As a weak and powerless human, Eve was never meant to survive. Through a series of miracles, she finds herself taken in by werewolves. But she doesn't realize her true power - not until destiny calls and she is faced with two choices: run, or fight to save her pack against the darkest magic. ***** Adopted by an Alpha couple to raise as their own, Eve grew up in a world of wolves. Though she was once abandoned and alone, she is now surrounded by family from two of the most powerful werewolf packs. She has the unwavering love of her parents, the Alpha and Luna of the Crescent Moon Pack, and inexplicably, also the protection of Zachary Stone, the cold but devastatingly handsome Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. Eve never thought she would truly become one of them, as she is no werewolf, but when she discovers her true identity and starts seeing visions, she realizes that the fate of everyone she loves may lie in her hands. Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story contains violence. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by Lily Taylor

TRAILER IN CHAPTER 1 #1 Memories 10/10/2019 #1 Hurt 27/09/2019 #1 Werewolf 04/07/2019 #1 Blind 09/02/2020 #1 Time 10/06/2020 There are three of them They are ruthless They are cursed They are Immortal They are the HellHounds. ****** They were a legend. A story. But all legends are based off of truth. "Don't go out after dark," My father said. "Don't go anywhere alone," My father said "Don't go deep into the woods, for that is where he waits," My father said. I never broke a rule. I was a good girl. But my question always was, what do I do when the monster comes out to play? *** I was blind, so I slowly walk forward, not knowing where he is exactly. But I use my senses. I let this connection pull into a direction. As I slowly walk ,I reach my hand out, "Where are you?" I asked quietly. A big and calloused hand touches my own. From that one touch, electric shocks courses through my body, a strange and warming sensation. I flinched and gasped in fright. The big and strong hand gently grabs mine and softly pulls me forward. A breath hits my face slightly. I was right in front of him. He leans down toward my ear, his lips almost touching it. His breath makes chills run over my neck as he whispers very quietly with a deep and rough voice, "Here I am." *** If you want this book to make sense to you, I would suggest you read Book 2 of my Blood Moon Pack series, it completed and ready to read. You can still read this as stand alone, however there is more information held in Book 2.

Book 1 of the Grace Trilogy Top Ranks: #7 stopabuse 06.02.19 #121 run 06.02.19 (Originally Run Away Love) Grace is a young girl with a bad past-abusive daddy, broken family, the norm. Happiness will come they all said, and it did for a while because of a woman named Emily; Emily's kind foster mum and handsome brother. She was happy, but then her past came to haunt her. It dragged her away from her new family. Her life was like a hoover she got sucked into the darkness and then shoved out like dirt. "Guys isn't that Jason's kid, Gracie. Gracie!" I looked up and saw two dirty men with ruff faces. I tried to ignore them, I didn't want any bad business. "Hey, Gracie! I'm talking to you", this time one of the men stopped in front of me and grabbed my arm. He lifted my chin with his grubby fingers "it is Gracie". DISCLAIMER THIS IS MY WORK, DO NOT STEAL. BAD LANGUAGE MAY BE USED AND SOME SCENES WHICH PEOPLE MAY FIND VERY UNCOMFORTABLE. © 2019 by Molly Hancock. All rights reserved.

Warning! This story contains sensitive topics. ** I looked into his dark eyes and saw, what I once naïvely thought, was innocence. ** "Please!" she cried, curling into herself and holding her arms to her chest. "I want to go home! I haven't done anything to you! Let me go please!" Anger washed over me. What was she not understanding? "Mia!" I snapped, holding her neck tighter, staring down into her watery brown eyes. "You can't leave, I won't let you! I can't lose you! And you have done something. You've stolen my heart." I felt a grin play on my lips as I leaned more onto her. "and for that, baby, you've done everything." [COMPLETE]✅ (This book will be rewritten at some point!)

My feet sank into the damp, muddy earth as I fled through the field. I could feel my heart pounding rapidly against my bruised chest, and I could hear his rasping breath as he chased after me. "I can't let him catch me." Forrest Peterson was sixteen when she disappeared without a trace. There were no leads, no trails, no body to be found. There were no witnesses or suspects. She was just gone. A year and a half after her disappearance, Forrest is found bloody, broken, and desperate to be rescued. She escaped from her captors and longs to find normalcy in her life again, starting with the handsome and familiar man who saved her. Everything should be falling in place after the eighteen months she was missing, but there's a problem. Forrest doesn't remember anything. She doesn't remember being kidnapped, she doesn't remember what happened, she doesn't remember who her kidnappers are. Her mind is blank, and she fears her kidnappers identities will never be revealed. As Forrest struggles to find her place back in life she slowly begins unraveling the fragments of her memory, uncovering the painful secrets her past holds. The truth of what happened that fateful day and the horrors she faced is just a flashback away, and she wants the answers as soon as she can get them. But Forrest is running out of time. The monsters are still out there, and they're much closer than she thinks. *Pictures are not mine and belong to their rightful photographers*