"So you think you can be my guard?" Aiden circled me. I broadly smiled, raising brow in his direction. "You should see me in action." He smirked, stopped and scratching his chin. "I have...on the news. You nearly dissapear on the cameras. I love that, you move fast yet people know you're there. It sends fear in their hearts and blood pumping faster. Just at the mention of blood pumping, it made my quicken a little. "Like I said." I bowed. "You should see me in action." *~*~*~*~*~* Valerie Materson can't deny it anymore. She's cursed; an abomination because of her foul mixed blood. Being half vampire and half werewolf has its perks but the urges she recieves totally suck. One night it's blood and the next is getting in on a good fight which never ends good. Living in the big apple, Valerie materson has a big price on her wolf head. Percisely 20, 000 dollars and raising after every kill she makes. She can't help but hear every vein pulse as she passes an innocent person, its just in her cursed blood. Dealing with her troublesome urges for four years now, she finally gets an answer. Aiden Damson. A Royal Vampire from over seas is in need of a body gaurd after his last had passed over. And he's searching for a unique one this time, when his eyes fall upon this little vamp puppy. A story of anger management, humerous brothers from other mothers, sad family stories, weird love, hot sex, pissed off shoulder bites, lingerie party nights. But most of all, a strong bond between master and body guard is neatly expressed.

What do you do when you're in a crisis? A financial crisis? A) Borrow money off someone B) Find a job C) Try sell yourself Caliana Hart, like any normal girl, chose option C. But she's made the mistake of choosing the wrong man to mess with. Temporary cover: ayeitsning

| ranked #1 | | 4.24.16| | completed | | wattpad featured story 8/17/16 | | winner of a collectors edition WATTY 2016 | "How many times do I have to say this until you accept it? Those people are mine, those soldiers are mine, you are mine." I freeze. "Well," I straighten my spine, tightening my fists," I am not to be owned by anyone, least of all you. And my people aren't either. I will not allow you to do this." "You won't allow me to?" He scoffs. "And how are you going to stop me?" "If you do not call off this awful plan, I will reject you, as my mate." highest rank: 1

One could say that Eva grew up around her Granny and her stories about pixies and other mystical creatures. But one story was different from all the others. Maybe because the story contained a beast which roamed the town on a full moon after midsummer all 25 years to kidnapp a woman or maybe because it became reality. Excerpt: "W-What are you doing i-inside my Grannys home?", I whispered anxiously. I moved back till my body was against the kitchen counter. Where the hell are the kitchen knives. They should be there somewhere. The beast came closer and the moon illuminated his face. Infront of me stood a 7'4 high kind of wolf with teeth as sharp as knives. Ahh there are the knives. Did he place them into his mouth? Stupid brain stay focused. I scolded myself. I was certain that I never have read about a wolf being this huge. A prank. That's it. Amy and Granny were playing a prank on me. Relief overcame me. "Funny Granny. Really funny. You and Amy can come out now. Gosh you really got me here." But the beast infront of me came closer and snarled. Now I was afraid. Even if this was a prank, the thing infront of me scared the sh*t out of me. And suddenly it transformed into a human. A very much naked male human. N-No, no, no! This is not possible. A wolf.... No. A wolf can not just transform into a human, impossible. "Mine". The man hugged me and his face burried inside my neck. I tried to escape the cage made out of the arms of this male, but I could not even move a millimeter away from him. "You are mine!", he growled again. Suddenly pain consumed me, starting from a spot somewhere on my neck. And slowly everything around me became dark. All rights reserved by Anastasia Gibson. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form, electronic, etc. ,photocopied or otherwise. Ask for a written permission from the author first.

What does a village do to satisfy the beasts that crawl their walls? Answer: Sacrifice. Sylvia is a compassionate young woman just looking out for her younger brother and sickly mother, when she is chosen to be sacrificed. Little do the villagers know that they just gave the beasts their most power weapon of all; their Luna. The beast's mate.

He was powerful. He was terrifying. Said to be cruel and unjust. Terrifyingly possessive. He had the world, but to him she was his world. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his miraculum.

"You're a monster," she whispers, a tear falling down her cheek. "I know." He looks at her with a taunting smirk. "But so are you." --------------------------------------------------------------------- He's a monster, incapable of feeling anything but hatred. She's a fragile girl who was forced into a world of hatred; a world in which she doesn't want to live. When they meet, new feelings start to arise-but can this broken girl fix a broken man?

"We're mates." Caleb said. I froze. My eyes scanned his face closely, reading carefully to see if he was being serious. It was a ridiculous statement. A werewolf being mated to a vampire? Impossible. Our species immensely disliked eachother. There was no way it was true. The Alpha let out a sigh, as if detecting my denial. Before I could react, Caleb took my hand into his, grasping it tightly. Spark erupted immediately from the area he touched. A foreign heat coated my skin and butterflies flutter in my stomach. My eyes widened in disbelief and stomach twisted into an uncomfortable knot. I couldn't believe it. I was his mate. ---- Raven is a vampire. She's sneaky, independent, and enjoys freedom. When starvation hits her clan, forcing them to break the territory line with the local werewolves pack, the young vampire suddenly finds herself caught in between two werewolves. Though one freezes, the other attacks, knocking her out cold. When she awakes she finds herself locked in a room with an Alpha who claims she's his mate.

(Originally called Rapture...lol) "Well, well who would've thought I'd find you like this, Anya" Anya Parks is the most infamous rogue known across the globe and she always knew there was something odd about the Crimson Moon pack. She just wasn't prepared for what she was soon to learn. Nor was she prepared for her world to be turned upside down. She's heard the myths, but never in her lifetime did she think she'd run into the person told in them and never once thought she'd be mated to the only son and child of the moon goddess, Damien. Her life as a rogue was turned to ash and now she has a secret that could possibly send her to her grave if anyone found out about it. ****Please note that this story is unedited****

[HIGHEST RANK #1 in WEREWOLF 14/10/2016] A girl who had been on the run for eight years had no intention to stop now and having a mate was not something she looked forward to. But fate has a twisted sense of mind and usually delivers us things we dread the most, even if it does happen to be a six foot something handsome and rumoured heartless Alpha male whose grey eyes were something from the fairy tales. ... She tries to run away, but how far can you run when your soulmate is the other way? ... Featured on wattpads 'what's hot list' first on: (12/05/2016) Cover by: sublime- Category: Werewolf, cause there isn't one called cliché ;)