"Karma..." He muttered. I looked over at him as he smiled to himself. "Is a bitch. And so are you!" I joked. Aiden glanced up at me and glared before he smashed a spoonful of ice cream onto my face, rubbing cheek to cheek, down to my chin then up to my forehead. I just sat there, paralyzed. "Try calling me that again." He joked back, leaning forward so our faces were a few inches apart. I huffed, grabbed a napkin to wipe my face off. Only to fake him out so it seemed I wasn't going to strike. But when he wasn't paying attention, I flung a spoonful of ice cream onto his face. It hit him on the nose and eye. I broke out laughing, moaning lightly as my ribs protested in pain. But it was too funny. Aiden took the ice cream in his mouth when it slid down to his lips. "Hmmm. Cookie dough." His eyes gleamed with lust and humor. "You look handsome with ice cream on your face!" I giggled, reaching over to clean it. He stayed still, obviously liking my actions as he purred again. Summer had a dream: To major in photography and travel around the world with her sister. Problem? She has an abusive father that won't give her up for the live of him. And when she meets Aiden, the leader of a pack sworn to kill rouges(which Summer and her family are) and becomes his mate, the trouble doubles. In love, what will Summer do? Stay tuned.

"Everett" I called him when he paused in his tracks. I looked around and realized that we were right in the middle of a clearing. "Why did we stop here?" I enquired in bewilderment. Everett, who had his back to me, turned to face me. The hurt expression in his face didn't miss my notice even when he tried his best to conceal it from me, by giving me a small smile. "You know I love you right?" he asked me and I nodded happily. I knew my mate loves me and I love him too. He stepped forward, cupped my face in his hands and placed a light, feathery kiss on my forehead. "I'm doing this because I love you" he whispered, and then taking a step back, curled his fingers to form a tight fist. I stared at his fist and then glanced up to clash with his pacific blue eyes, "Doing what?" I prompted. Everett didn't bother replying; instead he shifted into his huge black wolf, compelling me to take a few steps back. 'Shift' he commanded through the link. I looked away not meeting his gaze because I didn't appreciate the way he commanded me. Nobody commands me. Nobody. 'I, Everett Green, Alpha of Waterwave Pack, am challenging you, Templar Green, White Wolf, for a fight'

I was a werewolf without a wolf. But I developed an ability to heal wounds and injuries. My mother said the Goddess had given me this skill in place of my wolf. But there were those that saw me as undeserving and I fell prey to their abuse. My life was miserable until I met him. The Healer's Mate.

The life of 18 year old Haley Marshalls is turned upside down when her father, Alpha Allan Marshalls, dies on her graduation day. When he died all his powers and title were channeled to her, making her the very first Alpha Female. Trying to find her way in a world where men were on top and getting a grip of her new powers she is forced to let go of her old life. She vows to avenge her father’s death and not set foot on his grave until she succeeds. But what happens when her mate happens to be the Alpha of the werewolves that were responsible for her father’s death? ©SimpleH

I guess love really is blind... Jaielle (jEYE el) is a 16 year old girl who is in desperate need of help. Her whole life, the Darkness pack has abused her, beaten her, scared her, and teased her. Why? Because they could. But there is something else the pack hates about her including the alpha, her father. She's a blind beauty, with no mate, and no escape... or so they thought... IMPORTANT: This story is BEYOND old and while i'm proud of it, the writing is very bad. Please keep that in mind before going into this. Read this through the eyes of a 15 year old, even though i am well beyond that age. (3/29/2018)

A Rejected Princess Spin-off! ______________________________________________________ Wendy Keeler bears the Royal Mark. She's been rogue for a year. She had learned to defend herself against everyone- rogues and packs. Most importantly, she's emotionless. Emotions is what got her into this mess. Her desire to be a higher ranking. Her love fore her ex-Alpha. Her excitement of being a Luna. Her greediness for the rank and her Alpha. She acted off of her emotions. Her feelings broke her, but she's not gonna let emotions hurt her again. Wendy no longer cares about ranks or love. Because at the end of the day, they don't matter. It's not about living a life worth living; it's just about surviving. HIGHEST RANKING: Werewolf #239