The cage doors are released and I open my saphire coloured eyes, dashing out of the prison and into the forest, the first to reach the safety of the trees that were once green but now glowed blue like the moon, dodging them and making my way as quickly as I can to the sound of water. Seven days. Thats how long I had to make it to the lodge as an unmated female..... ☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆ Werewolf legends always wrap around the fact of a soul mate, a wolf destined to you from the Moon Goddess. But thats not true. There is no miraculous instantly falls in love with your mate at first sight like everyone believes. There is only The Run. The Run is an event held twice a year during the blue moon week when the night is blue and all mateless wolves are expected to attend. It is the source of nightmares amongst she wolves. Grace Harvest is no exception to this as she is forced to shift and held in a cage till The Run, her only chance of freedom is to last the full week in the forest and make her way towards the lodge before a male can claim her as his. Caden Wolfrain wants nothing more then to fall in love then to hunt a she wolf in the run, but with the threat of his title being stripped from him he has to make a choice between love or forcing a claim to a mate. But when Grace meets Caden will she change her mind about being claimed or will the secrets Caden hold scare Grace away from a possible future of love? ☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆ Highest Rank : #1 in Werewolves On: September 29, 2016 Proof: Screen shot is in chapter 1 On: December 11, 2016 Proof: Screen Shot is in chapter 2 WARNING: there is mention of rape and other forceful claims of a woman's body as well as other drastic scenes some audiences may find offensive. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED COPYWRITE Thank you @anonymous_115 for the amazing cover I love it

[✓Completed] After disease and nuclear warfare decimate the world population, 17-year-old Nadia is sure she's the last person left on Earth. Then one night, she hears a voice on her radio and everything changes. But as she and her new-found companions unravel the mysteries surrounding their survival, they soon realize that it was no accident, and that their situation could be far more dangerous than they'd ever imagined... Everything you love about the post-apocalyptic genre (science fiction, survival, adventure...) with a healthy dose of mystery and romance, too! *High rank: #1 in Science Fiction* *Featured!* *SciKick Starts Winner* *Added to Wattpad SciFi's Ongoing Stories List* *@BBCDoctorWho "Female Led Adventure" Pick* This is a first draft, so all comments, feedback, and votes are appreciated. :) ~~~ Comments from readers: I would comment some long in depth comment on how amazing this is, but I have to go read the next chapter the suspense is killing me! :) - pounding_heart So many options, so little info. I love the way you sprinkle hints and questions everywhere! - Nerdyna I'm in love with this idea! And your writing definitely makes it that much more vivid in my mind. Pure magic here xoxo - artskayyyy Omg! That was AWESOME! ! I totally knew it was something weird but that was a total brick! Great story! It's such a poignantly funny tale. - nikalaichopper I'm crying. This is so good! - kdar10 This is a beautifully written story so far which captures its audience's attention and never does let go. I can't wait to read more of this. - B_NeverLetGo

~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

"I love ittttt this is one of my favorite book ever" - -marichat There are two sides to every story. This is Donovan Keller's side. (MUST READ A SECRET SERVICE BEFORE THIS! CONTAINS SPOILERS!) "You will never understand the depth of his feelings unless you read this book. I'm glad I waited until I finished the first one because it's def worth it. ❤" - analoys "Woah yeah love this book" - jazzybee30 "I'm fully okay with admitting that I am crying right now. This is one of the sweetest moments I've ever read!" - NerdBerry07 "I just started giggling I haven't laughed like that in awhile. Thanks Joy." - 10emr37 "My heart is going to burst because of happiness ♥️♥️♥️" - Siy2006 "I'm actually laughing out loud at this. Thanks author, really lifted my mood" - ripalecryder *************** You need to have read A Secret Service first for this book to make any sense and not ruin anything. If you've done so then enjoy! 😉 If you're one of those people who skip author's note then you need to know this is not a complete book. It jumps around. So again you really need to read A Secret Service for it to make a lick of sense. #1 in Relatable #2 in Romance #8 in Teenlove (which is ironic with who this book is about 😂)

