Holly is a young werewolf who has been singled out her whole life, but when her pack finally pushes her too far causing the thin thread she had been hanging onto to break she thinks death will be her salvation. It’s a shame her plans are interrupted when she meets the alpha of vicious pack though, but is she to broken to feel love, a feeling she no longer believes in?

A small baby was dropped off at heaven's doorstep with nothing but a symbol on it's ankle and a necklace with Ariel engraved on it to identify her. The elderlies and the leader of heaven, Archangel Daniel Angelo sensed the baby was an angel. But it wasn't a child of anyone in heaven and there wasn't angels anywhere else so where did it come from? Unsure of what to make of everything, Daniel takes in Ariel and raises her as his own. Ariel has always been different from the other female angels. She rebelled without a cause, she didn't play with dolls as a little girl instead she ripped there heads off, she wore leather jackets and fought. Lots of angels were scared off her. There was always a dark aurora around her, which screamed dangerous. Ariel knew she wasn't like the other angels but she didn't know why, and although she could beat up your ass deep inside she was kind and caring - a teddy bear. Heaven and hell's leaders have always been clashing wings and horns. The leader of hell pushed the angels too far one day and a war commenced between the two. It's demons against angels at the start but soon more supernatural allies join the war. The war is getting worse, and the angels are beginning to lose. So archangel Daniel, adoptive father of Ariel and leader of heaven charges sixteen year old Ariel to summon the help of any other supernatural species on Earth. She goes to get help but comes back with more then everyone expected. ©LonelyDelinquent

The creamy white of her alabaster skin, as if she is illuminated from the inside. Gold freckles scattered in all the right places and positively beg you to trace them lightly with my fingertips like a sensual connect-the-dot. Her lips so luscious that were colored a natural rose, savoring it slowly and still I will never get enough of it. Her hair, the brightest shade of red and large, round violet eyes, pretty but emotionless eyes, like those of a wax doll. "Mine. Always." I can feel him running his nose down my throat, inhaling my scent. He reassured himself that I am in his arm. But the truth is. I could never be his. "No" I whisper fighting to release a moan. "Why?" I looked into his eyes, fighting the tears to spill in my eyes as I said to him. "An Alpha, like you can't have a mate with a Witch like me" Unwelcome. Unwanted. Different. That's how Crimson felt in her old pack. Nightmare it's what she calls it. With her family, they move into a new town, isolated from the new pack. New town. New life. New school. But what she didn't expect is to meet a particular green eyed-boy, who claims to be her mate. __________________________________________________________ Copyright © 2013, April. by xAliceHatterx