,I start trying to yank my hand free.The sound of her crying and screaming for me on the other side of the door piercing my soul and making my blood run ice cold. A few paragraphs from chapter 6

Sequel to the Vampire Diaries fan fiction If We Had Met First. With time reversed and everything forgotten it is a new year for Stefan, Damon, Elena and everyone else. Except this time Elena does not remember her meeting with Damon. Heartbroken over her parents death she starts falling for Stefan but that is before she starts seeing things, things that seem like they are from another life, except that it is herself that she is seeing. Herself with Damon. Confused with the feelings and memories these visions are bringing Elena needs to figure out how to adjust and stay away from the danger that seems to follow her in both lives. Disclaimer: These characters belong to the creators of the vampire diaries television series and LJ Smith. I do not claim credit for them or the places this story takes place. The only thing that belongs to me are characters of my own invention.