"This story is WOW!!! How I wished it didn't come to an end!" - chysungal "Did you kidnap me?" he asked. Gigi's eyes widened and she shook her head furiously. "No!" "How did I get here?" he asked, his tone was strong but beads of sweat covered his forehead. His eyes flashed at her. "I heard stealing is common occurrence for you people." Gigi clenched her fists, as heat raced to her cheeks. "We don't-" "I heard tales that you once stole a nobleman's daughter." Her blush deepened down to her collar bone. "We don't capture people. And Lady Brixton left on her own accord." The sailor's gaze remained accusatory. "Do you know who I am?" he demanded. Growing up as an Eldin vagabond, Gigi has lived her life on the outskirts of cities and been regarded as the scum of society, dreaming of a better life she never imagines will be hers. When she saves a young man from drowning and receives news of her uncle's death, these two events send the life she knows on a different course. "I LOOOOOOVE IT SNFVJSNSDN - wisdom filled words of a 17 year old" - Amns22 "I forgot to mention it, but I haven't read a book I crave like this one in a long while." - Tis-but-a-fleshwound "You're killing me!!!! I already love this book!" - Ellie_Rivas "I love this book l.💖💖💖💖 One of the best books I've ever read" - kiachouwasama "So I have never read a fantasy book and I love the way that you write so I thought why not give it a try because I'm not here for a long time but for a good time. And guess what? I LOVE THIS BOOK!!!!!!" - Rose_Gold786 "Where have you been all my life? On wattpad that is 😁. You're such a great writer am baffled! Lost for words. Everybody who likes balls ladies princes and dance should definitely come find this gem." - I_cant_scream "I'm in love with this story. I can't wait for the other chapters.❤❤❤❤❤❤ - Clockwiserose A Loria Tale # 1 #3 in Teen Fiction #1 in High Fantasy #13 in Romance

Aeons once ruled the world. Now, their empire lies in ruin, and the survivors hide on the fringes of society. Nahlia is a librarian's apprentice who's obsessed with Aeon lore, scavenging for hints of their legendary power. But others are searching too, including the Templars who seek to hunt down the Aeon survivors. When the Templars attack her family, Nahlia is forced to infiltrate a secret academy and rise beyond everything she's ever known. https://davidmusk.com/books/aeonica-the-lost-redeemer

Erin, an orphaned pickpocket, is the queen of a small criminal subculture, but when she steals her way into a deadly conspiracy, mysterious powers seek to silence her. Erin will need all her cunning if she is to survive this new world of violence, magic and companionship, but sometimes, survival just isn't enough... Completed

The world as we know it ended 209 years ago. From a desert wasteland springs a single kingdom, ruled by a tyrannical King and trapped in an endless war against the shadowy desert warriors. As a desperate bid to save what remains of humanity, society has been split into two distinct classes, nicknamed the Court and the Commons. For an oppressed population on the brink of revolution, a common thief could be the last hope. Up until now, Kay has survived by her wits alone. Reckless and impulsive, wanted by the King's guard, Kay has become known as the Runner. Using the city's rooftops as her personal domain, she manages to keep one step ahead of the King with one hand buried in the purses of the courtiers. Driven by the plight of the commoners and the unjust death of her family, Kay seizes the chance to graduate from small-time thievery to full-scale rebellion. Her opportunity comes in the form of Will, a wealthy ex-soldier with a dark past. Plucked from the streets and thrown into the shimmering palace court, Kay must use her every strength to blend into a world where she doesn't belong, closer to the enemy than she ever thought she would be.

"Rule number one," He whispers, pulling back to look me right in the eye, "Never let your guard down." He flashes me a cunning smirk as I stare at him, stunned at what he had just done. Only, he makes a mistake of turning to see what everyone else ahead of the bleachers is doing. I smirk and take a step back forcefully. Just as he turns his head back to face me, I swing my arm at his face. "No. That's rule two," I snap, "Rule one is never turn your back to your opponent." Faye Williams is not the type of girl who would call for the attention. However, she calls things as she sees them. Faye's not afraid to use her fist, for that's all she's ever known. Some call her a good girl while others call her a rebel. What most people don't know is that she's witnessed things that not many people get to witness. With an unstable mother who blames her for a needed divorce, she's seen, heard, and knows plenty. It's not until she moves to Miami, Florida with her dad, that trouble arises. Let's just say that the odds are not in her favor, especially when it comes to that notorious 'bad kid' Travis. Yet, for some reason, she feels that fixing the bad boy will mend herself. When a powerful gang leader, a notorious bad boy, vengeful mother, and two faced acquaintances enter the equation, Faye knows there's nothing to save her now. *Copyright © 2013* All rights reserved.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.