Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

Highest Ranking: #1 in Werewolf Watty's 2015 Winner: Talk of the Town 11/23/15 "Literally the best werewolf book I've ever read." -@itsroma "*rereads 10,000,000,000 times and cries every time*" -@stilessparklez "#5thtimereader *I have to vote on all the chapters this time, that's how engrossed in the book I've become*" -@Forevertail "THIS BOOK SHALL BE IN MY LIBRARY FOREVER." -@team_breezyy ________________________________________ "What do you want?" He asked. I clapped my hands together and sighed. "To go home." His face instantly fell. He walked right into that one. "Well that sucks because you aren't going anywhere, kitten." I growled lowly at the nickname and crossed my arms. "Who says?" I argued. "I just did. Now stop acting like a brat and tell me what the hell you want to eat," he said frustrated. I rolled my eyes and turned around to exit the room. "Where the hell are you going?" He yelled at me. I stopped and turned around to look at him. "I don't want to have any food prepared by you. You're hands are probably just as dirty as your mouth. Watch your language," I stated simply and exited the kitchen. ________________________________________ © All Rights Reserved 2014

HIGHEST RANKINGS - #40 in WEREWOLF #4 in BROKEN #5 in ABUSED #1 in WITCHESANDWIZARDS #10 in WITCHCRAFT Matthew Reynolds is an Alpha. Not just any Alpha but the Alpha of all Alphas. Everyone fears him not only because of his dark past but also because of his dark present. He is known to be a cruel ruthless leader and if you so dare look at him wrong he will snap your neck in a second. Alexandra Greene is an omega, which in her pack basically means slave. She wasn't born an omega, her biological father is the Alpha of her pack. The reason her rank was ripped away from her was because of her father, he always hated her due to her mother dying while giving birth to her. He was fine keeping his hatred inside but as soon as he realized that she wasn't a regular wolf, that she was a runt he not only disowned her but also neglected and abused her. What happens when Matthew comes for a visit to check on the pack and he stumbles upon Alexandra? Will he save her from her horrid life or let her rot to death? I'm currently in the middle of re-writing this book, so please bare with me if the chapters or plot is off. I'm going to try to as fast as I can to try to prevent confusion. Thank you for choosing to read my story!😊