No one thought Wynter would get far, let alone in Pack life. Born as virtually the runt of the litter; sibling nor parent paid her much heed. Given less respect than even the Omega, she was the epitome of pitiful, or so they thought. She may have been born small, but her heart is just as large as her spirit. Pretty much ignored by her family, Wynter can focus on the things that really matter. Born to parents that are nose deep in Pack politics, a sister that is trying to catch the eye of a wealthy Alpha and a brother who has eyes on his own thrown, she just wants to do her own thing. Content to stay out of the limelight, Wynter finds her world turned upside down when everything goes wrong. No one said being a teenage Werewolf was easy, but being a Werewolf in the crosshairs of an Alpha is a whole different story, especially when he's from a rival Pack who comes with threats of War. Cover Background: Artwork © to Sean & Ashlie Dawn Gillis-Nelson at Ashensorrow Designs. - ashlienelson.deviantart.com - ashensorrow.deviantart.com #4 (Most Impressive) in Runt 3/29/2020 #13 (most impressive) in newschool 11/9/2020 #4 in newhome 11/7/2020 #5 in politicalanimals 11/8/2020

Sierra, A good girl/ Ms.Goody two shoes. Always nice around EVERYONE- WAIT scratch that She's Badass/ Trouble. I guess good girls do change... all it takes is just one big Thing to make them go bad. Confused with her feelings, Lost between her mind And heart. Pasts are Pasts right? or is it? ~~~~~~ "I didn't know what was happening, but the hurt I feel inside it's something I've felt before. seeing them cry bc of me triggered something inside me. Maybe it's bc I used to cry bc of them and now seeing them cry bc of me makes me feel guilt. " ~ Sierra ~~~~~~ Highest ranks achieved : #1 in double Trouble #1 in Changed #1 in badboyxbadgirl #58 in teen fiction (Discontinued)

*Completed* "I just want to know why." I say as I turn over, trying to find his figure through the dark of my room. "Why what?" He asks. "Why you're being so nice to me." I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends." He sighs, "I want to know how." I scrunch my brow. "How what?" His response is soft, the opposite of his sarcastic personality. "How you don't see it." ******* Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after. All except one boy. He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt. So the two should be together, right? That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters "Love, Anonymous." Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole? -REVIEWS- "You create such wonderful characters and I can't wait to see what happens next!" VampireSa5m41993 "Thank you for wonderful dogs and little brothers and eccentrically hormonal best friends!" -Nat-Attack "I am totally hooked on this book!" nbazinet "I love the way the story flows and that you have really roundabout characters. It's as if they're real while I'm reading!" life_is_beautiful115 "Your work is literally art." lemonsun123 "Every time I read this book it just makes me smile." Nicooole97 Cover by: -winterr