At 19, life has given Aislinn Nox many things, most of them she never wanted. Like dead parents at the age of six. Scars. A slaughtered pack. Nightmares. To be forced to live with humans. Thirteen years of hell. A new name. An old legacy. All of them are hers, all of them have broken her, but none of that will matter when she finally gets the one thing she desires: revenge. For five years she has been planning her revenge for the brutal murder of her parents, and the vicious slaughter of her entire pack. And for five years, it has been all that she has lived for. And nowhere, in those neat little plans did she included a pack, friends, a mate she could never deserve, or remembering everything and everyone she lost. But life is cruel. And rarely do we get what we want. . . Kaiden Salvatori is the first born son of Alpha Sergio Salvatori, who thought he had life all figured out. He was easily learning the ropes of the family business, taking over his roles both in the pack as Alpha, as well in the corporate world as a powerful CEO. It was all simple and predictable, boring even. But that all changes in a single night when he happens to stumble across a she-wolf being hunted on his territory, discovering that not only is she a rogue herself but that she also happens to be his mate. . . In that one fateful encounter everything changes. Lies will be uncovered. Truths revealed. Enemies exposed. When secrets and betrayals come, both Kaiden and Aislinn will be forced to choose; what are they willing to give up, and what they are prepared to fight for. Fate has destined them for each other, but sometimes even that just isn't enough. ©The Lost One (2015)

[COMPLETE] Some bonds can't be broken, even in death. -- He couldn't endure another heartbreak. "Accepting her would be a mistake," he said. "She's a human. I can't afford to have her blood on my hands." Gwen looked away, and he knew she saw the image that flashed in his mind. The slaughter. Bodies everywhere. The putrid stench of decay and metallic blood seeping through his fingers and staining the earth under his feet. The small, lifeless body in his hands whose death he couldn't prevent. And whose death he could never forget. "It won't be like that with her," she murmured to the floor. "I won't take that chance." Heavy with sorrow, her brown eyes looked up into his. "Not everyone is given a second chance. Take it." -- Soulmates only come along once in a lifetime. Or so everyone thought. She was his second chance. But her heart loved another. Fate would bring them together, and Fate would tear them apart. -- **A slow-burning, sensual love story with a splash of humor, a dash of action, and a lot of heart.** Rated PG-13 for adult content (coarse language, violence, and non-explicit sex) [There is a separate R-rated scenes book for those who want steamier scenes] CONTAINS: alpha lycan x human mates, strong female lead, second chance mates, reincarnation (tabula rasa), love-triangles, vampires, action, drama, humor, relatable characters, high stakes, passionate romances VOID OF: "insta-love," extremely possessive, aggressive, abusive alpha mates, Stockholm Syndrome *OVERALL WINNER of 2017 Flower's Awards*

(Rooming with Royals Sequel) He's the prince of werewolves. She's the princess of demons and witches. Silently falling for her childhood best friend, Aya doubts the chance of them ever becoming together and denies the feelings she has for him. "You're a werewolf, Jace! I will be a temporary substitute till your mate comes." My chest heaved up and down, struck by the harsh reality. Mates are sacred to werewolves. The love that mates have for each other is unlike all beings. The love Jace has for me is nothing compared to the love he will have for his mate. "Aya -" "No Jace. You love me but you'll love your mate more. You'll continue your life normally, but I'm the one who's going to be left heartbroken. Someday, you will find her and throw me away like I was nothing." My lips quivered as I chocked the words out. "I know what I want Aya. With or without a mate, I want you. "

"Will you stop being a brainless jealous jerk for once Xander?" I exclaimed to him. His nostrils flared with anger and the intensity with which he was looking at me was doing something within me, I felt bothered. "I'm not jealous. Why would I be?" He spat angrily but with no eye contact. "So, you're not?" I challenged him. "Nope." He said with seriousness but I know him well. "Then don't you come barging through the door interrupting my date and ruining it. I have my own life to live which doesn't involve you." I said the exact same words he said to me earlier. "Fine. I won't ever try to meddle anymore." He said and then started to make his way towards the door. But I know him well, I am his mate after all. I know what he feels. He is broken inside and out. He wants me to push away just because he thinks that I being near him destroys me. I made my way towards him before he could turn the knob of the door of my bedroom to leave. I jerked him towards me with force. And I did the next impossible thing I'd ever do. I kissed him. He didn't respond to me and tried to pushed me away. But his attempt was futile. I pulled back to kiss him hard again. I pressed myself to him, to feel the warmth of him. My hands were in his hair desperately trying to make him react. And I succeeded in my attempt. His hands which we were on his sides wrapped around my waist and brought me impossibly closer to him. ... Xander King is ruthless, cold, possessive and a feral werewolf with the darkest soul. Shailene Wolfe was sweet, caring and a loving wolf. But she wasn't one to be considered weak. She knows how to fight for her right and others as well. She was never a quitter. Xander always wanted to have a mate but he knew he wouldn't jeopardise her life by mating her. He has hungry wolves waiting to seek revenge from him and his position. After all he isn't just a King by mere surname. He is the Alpha King. So what happens when he is mated to Shailene Wolfe? Read to find out.

