{ This book is now published on Amazon } It use to be a rare thing. Seeing a female werewolf. It was almost like their were no such thing. But now female werewolves have the same population as males. Except for Lycans. Their has only ever been two female Lycans in history. Alvery Fabre was the first ever female Lycan. She and her mate George Rosai had a daughter. Only their daughter is the most powerful werewolf on the planet. For both of her parents were Lycans. Her name is Della Rosai. The female Lycan Highest Ranking in Romance #1 Werewolf #6 Mystery #8 ~ Cover By Cookiies_and_Cream ~ { Thank You }

FOR MATURE AUDIENCE. 18+ ***PUBLISHED MAY 26TH ON AMAZON FOR PAPERBACK AND E-BOOK**** ********* "Damn, you're sexy." The intense silence was broken by a deep virile voice. I inhaled a breath as I listened to the light breathing of another. Strangely, I was not freighted but more curious then any. "Spread your legs for me." For some insane reason, I felt the need to obey. I felt the need to do what was asked of me. I parted my smooth legs, allowing the cool air to tickle my exposed core. Silence left me wondering. Left me nervous yet anticipating this moment... ***** This story, Alpha's Dirty Little Secret, has been published. The full version of this story is available on Amazon and Kindle for reading.

Lily Crawford was once loved and treasured by her whole pack but that stopped on her 14th birthday when she didn't shift like she was supposed to. Instantly she became an outsider, a slave, a stranger in her own pack. She gave up on having a mate and being loved from anyone other than her brother. That all changed when an Alpha from a neighborhood pack visited her pack and uttered the word she thought she'd never hear "Mate". -- He locked the door behind us, pressing me against its hard surface. "Mine" He growled pressing his face against my neck, breathing in my scent. "Stop that" I yelled, tears streaming down my face. I tried to push him away from me but he didn't budge. "Just reject me already". "I won't reject you" His voice was low and dangerous. Was he worse than I thought? He will actually make me think he wanted me and then break my heart into a tiny million pieces. "Well then I will. I, Lily Crawford reject you Logan Wa-" Before I could finish he slammed me harder against the wall and covered my mouth with his hand. "Don't you fucking dare" He yelled punching the door beside my face. I flinched back but that didn't stop him. "I am your mate and whether you like or not you are now mine. And mine means, no one touches you, no one talks to you and no one fucking looks at you" He yelled again. Moon goddess, please help me.

In a world void of mortals, creates the story of Aura Evangelynne Starr. a very unique werewolf. She have been gifted numerous powers and an irresistible scent. A mixture of vanilla, caramel and sweet roses. That attracts un mated male wolves. She possessed a rare blood. Reasons of her unique gifts. she shifted earlier than all the kids in her pack, she bares the talent of being able to talk to animals, she can out run any of their werewolf guards. as the day of her 18th birthday. She is now permitted to join the legendary 'Moon Howl' ball. A ball that has been a tradition since their ancestors existed, all packs and Alpha's at the age of 18 and above come to this ball to celebrate the wonderful gift of being a werewolf and the werewolf community. this ball is the reason of all unity amongst the werewolf community. But as it turns out, it's also the reason of Aura meeting her mate. But...as joyed laughter fills the air...darkness looms in the corner, waiting to attack.... ATTENTION: This story was created from the mind of an eleven yearsold, read as you wish, Highest ranking/ #54 in werewolf genre

Midnight Achilles Arch was born different. She didn't cry when she was just delivered. She just blinked her bubbly grey eyes open and started staring at the people around her. She didn't bask in the attention that came with being a royal princess like her brothers and sisters either. She didn't like the thousands of eyes that bore into her whenever she entered a room. She liked her own company and she liked to read, preferably alone or with her mother. She didn't get her special Xlinx or Vampire gifts when she became 12 either. Her siblings doubted her genes when she couldn't heal quicker than normal people and was unable run as fast as the wind. But her mother always told her that they were just jealous as she was special in her very own way. Like the way she could sense danger before something happened, and the way she had a 'friend' who always looked out for her. And exactly like the way how she revived that crow that hit her bedroom window one evening. "They tell me I'm different mommy," She had said against her mother's neck late one night as Rose held her 7-year-old darling in her arms. Rosemarie smiled. "You are different, baby girl, but in a good way. You're something special." "Like you mommy?" She blinked up at her mom, her grey orbs glimmering under the moonlight. "Yeah," She kissed her on the forehead, "Just like me...Only better." *Xlinx: a supernatural creature that has divine special powers. Spin-off of Vampire Mates and Dark Mates

