Meet the Female Alpha Vivienne: A Female forced into a life of authority and power. The tables turn and the unpredictable happens- as a spark of feelings seem to empower her even more. It could have been easily because of him. It was the link, the bond they shared that awakened both darkness and light. Fate will be playing by her side one day, but that is if she could make the right choice. An alpha always makes the right one, right? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "They respect their alphas' orders out of love. They obey my orders out of fear." Her words were spoken clear, but they stung in our minds. How could this female carry so much authority?

❝The more you hide your feelings for someone, the more you fall for them.❞ * Beta Ezra Harland gives a new definition to the words 'Tall, Dark and Handsome'. His bad boy ways, sweet as fuck charms, horny as hell Beta-blood and big heart make him the most irresistible combination to walk the earth. The cherry on the icing-filled cake? He's half-Saudi Arabian and half-Brazilian and sinfully sexy as a result. The worst part of it all? He KNOWS it. High school is over and Ezra is almost done with this Mates business. When he's reluctantly coerced into going to College, the last thing he expects is to run into his only childhood nemesis, the little girl who's life he'd once made hell. The same little girl who's now no longer a little girl, but is all ALPHA. And the funniest thing of it all? it seemed that she is his Soulmate. It's time for Ezra's story. * Ezra's PoV: "Oh my Goddess! Out of all the people in the world, it's Ezra Harland!" She sighs quietly in shock and her melodic voice sends goose-pimples racing down my bare arms. The sound of my name in her tongue almost makes me fall to my knees right there. Abort mission. Abort mission! Seneca and Micajah gasp, and the meaning of her words finally register past the thick fog in my brain. I cross my arms across my chest, glowering at her shocked expression without missing a beat, "Out of all the people in the world, I can't believe it's you, either." I snap, rolling my eyes. "I have no idea in what way the Goddess thought we were ever gonna be a good couple." "I second that." "Good, there's something we agree on." Nyah shakes her head, standing up. "It was nice talking to you, Micajah. And see you around, too, Alpha Mordecai." She grabs her cell phone off the table and leaves, brushing past me in a hurry. The tingles on my chest where her shoulder brushed against me? They're real. Man, I'm so screwed.

❝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

Redwood is just like any average small town in the backwoods of Vancouver, but with one twist; the entire population are shifters, an advanced species of humans who have heightened senses and the ability to take the form of wolves. They are led by their Alpha, Gabriel Merrick, who took over the position after the death of his parents. Gabriel's younger sister, Charlotte, has sworn off love after seeing what it did to her father after her mother's death. But what happens upon her return home to Redwood after being away for the past five years when she meets a tall dark Irish stranger with a cocky attitude and an irresistible smirk who is linked to Redwood in ways she wasn't expecting?

Warning now... There may be cursing and sexual activity as well as violence and abuse. Im not sure yet. Please read only if you're mature. XOXOSecretWriter

Disclaimer: A very non-classy humor infused werewolf story. No seriously, the only reason its up and running is for sh!ts and giggles. If you want something slightly more sophisticated, feel welcomed to read my other books. ❇ Imagine this. You are at school everything is peachy fine. You are minding your own business when BOOM a muscular 'wall' crashes into you. What do you do? You freaking insult them until you make them angry as those cartoon figures in the tv where they are beet red and steam pours from there ears! Why, because to you it's the most rational reaction. But what happens if that isn't what they do? You do bump into the wall you do insult them but they look off? Happy? Almost bursting with joy? Then I believe he is a werewolf and your his mate. I mean I didn't do anything wrong! I swear on my best friends! Ok there was that one time! And that other time... Okay! I get it karma is a b*cth. Gah I should of thought about going ape sh*t on the sketchy granny last week... Oh well. °completed° #947 in Werewolf Oct. 19 #674 in Werewolf Oct 21 #532 in Werewolf 1.17.19 #1 in Comedy

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"You are mine, no one else's but mine!" He growled lowly into my ear, it was so alluring when his lips slightly brushed against my ear. "Let me go Sebastian, please your hurting me...". That's when he noticed his left hand was painfully digging into my hip and his right was gripping my arm so tightly I was getting a bruise. "I'm so s-sorry, p-please don't leave I-I didn't mean to h-hurt you." He stammered from the shock of realising he hurt his mate. :Everyone meet Katrina, she's 16 and she's just a normal school girl. Or as normal as a werewolf could get. :Now everyone meet Sebastian, he's 17 and his 18th birthday is coming up meaning he needs to find his mate aka his Luna. Oh did I mention he's the new alpha of the blood snow pack. I guess I didn't but well now you know. When these two meet, haha well read to find out....

"She's shy," Brooke shrugged, glancing at Indianna who looked like she wanted to be anywhere but in the classroom. "Well, come on, I don't bite," Greyson urged and Indianna stiffened, just like before. "Don't talk about that," Indianna said, her voice was still quiet but it was firm. "Struck a nerve have I?" Greyson wondered and smirked. "Somebody likes it kinky." * Indianna Hughs had always been the quiet one, the shy one. She was always the one that stayed in the background. She blended in, never got noticed. She liked it like that. So when she's forced to move schools, she is not happy. Everyone notices a new kid, she didn't want that attention. Especially not from Mr Bad Boy who seemed to be very interested in her. COMPLETE ! Highest Ranking: #2 in Werewolf Sequel: Defeated Prequel: Confident *This is being edited*

(Completed) My back ran into the wood door as he held my arms at my side, my breath heavy and my knees weak. "Say it." He demanded. I shook my head and tried to free myself from his strong hold, but I had no luck. "I said say it!" He shouted again. I looked him dead in the eye as his grip on my wrists tightened. "No." I shake my head slightly, praying he would let go. "Anna I said-" "I won't reject you!" Annalee Evens watched her pack burn to the ground after her parents, the Alpha and Luna, died in a rouge attack along with her brother and sister. The pack never truly healed, and the pain of loosing them ruined her. She will no longer stay there in her sorrows, she is going to leave, even if that means becoming rouge. But her journey is cut short when she meets her mate, the Alpha with a temper, and with secrets. Anna will not only discover things about her mate, but dangerous aspects of herself. Warning: Very old and poorly written. I DO NOT recommend you spend your time on this!!! *previously All I Wanted was a Mate and All I Wanted was a Chance* All rights reserved Highest ranked: #8 in werewolf Copyright © 2020