Stories of blood bathed battles and killer warriors was nothing new to his kind. They thrived in what others would bow down and cower to. He was hired, along with comrades to protect and server a powerful man. Only man was weak, to drawn to power, that they seemed to turn on even the most loyal of...dogs. Without warning the Lord turned his blade to the ones he asked for loyalty and thus started an even fiercer war. It raged for summers, before the leader of the beasts so many have called Immortals, had seen enough of his comrades die. Entering the sleeping chambers of the Lord, swore to killing him if he should seek more death to his people. Ready to leave such a dark place, he found a light amidst the misfortune. So fragile, petite and innocents dripping from a mess of dark curls. He would teach this child the truth, correct all the lies that had been told and strengthen a new bond to be born. What he got over the summers, was not what he was expecting.

Alyssa and Daimon's future is in deep trouble when his dead fiancée comes back to life and the alpha of the top pack, Pablo, threatens to come for their blood. ***** Daimon's long-lost fiancée, Stacey, who was believed to be dead the last five years, has escaped from her captors and returned to him, frail and injured. As Alyssa watches the man she loves tend to her, she struggles to figure out where she fits in the pack and with Daimon. Meanwhile, danger looms with the most cold-blooded alpha on the hunt for the one and only Shewolf...Alyssa. Can she escape fast enough on her motorbike, or should she stay to fight for the love she deserves? Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of violence and sexual activity, and mentions suicide, rape and sexual assault, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by Ren T

!!(Slow Updates)!! He's strong and can strike fear into the hearts of anyone. She's weak and scared easily. Nobody tells him what to do. She follows orders without complaint. He's an overpowered, hybrid, monster of a man. She's a tiny, shiftless, omega of a wolf. But they do have one thing in common. They're mates. But is that all true? In a world of evil, of cruelty, violence and deception, a monster lives. In a world of torture, of pain and of suffering, a little wolf lives. In a world of hidden secrets, ice, and ancient metal, the little wolf and the monster find each other. Then begins the chaos.

Alyssa Barnes must conquer her monsters or risk becoming one herself - but gang leader Daimon Kross might be a dangerous distraction. ***** Past traumas have taught Alyssa Barnes to not shy away from dangerous men and to show no fear, not even when she encounters the deadly biker gang leader, Daimon Kross. But the notorious Kross bikers may not be all they seem to be, and Alyssa might not be the only one with secrets to protect. Will the power struggle lead to bloodshed? In ways she never expected, Alyssa finds out that sometimes love doesn't just bite...it howls. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of sexual activity, abuse, self-harm, and suicide that may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Read Fatal Contingencies (Book 2, the Fatal Trilogy Series) here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/142024187-fatal-contingencies-book-2-the-fatal-trilogy Cover designed by Ren T

2016 Watty Award Winner for Most VORACIOUS Read Sample only. This book is PUBLISHED! How do you tell yourself not to breathe? He is my mate, and she is his everything. But he chose her, against every single instinct that we both know. For that, I have been whipped, shunned, shamed, disgraced, and broken. All for one moment of madness, I could not control. After two years, I left, unable to bear the pain and loneliness anymore. That was then. This is now. I am back, and I am not the juvenile I was. I am now a fully grown female. I feel his eyes on me, but I can't. I won't. I shouldn't. Time has healed my wounds, but not the deep scars the whip seared into my flesh or his indifference to my heart. Each breath is a pain, and his scent overwhelms me. But I can smell her in it. He still will not give her up, despite his own body crawling with a deep, physical desire that only a mate can satisfy. I breathe: I exist, barely. I am a midwife. I bring life into a cruel world that haunts me every day, and the Doctor I work with is the only one in this pack who holds faith in me. He is the one person who stands up for me - and I feel light again when I am with him. What kind of life is this when two mates cannot be together, yet every part of their primal soul yearns for it infinitely? What kind of cruel moon would torture a she-wolf like this? I can't go on, but I must. Whatever happens, I must attend to my purpose and give my miserable life some meaning; perhaps I can snatch some joy in pieces, but now I see that he needs me - but he also wants her too. How do you tell yourself not to breathe?

A wholesome love-at-first sight werewolf story where the mate isn't an Alpha, and they actually want to be together. Life as a rogue isn't easy, especially for a runt living in No Man's Land. Jade has gained an impressive set of skills over the years, such as evading ferals, camouflaging her scent, and sniffing out expensive truffles, but few packs want to accept a runt. When she finally gets invited into a pack, she picks up an irresistible scent. Her soulmate. Jade must decide if she's willing to grasp what is likely her only chance at unconditional love - or flee in case her potential mate rejects her and shatters her heart forever. ---- Excerpt: My steps faltered as I noticed that two of the pursuing wolves had sped ahead and were waiting to intercept me. I launched toward a tree and ricocheted off at a ninety-degree angle without slowing down. One of the wolves behind quickly followed and began closing in. I started to panic, looking around frantically for a way to escape. I saw a rabbit burrow under a small bramble bush and desperately raced towards it. I darted under the edge of the plant and heard the tan wolf go around as he expected me to come out the other side. It gave me the precious seconds I needed to squeeze down the tunnel. My relief was short-lived - the rabbit that dug this burrow had not survived long enough to finish it. The tunnel was only about twice as long as the average human arm, and I could clearly see the entrance. I sent a silent prayer that the bramble bush would deter them and that they would not realize just how shallow this burrow was. I waited anxiously. The entire semi-polished draft can be read for free on Wattpad. The polished version can also be purchased on Amazon in print/ebook/audio. Copyright January 2017. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story/plot. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *werewolf ranks* as long as credit is given.