Highest Rankings: #1 in Featured #1 in Werewolf #1 in Dragon #1 in Fantasy #1 in Adventure #1 in Action #1 in Series #23 in Romance "Lyzaria! What did I tell you about the forest?" My father scolds me sharply. I flinch at the anger in his voice and quickly retract my hand, inches from the trunk of the tree. "Sorry father, I couldn't help it. The trees are just so beautiful," I whine turning towards him. His face softens slightly and he scoops me up into his muscled arms. I wrap my small arms around his neck and bury my face into his shoulder. He hugs me tightly and carries me away from the forest. "Why can't we go into the forest?" I ask, looking over his shoulder to see the red and gold leaves slowly disappear from view as we climb the hill. "The forest is a dangerous place," he sighs. "How can something so beautiful be so dangerous?" I mutter in confusion. "The danger is in its beauty." **Cover by SodaliteSilver**

No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox

On his first moon, Aden finds a white werewolf with red markings staring back at him in his reflection. He is definitely a sub but with a little extra fire. It's okay. Aden was expecting it. Titus, on the other hand, couldn't be happier. He takes Aden home where the pack is waiting. They are thrilled about the new addition. They instantly embrace Aden as one of them, and he starts adjusting to life as a werewolf. The rules of the pack are hard at first. Aden clings to some of his human tendencies and finds himself getting annoyed when ranking disputes cause problems among his packmates. His own marriage has a few bumps, but Titus and Aden work threw it together. Eventually, Aden comes to understand the rules of the pack are there to protect him. A sub with beautiful white fur is bound to attract attention from dominants looking for that perfect sub. Because in this world, even the strongest werewolves' mates are at risk of being stolen.

"You're the only thing that I have ever truly loved," he states, leaning in closer. I try to scoot away, but he corners me on the bed, placing his body over mine. "Get off me!" I exclaim, angrily. "I'm not who you think I am. That can't be possible." His face comes closer to mine as he pins my wrists to the bed. "It is possible. I loved you for three, short, human years, and then you left me. Now that I have you back, though, I will never let that happen again." ***** Salem's earliest memories were of her parents preforming odd rituals. She never really understood anything they said in them, but she would always sit in the middle of the big, circled, star and giggle. At age 10, both of her parents died. She was thrown into foster care. Without them around to explain to her exactly what the rituals meant, Salem was never told that she was a sacrifice to a demon king in exchange for all the money they could ever ask for. On her 20th birthday, at the stroke of midnight, the demon king finally comes for her. She is completely unaware of the situation, and she begins to try her best at resisting his advances, but he is very possessive, very persuasive, and very determined to claim what is rightfully his.

There is a small town where the people rely on no one but them selves. Why? Because this town used to be a city. But most of the city was long gone. Why? Death. Why? Pain. Why? hate, jealousy, greed... Why is a simple question. Its all the same. It all starts with a simple action that leads to consequences. Though sometimes they aren't as bad as they seem. That's why It all changed. It Changed a lot. Because of her. Because of (y/n) (y/m/n) (y/l/n). That's why.

Opposites attract. It confuses Clarke when she finds her self needing Bellamy's support. Bellamy of all people. Clarke doesn't see Bellamy as more than a co leader and a good friend. But can the same be said from Bellamy?? After Jasper recovery Clarke decides to throw a get better celebration. Is a party with 100 criminals really a good idea, especially when three of them have all fallen in love with the same girl. When Clarke is injured, Bellamy decides to help her. But a few stitches can't mend a broken heart, maybe Bellamy's love can.

Days after the ascension of the new Polis Queen, Clarke, and her sister Lexa will make a discovery that will change the entire kingdom forever. A massacre of an entire grounder village by the member of the coalition, Skaikru. After a violent fight with her sister, Clarke left the battlefield and got in trouble. She was saved by a Skaikru soldier, Bellamy. At that very first moment they both realised that your people didn't define who you are. This will be a fight for justice, love, family beyond everything. And you how far will you go for love? Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMoc1e7FVcQ

BOOK 1 <> MILD LANGUAGE WARNING "If you hadn't have done that, then we wouldn't be down here. I wouldn't be stuck with you, in this tent and I wouldn't have gotten the girl... So take a walk, Spacewalker." He said smugly. What just happened... "Er...what?" I hesitated... unsure of what I was to say next... "And you saw what in the guy?" Bellamy inquired, his back still towards me. A new Bellarke fanfiction using the characters created by Kass Morgan and Jason Rothenberg from the'The 100' universe. This book is based on the TV Show, none of the characters belong to me... Any additional characters and/or scenarios in the book however, do belong to me. I am slowly going through each chapter, changing it all to 3rd person rather than POV, so I apologise if it switches halfway through for you :) OKAY DAMN ITS 2018, I LOG IN AFTER 3 YEARS AND THIS IS AT 400,000+ READS I AM BLESSSSSED thank you all it means so much that my obsession with two fictional characters really has been doing bits for people these last three years!