Lyra is a twenty-year old Rogue, an outcast forced into existing as a lone-female werewolf. After five years of being a Rogue, she finds a reason to return to a pack, but on the penalty of death. Finding the pack is her only way to restore her honor as an Alpha and, more importantly, the only way to find her mate. The question is, will she be given the chance to find him, or will she be killed on sight? But the most important question is - if she finds him, can her mate accept the fact that she is a Rogue and Outcast?

The guitarist? The boss and his lover? The roommate? Drake Collins did not want a mate, he never had, he liked what he had and didn't want anything to change his arrangement. When he meets Abby things change and he realizes that maybe having a mate isn't such a bad thing. Owen Walker knew the second he saw her that he wanted her, he didn't just want Abby to be something that he and Drake got bored with when they were done with her. He wanted to mark her, claim her, keep her with him, not just him but with them. He knew that she was made for them. In all his time walking the earth he had never met anyone that smelled the way she did and that smell had him hooked from day one. He knew in an instant that there was nothing he wouldn't do to have her, body and blood. After moving to the city, Abby heads into a job interview that will change her life. She meets some very sexy dominant men, will she be able to resist them or will she fall for all of them?

{ Watty 2015 Winner + Featured Story } Meet Sawyer Jameson. On the outside, she's a normal seventeen year old girl with amazing friends, a charitable job and a loving family. She's beautiful, funny and easy to get along with and just by looking at her, you'd think that she's the perfect girl, living in the perfect world. On the inside though, just waking up and living her day-to-day life is a struggle for Sawyer. Well, aware of this fact, Sawyer's mother forces to see a psychiatrist after school on a daily basis in order to cope with the tragic events Sawyer encountered a year prior. Now meet Graham Cambridge. Those who don't know him could easily stereotype him as being a blunt, selfish, egotistical golden boy, just because he likes to party and play football. Those who actually know him though know that he's actually quite the opposite of all of those things. When Graham transfers from his elite prep school to Sawyer's high school and quickly takes an interest in her, things go from bad to worse. At least, that's what Sawyer's convinced herself of. What people don't realize though is that maybe they were wrong about Graham Cambridge and that his life is about as far from perfect as they come and that he and Sawyer are alike in more ways than one. Two completely different teenagers that maybe aren't all that different after all are about to embark on a wild ride that neither of them could have ever expected. Can they help each other get past their demented previous tragedies? Or are their bygones too great to ever escape them? And can Sawyer ever truly be saved? Full of romance, heartbreak and just a little bit of fate, the next couple of months will challenge both Sawyer and Graham in ways they never thought possible. And maybe, just maybe, something beautiful will come out of it. © Copyright 2013 Millie Morgan. All Rights Reserved.

Carly Atwood always remembered the man that used to live in the loft above the barn when she was a little girl. John was her childhood crush, he was the guy she wrote about in her diary, and when he left her in his army greens, he was the first man she ever cried for. Nine years later, Carly isn't the eleven year-old girl John left behind. She grew up and moved on with her life, taking over the Atwood Ranch following her father's death. John isn't the man he used to be either; physically and emotionally scarred following his last deployment in Afghanistan, John is returning to the only place he ever called home, back to the loft above the barn and to the pretty blonde girl that's been holding onto his dog tags for all these years. ----- Title inspired by the song of the same name by Tim McGraw.

An old witch trying to kill her, a curse running through her veins, a stubborn mate glued to her side, Isn't that enough? For Amy it is. Hidden from everyone in a remote country, she tries to break the spell that its consuming her life before its too late; one person died because of her, she can't let that number increase. The Witch who cursed her is still after her, and the need to keep the existence of her mate hidden from her is of great priority; a plan that could have worked, if Daniel had stayed where she left him. Now he is determined to get his mate, it doesn't matter what it takes, he wants Amy back; His time is running out and he doesn't even know, the only thing he's sure of is that he loves her. Will that be enough to ignore her secrets? Or will their lives end before they get the chance?

Everything was going good for Cecilia Evers. That is, until another pack ambushes her own and slaughters them. Only Cecilia and a little girl, Malorie, are alive, and they head towards a pack that gives sanctuary, Sea Cliff. After being temporarily granted into Sea Cliff, Cecilia and Malorie become known with the community as the single mother wolf and her adopted child. When the time comes that the Alpha of Sea Cliff has to formally accept Cecilia and Malorie into the pack, Cecilia goes with a confident stature. But when she meets the Alpha, something changes, sparks ignite, and she runs. Pierce Harvey was blown away when the ferocious and lively new member of his pack turns out to be his mate. He doesn't understand why she runs, or why she won't accept him as her mate either. But he is determined to change her mind. As the girls integrate themselves more into the community, and Pierce consistently tries to win Cecilia, a threat shows up, one that could potentially harm everything that Cecilia has come to care for, including Pierce. What she doesn't know is why, but what she does know is she would sacrifice herself for them any day. As they say, family before yourself.

Nell Watson just can't seem to get it right. Her parents treat her coldly no matter what she does and the one member of her family she could count on, her younger sister Paige, has turned her back on Nell. Now, everything's changing and Nell is starting to think that maybe perfect isn't all it's cracked up to be, especially when she starts slipping up...and liking it. Gray West is not a guy you want to mess with but Nell can't seem to stop herself from losing her famous cool around him. Maybe a little imperfection is all she needs.

Mina Reynolds has never been in a serious relatinonship, and has always been a one guy type of girl. Now one night she has a steamy wet dream of two guys that happen to be brothers. They are both built to utter perfection, the desire of every womans fantasy. And just so happen to be vampires. Mina thinking nothing of it, ignores her frustration but is shocked to find that the next day the objects of her desire are enrolling into her school. Will Mina be able to keep herself in check around these two hotties or will she willing give herself up to them?

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."