"Do I have to fuck you to make you understand that you belong to me?" He whispered huskily against her ear, pressing his pelvis onto the small of her back, "Do you want me inside you, my queen? Do you want your womb to be filled with my seed? Do you want me to dominate you?" - Sweet, naive, and innocent was she, so what would a small thing like her do with a beast king like he? - Warning: Will contain violence, foul words, and sexual content. Does not show a healthy relationship. Read at your own risk. Highest Rankings : #4 in Romance #8 in Paranormal #12 in Supernatural #11 in Vampire #17 in Fantasy #41 in Werewolf

Blood. Blood everywhere. It was all I could see as bodies laid everywhere. The stench of rotten flesh and blood filtered through my nose, making me cringe. It wasn't just werewolves, but many other beings. That wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that this was all because of me. Because of who I am. Why did it have to be me? ~ Growing up in the Lunar Shadow Pack, Liana Mason finally discovers who she truly is. What happens when she discovers how much power she really has and who is really after her? - [Sequel to Rejecting the Alpha] • You don't have to read the first book if you don't want to but it may be less confusing if you do. [WARNING - Mild language and some steamy scenes] [Unedited] Read at your own risk! [Published -July 2017] [Still ongoing] ~Kira

Just when the world is about to get hectic between rouges and packs, the goddess promises a saviour to rescue the innocent and punish the evil. They will face many hardships with their friends and family, to help them through this the goddess also promises a guider who will stay beside the saviour and assist with these problems. They will have the power to know when this Great War will come. The saviour will be granted 3 random powers which will assist them which will be develop depending on several situations they are put in. The saviour and their mate will be the most powerful pair no-one will be able to go against their command, not even the strongest alphas or even the king and queen of wolves, but this will not happen until they have mated. They will risk their lives to save the weak. If they succeed in saving the wolves, They will be given the choice of leaving the world and becoming the next god/goddess or to stay on earth with their loved ones. An event will happen which will make them doubt their own heart, and depending on their answer they will be greatly rewarded. This will come true as it was prophesied. They will be unique and distinctive as the saviours coat will be white. The only true white wolf that will live during this time. This is the legend of the White Wolf. ______________________________________ Avery didn't find her wolf spirit guide like any other werewolves would. She was born without a inner wolf causing her to get bullied by members of her pack. During her 17th birthday she has a dream of a magnificent white wolf. White wolves were suppose to be extinct due to hunters hundreds of years ago. She finds out that this wolf is now her spirit guide and she can now transform into her wolf form. She must now find out the secrets of the legend of her white wolf and the hidden ending of an intense battle... Copyright © 2024 Willowtree147 ™ All rights reserved.

Imagine living in a world where you are the last of an age old race, a world where supernatural creatures once prevailed. Talon knows exactly what that’s like, she’s lived her entire life believing she is the last of her kind; a race she knows very little of. Her fading memories of a less than delightful childhood her only clue to her ancestry. One rule she never forgot despite her early fascination with them was to stay far away from the Black Slayers, especially the Cursed One. After centuries of living as a pre-pubescent teen something strange happens; suddenly her body starts to develop, maturing at an accelerated pace. Her once dark hair lightens with each passing day, her skin glowing with vitality. Peculiar things start to happen. An encounter with two young men with a curious interest unleash foreign feelings - a strong, irrational pull in the pit of her stomach. Talon learns just how hard it is to keep her secret safe and people are not always what they seem to be.

Book Two of the Talon series....