~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS BOYXBOY SMUT. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ NOTICE: This story only uses the characters and little to none of the plot of MTV'S popular series, Teen Wolf. The rest is made up by me, therefore, is owned by me so please don't copy this. Thank you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You heard the story Little Red Riding Hood, but have you ever heard the story of Little Red, Little Red? A Sterek twist to the old fairy tale that we all know and love.

WARNING!THIS STORY MAY BE TRIGGERING TO SOME! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! WARNING! ******** This is the new version of A Warrior and His Omega. ******** Omega's are treated equally in this mystical world full of mythical creatures. Except for one omega. For years he's suffered at the hands of his abusive alpha, tormented by inner demons that ripped him apart from the inside out. He's forgotten the meaning of love an happiness, the years of when he'd actually felt these feelings seemed to be a dream. The only thing he has to look forward to is his own death, so the pain he endures everyday will just come to a complete and utter stop. What will happen when he meets his mate, only to be rejected and left for dead? Will he survive? Will he experience the feelings of love and happiness again? Then there's the real question. What happens when the Moon goddess decides to experiment with fate?

Book One of Hybrid Trilogy Tobias' whole life had been a joke. The pack he lived in pretended to love him, until he shifted that is. Tobias' pack always knew he was a hybrid, but they hoped one of his supernatural powers would be supressed. What they didn't expect was for him to have three different shifts. Wolf. Bear. Cat. Three different species, one man. No one cared that Tobias was the Alpha's son, he was a disgrace to the pack and was tried for treason. After Tobias was chased after his pack he turned rouge. He no longer would abide to the rules of a pack since they couldn't seem to come to terms that someone could have more then one shift. That you could be stronger. Now Tobias is 25 and still mate less, and that is how he plans to keep it, but he has created his own little pack of his own, all rouges who he saw could be helped. But when one of the younger pups crosses pack territory and the Alpha shows up, who just so happens to have a mate, a were cat named Josiah and a rouge named Blaze, a bear shifter, in the cells back at the pack house, will chatostrophic means be made so this alpha can have his mate, or will Tobias reject them to protect his own heart and pack dignity? How will Tobias' mates take to his firm resistance of the domesticated pack life? And how will they convince him that not all Alpha's are bloodlust creatures. 02/21/17 - 39 in werewolf

*A continuance of "Good Boy" But can be read independently* Pain is nothing new. Scott King lost his true love to lung cancer five years ago. He has since coped by burying himself in his work and keeping Danny's items in a shrine-like manner. He's taken by surprise when a business partner introduces him to Puppy--a lost sub with sad eyes and an uncaring Dom. Scott is stunned to find himself pulled into Puppy's baby blue eyes and even more surprised with the need to bring the poor boy home and show him the love and affection he'd been denied his entire life. Puppy has always assumed himself to be a burden. Haunted by his past with an emotionally unavailable Dom, he feels he doesn't deserve the love and kindness extended toward him by Scott. But as they grow closer Puppy grows more and more aware of the impact Danny's death has had on Scott. He begins to question if Scott is truly over the death and available to care for Puppy emotionally. Together they need to heal their hearts from all the pain they've dealt with. *Warnings: ManxMan, death, sexual content, strong language, mature situations, bdsm*

They're blood-thirsty. Every last one of them. Per the Agreement, however, all humans are assigned a vampire at birth. When they reach their age to serve, they must fill the role of a consort, feeding their vampire whenever needed. Unlike most humans, I was ready to be a consort. I was ready for my vampire, to serve him whenever he needed me. What I wasn't ready for? His kiss. A kiss that sparked into a flame. A kiss powerful enough to change the world. (**malexmale novel**)

Betrayed, beaten, and left for dead, Seth Forsyth truly believed he was going to die like an abandoned animal in the old mill hidden deep in the forest surrounding his University. Through a fog of almost unbearable pain and the metallic tang of his own blood drifting around him, he prayed for something, anything to either save him or put him out of his misery. This Halloween prank, set in motion by the very brothers of the fraternity he had been forced by his family to plege for turned out to be a gang of homophobic pricks. Careless over privileged bastards who thought nothing of killing him all because he was out and proud. Little did Seth know that his prayers were about be answered, but not in the way he or anyone else would have ever expected. The call of his spilled blood awakened something he'd never believed until that very night could have truly existed. Read to see what happens to those who venture where they shouldn't on All Hallows Eve.

A cure for cancer has tremendous issues as scientists unwillingly expose humanity to its demise. A deadly virus without a cure, transforming the world as we know it. They created a world where humans were fighting to survive against hordes of undead creatures, some more threatening than others. There is no hope, no second chances. All you can do is pray. Pray and do not get Bitten.

Life is unfair, something that Zayne knows from experience. His whole life is unfair. His birth wasn't allowed, his existence hated as his mother gave him up to chase her own dreams. Punished for choices he didn't even make,Zayne has only known a cruel and bitter life with his pack, the life of an Omega. Through a twist of Fate, Zayne falls in the hands of a group of dog fighters and has to endure two years of grueling pain and hunger before the ASPCA steps in and saves him. All trust in humanity lost, Zayne wouldn't, couldn't trust anyone near him. Least of all the werewolves that are supposed to adopt him into the pack.

Alone. It was a sensation I was very accustomed to. Only I was plucked out of a den and stuck in a cage. I had to survive on my own, live on my own and push to struggles without any support. A series of strange events made me wonder if I truly was alone in the crowd. What if there is someone out there that actually wants me? Needs me? I wouldn't know. All I knew was that my life changed after I found myself face to face with a possible family. It was strange to know that he too was alone whilst standing in the crowd. He alone could reach to me as I could reach to him. He was just one boy. I was just one pup. Together, we were one pack The Sequel of One Omega, following the unknown brother of Zayne.

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.