Penny: I still remember the first moment our eyes met, something happened. Those icy blue eyes. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I could feel the magnetic pull and we're both helpless against it. Our eyes met constantly across the room. He would be the first to tear his eyes away. He's so powerful, though. So charismatic. He's a lycan. I'm just a regular werewolf. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I made up my mind that I would make him love me. I would fight for what I want. I would deny my own mate if it means I get to keep him. Three years I went after him single-mindedly. I laid my heart out for him. He kept pushing me away. Then one day he pushed too far...and I'm tired of fighting for us. There's no us. I'm just a fool. I'm done fighting. I made up my mind that I'm going forget him. I'm going to go out there and lose my virginity, over and over again if I have to. I mean, why hold on to it, right? It's not like I'm getting an award for keeping it the longest. Not likely that my mate will keep his virginity for me. Darius certainly didn't. Why the double standard? So, why can't he just leave me alone now? Why is he so hellbent on breaking me? Stupid lycan. Ughhh...stupid, stupid lycan. Darius: The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she's my erasthai. The one. The exotic looking dark haired beauty. Dark eyes taunting me. Haunting me. Only I'm not looking for the one. I'm a warrior, there's no room for a mate. A mate will make you weak. My enemies could get to me through my mate. Then it happened. She finally gave up. For some reason, it makes me mad. Not only did she give up, but she gets this crazy idea that she's going to lose her virginity to some random stranger. Fvck that! That's not going to happen. Nobody else is touching her. I'll make her wait until she finds her mate. She's so stubborn, though. She's driving me crazy. So, why can't I leave her alone?

"You took my father from me! You killed him!" I snarled, pulling against the chains. He watched me with those same dead eyes, not an ounce of emotion. "He trespassed into my home and stole my food, he got what he deserved." he stated calmly. I bared my canines, just wanting to rip through his flesh with them. "Now I know why." "Why what?" "Why no one could ever love you...you're a monster. A cold blooded beast at heart." I spat with hatred. "No one could ever love a beast like yourself." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Arabella, proclaimed as the most beautiful woman to ever live in Britain. Even the humans consider her a rare beauty. She was a kind-hearted girl, but she would stand up for whatever she believed in. She would fight whomever she deemed as a threat, and that included the beastly King of Alphas, Samuel Blackmoore.

when is a monster not a monster? oh, when it is loved.

Jezzabelle Johnson was one of the low class people in her village. With her small family of 5, she manages to keep a smile on her face even though they are having alot of struggle in their lives. In her village everyone treats her nicely considering the fact that she has the most loving heart that matches her beauty. - The opposite side of this story goes to the castle on the other side of her village, that belongs to the cruelest, dangerous, and scariest man ever known in this small village. Just saying his name brought chills to people near. Parents told scary stories about him to their kids that gave them nightmares for weeks. Rumor has it, he can kill a whole army in a snap. He lives alone by himself in the castle, besides the people that work there. Even they have a hard time being near him. People say hes so heartless he would never care about anyone. But what if that changes? - What if one stroll through the village at night changes the most heartless persons life as much as the most heart filled person in the village? - His name? Alpha Kaden. - Yes, ALPHA Kaden as in (werewolf) alpha. This village is full of werewolves. And so is their scary Alpha living in the castle on his own. And we all know Every werewolf has a mate... Highest Ranking: #18 Beast 2/22/23 #32 in Romance 12/24/17 Beginning:1/6/17 Ending:1/21/18

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

I step to him and he does the same, casting aside the girl that was once in his embrace. Placing my hands on his face, I study him, his dark hair that was woven by the night itself, his eyes that shone like the stars I fell asleep under, his lips as soft as a flower's petal. He was perfect. He was my mate. I would love him forever. "How could I be mates with a murderer?" - - - Rejected, Leila flees her own pack, refusing to stay where her mate couldn't accept her, and her brother couldn't look at her. Unknowingly she stumbles into Crimson Hollow Territory, Europe's most fearless pack, and stumbles upon the Alpha. And she just happens to be his mate.

Bree Somers is your basic werewolf. White in color, gets rejected by her mate (hint hint it's the alpha) but what separates her story from the rest is what happens when she starts to know more about herself and her abilities. (UNEDITED)

Not everybody is meant for this love shit.

You know when you were younger and they told you that you could be whoever you wished to be? You could grow up and become whatever you set your mind and heart upon? Yep, well I'm here to tell you that's a complete load of bull. So as I stared across at my fiancé, our hands conjoined as he read his vows- it dawned on me. Getting married at age 23 to a self centered lawyer who viewed me as more of his little prodigé than his actually wife was not what I wanted. Becoming a defense attorney at a record age to a company own by said husband that I'll never be taken seriously in was definitely not what I wanted. And making my parents happy by completely shutting down any hopes and dreams I've ever had. was absolutely not what I wanted. "Nope." I shook my head, glancing between the priest and Jake, my soon-to-be, as I yanked my hands out of his. "W-what?" He stuttered, looking back at me mortified along with everyone else in the chapel. "Fuck this." I shook my head, as I lifted my dress and quickly made my way back down the isle that was littered with people I'd never seen before. So, few hours later and I'm on the first flight to Maine. Why? Well, shit happens. *this book is unedited

His lips were so soft against mine. Yet the kiss was rough. Before I knew it we were backing into my room and he kicked the door closed. I started unbuttoning his shirt while he pulled my dress over my head. He kissed me again before looking at me. "Are you sure you want this?" After being abused for so long, Raquel finally decides to leave her boyfriend. When she has no where to go, she calls on the only person she knows, multimillionaire Lorenzo Princiti. I can promise you the story is better than that thing up there ⬆. Plus it gets better as the story continues, so please read and vote. WARNING: THERE ARE ABUSIVE SCENES AND SEXUAL SCENES. IF EITHER OF THOSE THINGS MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE, DO PLEASE FIND A MORE RELAXED BOOK. TO ALL MY FREAKS, WELCOME