*Mature Content* "You bastard!" I beat against his chest as angry tears spilled from my eyes. All this time he's been here. All this time he's made me think he was gone. "Do you know how much pain you put me through you selfish son of a bitch?!" How could he have done this to me. We were supposed to be best friends. Partners in crime. Them against the world. I obviously thought wrong. The second he discovered this...life he completely forgot about me. Leaving me to wallow in my grief. While he lived in luxury, I lived in poverty. While he probably never lifted a finger I worked hard for what I had. He abandoned me, caused me so much pain for all "this". Forgot all about the girl he grew up with for wealth. For power. I don't know what came over me but my anger reached a new peek and I knew I'd regret what words came from my mouth in that moment of blinding rage. "I....

She always thought she'd be safe. Safe from the O'Hallow's Eve Sacrifice. She was barely 16, two years under the age limit. So she had nothing to worry about, right? She was just scared for no reason....or so she thought. -------------------------- She thrashed as his furry hands latched onto her wrists and lifted her into the air. She kicked and thrashed, the muscles in her wrists tearing and her bones bruising. She didn't care though. She had to get away. To flee this... this....Berserker. ------Full story on Dreame.com------

Vincent Shaw is defeated, half-dead, and broken in more ways than one. A powerful werewolf now in exile Vincent's mistakes haunt his every step. Evelyn the Meek is a sweet little half-ling and a skilled alchemist. With her own tormented past Evelyn risks life and limb to nurse a broken werewolf back from the brink of death. With a scheming mystic in the mix, an army of evil at the gate, and a vengeful mercenary on the hunt - Vincent and Evelyn must overcome all odds and each other.

**SAMPLE ONLY** Previously known as His Queen. Highest ranking : #1 in Werewolf (26/12/2015) Note : Please refer inside for the full summary. ❝Every king needs his queen.❞ Every pack has its own tradition. For the Golden Moon pack, it is no different either. Every year, every unmated male werewolf would travel around the world in order to find their other half; their soulmates. All, except for Darius King. As the 'heartless' Alpha of the Golden Moon and the blood Alpha, his is the only name that sends shivers down his enemies' spines whenever they thought about him. In his opinion, the tradition is nothing but a perfect opportunity for other packs to attack his while most of the male wolves are not around, or so he reckons. Little did he know that his decision would lead him to his mate who crashed into his territory; literally. ♛ Please do not leave any hate/self-promoting comments! Thank you! (:

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

"You are never leaving my side again. Not until I know you won't run." He told me. "And I will make sure of it." Then he leant down and started kissing my neck. "Your MINE, and only MINE." He said, slamming me into the wall, and grabbing my hands, putting them above my head. "The only person that will touch you is me." He said, rubbing my pussy with his free hand. "the only name you will be screaming is mine." He whispered in my ear. He took pleasure in torturing and taking lives of rogues. He decided to start a war against them and wipe them all but when his mate turns out to be a rogue, will he stop for her sake or continue with the war that will make her hate him?

Isabella is a werewolf and is expected to meet and fall in love with her mate, like everyone else, Except she is not like your typical wolf girl, she wants to fall in love the old-fashioned way like humans do. So when she is forced to attend the annual Samhain dance to find her mate, she concocts a last minute plan with the help of her best friend, and a witch. She manages to fool her mate, Will Isabella find love the old-fashioned way, or fall head over heels in love with her mate, as soon as she see's him Like the other girls do?

Avery Bently isn't exactly the type of girl most would evaluate as "typical". Her unusual but striking white hair catches the attention of all; however, the dark past she has escaped is what truly separates her from others. Although Avery puts on a smile for her family and newly found friends, the haunting memories of her past disturb her thoughts. Being a werewolf she must appear strong, but the alpha who violated her, Dylan, plagues her dreams throughout the night. Finding her soul mate, alpha Zeke, and making new friendships helps Avery heal from her wicked past, but she will soon come to find that betrayal is something that never comes from enemies, but always from those whom we trust most. Zeke's player ways of his past are unbeknownst to Avery, and she simply cannot bring herself to tell him about Dylan. These secrets between Avery and Zeke separate the two, but with the dangers of Avery's past lurking, the two must start being genuine before things go completely south. Though the struggles of their rough relationship distance the two at the beginning, their hardships may just bring them far closer in the end. Avery could just end up being the girl who changes the alpha's life through it all.

Ava Royals is an 18 year old photographer. When her and her dad move into a small town surrounded by forest she finds it an amazing opportunity to get some amazing shots and further embrace her passions, but when strange things start to happen and she starts to see things in the forest she starts to investigate uncovering more and more about this little town she now calls home. As she decide to take her investigation further she and her new found friend lena decide to take a trek in the woods what they find takes them both by surprise and now they realize why people leave these woods alone. turns out the legends are true and more terrifying than anyone has imagined. Cheveyo wild cat is 21 year old alpha of the dark shadows pack. When he feels a strange pull to the nearby small town he tries to ignore it because of the agreement between the were's and the humans, but as the pull gets stronger he goes sniffing around the outskirts of town just a bit. When he catches an amazing scent around one of the houses just around the outskirts of the town he HAS to go back but when he finds the source of the amazing smell in his forest with another girl during a hunt, things get a bit interesting.

Emmett Wolfe was the soon to be alpha, but there was one problem. He needed a mate. Juliana Smith hated wolves, even though she herself was one. She didn't want anything to do with them, but when the soon-to-be alpha claims her as his mate will she change her mind?Will she get over her hate for wolves? Her answer? No. Will he ever give up? No. WARNING: Has not been fully edited or rewritten, so I apologize for any mistakes. A big thanks to @Peado_Bear for helping me edit the first chapters. I appreciate it very much!