*Mature Content* (First installment of the Trial Series) *English Version* Juliette Kerson does not want to fall for the Alpha Kings scheme of luring in Wolves, forcing them to compete for a place in his pack by attending the Thirty Day Trial. She wants freedom, not discipline. But this year, she is nominated to compete, and she is no loser. Free spirited, Juliette catches the young Alpha's eye. But she also is the product of an unspeakable species called Skinwalkers. She's different, but keeping that from an interested Alpha proves harder then it seems, especially with Ace, the deadly Skinwalker with a secret lurking around. ~ ♡ I'm an author who wishes to start a petition against cliches, so prepare for the opposite, in this totally different, and unique take on a Werewolf legend ♡ *Completed*

•••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-•••••• ORIGINALLY 6.2M READS ON WATTPAD! First Unedited Draft. 64% manuscript sample. ••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-•••••• I could never understand why Grandma Liz always forbid me from venturing out during nights of full moon. I remember often thinking to myself, "What could possibly be there that wouldn't be there on other nights?" Years passed and still, the question remained unanswered. That is, until one night. If only Grandma knew they didn't need the full moon. ••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-•••••• A Royal's Tale Series - II ••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••• Published (WP) : 1/11/ 2015 Completed (WP) : 30/1/2018 Highest Rate : 8 in Werewolf Cover : Graphic Designer @ Typewriter Pub Trailer : Sannyaahhh

Who is Anna's uncle? Where did he come from? Does he work alone? Why is Alexander Hunter such an *******? Will he ever die? What happened to his soulmate? ___________________________________________________________ "You know, of all the hallucinations and delusions I've had, this is by far the cruelest." I gasped and sat up. You had to be kidding me. His voice had come from a cell many cells down the hall. I could have recognized it anywhere. My wolf was fighting to take control. For the first time in years, her voice was clear in my mind. Mate, she repeated like a chant. Maybe, I was hallucinating. "Felicity?" Alexander... My stomach twisted in knots. Hearing him say that dreaded name once again was almost too painful to bear. That was the last thing he had ever said to me. "Goodbye, Felicity." I couldn't live with that name after he had tainted it like that. "Shut up. That's not my name anymore." "Are you real?" Real? Of course I was real. What was it with him? Wait... "What are you doing in a dungeon? You're supposed to be leading a pack." He laughed. "What do you think that happened?" How could I know? After he had rejected me and kicked me out of the pack to take some other girl and claim her as his mate, I had given up being a werewolf. I had taken wolfsbane for years so that I could appease my wolf side. I cut off all ties with the werewolf community and even left the country. "Felicity..." "Don't call me that! Dammit!"