This story is now on hold. The clock ticks... Ember has always had a special ability to tell the future. She is a Spirit Talker who lives a simple life with her family until one fateful night she becomes a Bitten. A danger to her family and those she loves the most, she can no longer stay in the only home she has ever known. Seeking shelter with those that harbor their own Madness inside themselves they form their special community that is tied deeply to the phases of the moon. There is only one rule that governs the lives of the Bitten, never bite, only kill.

Will Maxwell submit to Roma? can he accept that a title that he was born to take now belongs to somebody else... even if that somebody is his own mate. And just when Evelyn though peace was restored threats comes from the most unexpected of sources.

A collection of stories all connected by one thing: Crescent City, the domain of werewolves. Slip through the streets of this city of magic and luxury, and you'll see alpha-kings with scars beneath their suits and blood staining the diamonds worn by their queens. Humans may be found there, too, scraping out a life in the spaces between pack territories. Fragile in the face of fangs. Entranced under predatory gazes. Loyalty unbroken even in death, forbidden love that flares into murder, and dark passions that come to life only in the deep of night. Welcome to a city that uncovers the beasts hiding in all hearts.

Evangeline has not had a life like other she wolves. When she was 14 her brother, the next alpha of the Hawthorn pack, died leaving the pack without a male heir. The accords require any pack without a future alpha to merge with another unless their daughter is mated to a suitable future leader. So. They did not tell anyone. It was the packs largest secret. And when the time came if Evangelines mate was found and suitable he would take over when her father stepped down. If he was already an alpha....then the pack would have no choice but to merge. They could only hope he was suitable. It was not a fate Evangeline wanted. Any of it. If it were up to her she would never find her mate. She did not want a mate. She did not need a mate. She could get everything she wanted on her own. ~~ I let out a breathless laugh, rolling off the werewolf beneath me. "Well that didn't totally suck." He chuckled, abs flexing, looking me over as I rose from the bed, "didn't totally suck?" I hummed searching for my dress, "yeah it was fun while it lasted." Pretty doesn't always equal the best stamina. "Thanks Alex." "...its Aaron." I cocked a brow at him, wiggling into my tight little black dress, "not for the past hour it wasn't but okay. Cool." I raked a hand through my hair, smoothing out the inky waves. "Anyways I have to get back to my pack before sunrise and I cant find my panties. If you do, their yours." Sauntering over to him I kissed him deeply, "thanks again Andy." He chuckled, "its Aaron, and how about if I find them I give you a call?" Shit. How drunk was I? "Did I give you my number?" "No." "good." I started for his door, "have a nice life Adam." "Its Aaron!" He called after me. I rolled my eyes, "whatever." He was not good enough in bed for me to remember his name. Besides I had better things to do. Like get home before dad found out I was gone. My first Lunar Ball was coming, my first time participating to find a mate. Unfortunately.

She survived being hunted. Now she must learn how to live as a hunter... Free of the past and its lingering ghosts, Alice knows it's time to face who she really is: a witch girl marked by her mother's madness. A shapeshifter who can become a wolf as easily as her enigmatic lover, Colton. A creature with her own savage bite. She'll need it, for a run-in with a malicious coven soon turns into a deadly hunt to uncover the truth--the truth of her heritage, the truth within her heart, and the truth about who is the predator and who is the prey. Wolf's Kin is an erotic romance and the next book after Wolf's Bane.

A Wattpad Featured Story, October 2017 England, 1813 In a time when rich young men have their choice of sensible, intelligent, and handsome young women, one should feel satisfied just to be married. Amelia Dyer finds herself as the mistress of a country manor house. Recently espoused, she is learning to navigate the early days of what it means to be a devoted wife. Unexpectedly, a long lost relation of her husband comes to stay at the manor after leaving the Militia. This dark and lonely man touches Amelia's soul and leaves her questioning everything she holds dear. Cover art by @Lacrine_Sienna Note: This story is a labour of love and is slower to update. Thank you for your patience.

How do you fight the Moon? The King has fallen to a God. The world is gathering, surrounding the Northern hemisphere on all side, crushing, strangling the land in a tight noose. All they demand is Charlie's head. The female Alpha born from two alphas. The first of her kind. Charlie's mother Victoria was the first female Alpha, who has created the way, has walked the path first for her daughter to follow with ease behind her. Through teeth and claw the Northern Hemisphere was a sanctuary for Charlie to be raised on. Now, it's become the center for the Moon's army to face the sharpened weapons of Charlie's army. The great spread of old has returned to the meeting place where the final battle will occur. Trades will be made, sides picked, and the blood-red path will be walked until only the One remains. There can only be One. The Moon intends to keep her position while Charlie fights the fight for the Wilds, who have been severed from their souls at death. Punished to wander the world as ghosts without their halves. She fights the true fight for the Wilds, who can't fight for themselves. Charlie needs to understand who she has come from and who she can become. Charlie needs to understand how to bleed and how to bleed well. She needs to become a God-eater. Welcome to the second half of Odin's Prize.

Cecily's car breaking down in the desert is just the latest in a series of unfortunate events. But a night stranded at an empty gas station wasn't all bad. She comes back from the desert with a new friend. The massive dog she found abandoned in the station was such a gentle, defeated soul, she couldn't bear to leave him behind. Unfortunately, he wasn't the only thing that followed her back. Her tiny rental wasn't built to accommodate the wolfhound sized hybrid, but she's determined to make it work. But as her new friend flourishes, Cecily begins to struggle. Her dreams are haunted by increasingly perverse encounters with the frightening figure of a shadowed being, seemingly set on seducing her. The phantom's nightly visits make it difficult for her to sleep, and as the nightmare's grow more vivid, Cecily can't help but wonder if there is a connection between her new companion and the humiliating, filthy dreams. Each night, as she pants and writhes beneath the phantom's unwanted attention, he whispers the same command..."Wish me real!" She feels danger brewing as the entity grows stronger, and to obey his request and say the words aloud holds the promise of pleasure and the threat of an unknown terror.

Selene Lykos is a disgraced princess. She's the last survivor of a murdered dynasty and the rightful Queen, but she lives among her enemies, trapped and with no choice but to smile and obey. Every night, she dreams of freedom, of a life away from the betrayal and intrigue that constantly surround her, but escape seems like an unattainable fantasy. When the chance to break her chains finally arrives it demands an unexpected price, one that comes in the form of ruthless warlord Alpha Kaspian. || WATTYS 2018 LONGLISTED ||