In which survival is put through the ultimate test. It is said that the supernatural world was like a thin sheet of glass - for it was far too harmonic; far too fragile for those to wreak havoc upon. Albeit, there was a hybrid that could shatter it with the touch of her finger, with the air of her presence. She was a crack in that glass, threatening to welcome all darkness that crawled from the grim abyss. She didn't ask for this. She didn't ask to be indomitable. She didn't ask to be perfect. And she certainly didn't ask to be hidden for her life sake. But yet she was, being a werewolf-angel, after all. Despite the many odds that are against her, she strives with a strong and unwavering spirit to survive in a world devoid of love. With a secret past, her life remains a true mystery to others. But this was all going to change. Meet Charlotte Taken, and this is her story. (Cover by 17Serenity) (Trailer by niamh1864)

Alpha Victor Lockwood always wanted to have sons to run the future of his pack but when his first born child was a girl he was not happy to say the least. He knew he would never let her see the light of day of that title. The future Alpha was always the first born, so he gave it to his second child instead, Joey. Since Alpha Victor didn't know what to do with his daughter, he decided to the next best thing. Made her into a warrior and if she died in battle... Oh well. He had a back-up plan just in case that happened. Everyone knew of Trina and her abilities. She was highly coveted by a lot of packs even the ones across the seas. All she wanted was a peaceful life and a mate, if fate allowed her that much. Will Trina get her Happy Ever After or will she continue to be the thing she hate most? A warrior. February 15, 2021 update: In progress of being rewritten. I hope you enjoy it.

Being a werewolf means being a slave to vampires, Kate knows and accepts this as she is a werewolf herself. When her masters sell her and their other slaves she thinks her life will be over without her friend and mentor Greta, but she is sold to Tristan, the prince of vampires, and her life is just about to begin...

The creamy white of her alabaster skin, as if she is illuminated from the inside. Gold freckles scattered in all the right places and positively beg you to trace them lightly with my fingertips like a sensual connect-the-dot. Her lips so luscious that were colored a natural rose, savoring it slowly and still I will never get enough of it. Her hair, the brightest shade of red and large, round violet eyes, pretty but emotionless eyes, like those of a wax doll. "Mine. Always." I can feel him running his nose down my throat, inhaling my scent. He reassured himself that I am in his arm. But the truth is. I could never be his. "No" I whisper fighting to release a moan. "Why?" I looked into his eyes, fighting the tears to spill in my eyes as I said to him. "An Alpha, like you can't have a mate with a Witch like me" Unwelcome. Unwanted. Different. That's how Crimson felt in her old pack. Nightmare it's what she calls it. With her family, they move into a new town, isolated from the new pack. New town. New life. New school. But what she didn't expect is to meet a particular green eyed-boy, who claims to be her mate. __________________________________________________________ Copyright © 2013, April. by xAliceHatterx

This was it, I thought. This is how I'll die. I felt no fear, only a vague feeling of acceptance. He opened the cell door, the rusted metal scraping along the ground. He looked at me with both pity and pride as I stumbled out of the cage, before throwing his arms around me. "Oh darling" he whispered in strained voice, "May the King have mercy" --------------------------------------------------------------------------- - I do NOT own the cover image- Votes and Comments are much appreciated

Fiona is a runaway. She has been running for three years from her old Alpha. Ruthless and evil, alpha Damien from the Lakewood pack will stop at nothing to find her and bring her back to him. Fiona knows she can't keep running forever so she goes to the only pack she knows Damien is afraid of. The only pack with as much, maybe more, power than his. When she reaches the Midnight Moon pack Fiona meets the powerful Alpha Jaxon. He hates everyone from the Lakewood pack. Will this include Fiona as well? Or will Jaxon help Fiona find refuge?

Lilith was raised by King Lionel to be a ruthless warrior. She fought and killed with out a second thought. However King Tobias's kingdom doesn't like the way King Lionel rules and warns him to change. When king Lionel refuses to listen King Tobias decides to send in his troops led by his son, Prince Mason. Prince Mason realizes that the kings favorite warrior, Lilith, is his mate. However she is completely ignorant to this. Will he be able to help her? Or has the king completely destroyed her?

Ever since the plague hit a fifty or so years ago, millions of people have been victem to the wretched disease. Humans have his from them, cowering in fear of the horrible beasts. Others formed groups to slay these wretched creatures. 'Don't go outside' mothers tell their children. 'Aim for the heart' men instruct the young boys when equipped with a gun. But there was one rule that all people have to abide by. 'Never, ever, let them catch your scent. Because if they do, you just might be mate to one of the wolves. Death is more favorable that being their mate.' ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alexandra Hayse is part of a little town in Alaska. Her father is commander of all the Werewolf Hunters, a group that was formed to take down the werewolves that are roaming around, free as they please, while humans have to hide. Alexandra oh so desperately wants to be a Hunter. When a sneaky mission out onto the field goes wrong, Alexandra finds herself in a situation where death is the better option: she is mate to an alpha wolf.

I stepped towards him, the Mate that was to be mine for all eternity. But before I could leap into his arms, he put his hands up, as if to tell me not to do what was an instinct. I held myself back, it confused me that he wasn't standing in front of me with open arms, and he was closed off. Before I could truly grasp what was happening, he said in a low sexy voice that travelled through my body sending tiny shock waves throughout, "I don't want you."