Demetria Viitor is a witch, a half human-half fae hybrid. She was also a healer and slave to the Ura clan. Until the Northern fae attacked and everything changed. Ericson Dragoste, general of the Northern fae, couldn't care less about his fated mate. Until he met her. Cover design by dancingpandapall

Highest Rank : #1 in Werewolf Category. When Chriselda stumbles upon the land of the Dawnfall Depths Pack to save her friend, she comes across her mate. She thought that he will run towards her, hold her in his arms and kiss her passionately. But none of these things happen. Her mate doesn't run towards her neither holds her in his arms and neither kisses her passionately. Instead of a loving mate, she finds a cold-hearted Alpha standing in front of her. And they always say that there's a story behind every cold Alpha. [NOTE : Not a Rejection Story. I believe that rejections don't exist in the werewolf world. If rejection existed, then werewolves wouldn't be having mates. I really find the idea of rejecting your mate absurd because mates are supposed to be the one for you, the one you cannot live without and the one who is supposed to be your soul mate. So, don't take this story as another rejection story. Also, I'm working really hard to make this story as non-cliché as possible. If you're bored of the cliché werewolf stories and want to read something unique, then you've selected the right book to read. I hope you'll enjoy reading this story.]

I have nothing left to give up. At least that's what I thought until she walked into my life. I never thought I'd find my mate, not after this long, and I sure as hell never expected to fall so hard. But suddenly, I have everything to lose. Not all that long ago the wolves were on the verge of extinction and now the balance of peace and destruction lies in my hands. It's either her, or go to war, and the decision isn't an easy one to make. The Fae king wants blood, more importantly, my blood. I'm not afraid of him, or even dying for that matter, but if I revel my secret, lives are sure to be lost. The Fae king will stop at nothing to destroy me, but that's if I don't destroy myself first. *Warning: Contains some strong language and mature scenes*

Lucy lost everything 4 years ago during a rogue attack, the only member of her family to survive was her step-mother, who is dedicated to making Lucy's life a living hell. She's been abused, starved and broken. As her 18th birthday approaches, strange things start to happen and she only prays that her mate will somehow find her and not reject her. Just when Lucy thinks it can't get any worse, it does. **This is the first book in the Broken Trilogy and will remain on this platform for a short time before it moves to kindle. Please enjoy and look for the second installment, Broken Alpha, in the next week!

UNDER MAJOR RECONSTRUCTION!!! In a world where power determined who and where you are in the food chain. Lisa Vanderpump was an Alpha's daughter who hadn't shifted yet. Deemed and shunned as an abomination by her abusive father. Rejected by her mate. Lisa feels she has nothing left to give but she had hope. Maybe a little too much hope. She meets Lycan King Damien Romanov. Her second chance mate. Lisa feels maybe she has a purpose after all. With shocking discoveries about herself and in a world where not everyone is who they say they are and power overlo oked loyalty and love. Lisa tries to navigate being queen. New friendships. Love but with danger looming. Lisa finds herself conflicted with who she should trust. Especially when the evil is closer than she thought. **** When Damien decides to show up to one of the Alpha meetings he meets Lisa Vanderpump. A broken girl who can bearly look at him in the eyes. Will these two heal each other's scars or will they break each other even further. Curious? Read to find out. Now Complete! (However this book is under reconstruction)

Lilah James has never had any troubles with getting into a club, even though she was not 'of age' yet. Still, no bodyguard ever demanded to see her ID. That all seemed to change when a handsome, tall and not to forget tattooed-to-his-neck bodyguard came in the game. Before she knew it, he had denied her entrance to the city's local club. She was beyond embarrassed, but over all angry at him. He was just doing his job, she knew. Yet she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more behind it. Especially after seeing him let teenagers in. He didn't ask for their ID's, but Lilah could swear they looked like ten! She's never met him before and really wasn't planning on getting to know that handsome, ink covered devil. But after she discovered what he did when he wasn't guarding the club, she knew she would never hear the end of it. Especially because of her brother's interest in fights and his unmistakable admiration for one specific fighter: Prince Charmink. »»» "Jason." I hissed at my brother. "What?" He asked absentmindedly. "That's him." I whispered, eyeing the three men in the cage. Prince Charming stood tall and proud with a knowing smirk on his face. "Yes, I know. He's my favourite too." He informed me and I scoffed. "No, you dumbass. He's the bodyguard I was talking about." I snapped at Jason and his eyes widened. "You mean he was the one who didn't let you in?" He almost stuttered. "Yes." I nodded and looked back at the man who hadn't left my mind in a week. I could feel my anger rising again as I glared at his smug facial expression. As if sensing my eyes on him, his confident look faltered and it got replaced by a surprised one as his eyes settled on me. My eyes widened and I looked away. Jason's breath hitched. "He's glaring at you." He whispered and then he gulped. "Now he's glaring at me."

She isn't short. She is bite sized. Anita Rosaline Nightshade has always been small. 4'11 height but a 6'7ft attitude. She might be small, but she sure is feisty. But no one knows of the feisty little beast, because no one ever made her angry. Until he steps in... **** "Stop picking me up!" I whined, pouting. His eyes turned a shade darker as a small smirk played at his lips. He bent down and kissed my cheek. "I can't, your so tiny." I huffed, crossing my arms. "I'm not tiny. I'm average." "More like bite sized." He laughed. "I will call you My little bite size Anita." But everyone knew she was the Little Bite Luna.

'"Nobody leaves" Althea's voice boomed, stopping everyone in their track. Matt and Tray were shocked by the dominance her voice held. It was strange, she was a rogue but where was all the power coming from? they thought. "Nobody dares defy my command" Aries spat out each word, his voice too held dominance. He shouted each word at her. "And nobody dares disrespects me" Althea spat back the words at him. Aries too furious, slammed the table and broke it into half. He was too blinded by his anger that he forgot who he was talking to. His mate. His other half. "The rogues have started to think I have gone soft. They think so because I have taken in a rogue" he spat the words at her, looking right in her eyes.' All she was looking for was answers, but what happens when she finds her mate in the process? One that was equally dominant, an Alpha, ruthless and unforgiving. Book 1 of Althea series

Ziara Ale, a normal teenage girl, well as normal as Ziara could get. She's short, clever, and curvy. If there is one thing to know about Ziara it's that she knows of the existence of werewolves. Little did she know that her acknowledgement of werewolves would change her life forever. Theodulus Isbrand, The Alpha King, the one and only. He's mean, ruthless, and handsome. He's lived been living for 2315 years without a mate. He gave up on finding a mate a long time ago. That caused his heart to grow hard, cold, and ruthless. What happens when he finds out that Ziara is his long awaited mate?

| Highest rank #2 in Mafia | Currently Rewriting/Editing Feb. 2020 Rebecca was finally ready to start her life. She had just graduated from college, had a great job at the hospital in the city and a gorgeous apartment that was across the hall from her best friends. Everything was falling into place. When she goes out to celebrate and ends up drunker than she ever had been before, she is saved by the handsome and extremely sexy Vincent, son to the Capo, who takes her home. What will happen when she wakes up alone the next day. Will this be the typical one night stand?