Alpha Darren Hale of Moonstone Pack has been searching for his mate for four years, he's beginning to lose hope. Little does he know, he'll soon find his mate, tiny brunette Blaire. But she turns out to be hard to handle for her tiny size. Highest Ranking: #7 in Werewolf

(Previously known as "Insanity". Currently being completely rewritten.) Xavia Scythe was never in one place for too long. As a loner, a drifter, she stuck to human territories to keep from coming in contact with the hostile packs she knew surrounded the states. Her life had been one tragedy after the next, leaving her as the loner she had become. After stopping in a one-horse town, Xavia meets the reason, or reasons, exactly why she stuck to human territories. And unfortunately, they won't let her leave.

I held my breath as he came closer and closer. "You know you want me. So why are you resisting, Cassie?" he whispered in my ear. He was right behind me and I tried moving out of his way but it was too late. His whole body was pressed onto mine and I couldn't move or do anything besides enjoy it. He kissed my neck and I couldn't help but let out a low moan. I could hear a small growl of pleasure coming from his throat and I blushed. "I can't..." As much as I tried to escape, he held me immobilized. Then he gripped my waist and pulled me towards him. I felt his boner against the hems of my skirt, and I blushed even harder. "Cassie-bear... Why are you always trying to escape?" he whispered huskily. His hands moved over my waist to in front of my pants, and he slipped his hands inside. I gasped. As I turned and looked into his eyes, I crashed my lips onto his, letting go of my held-back lust. I couldn't hold myself.

“MINE" he shouted I looked a familiar deep of forest green eyes that seem to look into my soul those eyes I remember the same eyes that hold mystery kind of like a thick forest daring you to come in and explore and there he was my mate. “mate" I wisperd then fell to the ground

"SAY IT!" Daniel yelled at me. I trembled under his touch as he yells. Daniel looks at me lust flowing through his dark ocean blue eyes. "I'm yours ok!" I say quietly as Daniel gives me his award winning smile. Daniel gently nuzzles my neck and growls at my guy best friend Mason as he walks up to say Hello and ask about my day

"You're mine! Do you understand?!" Connor snarled. "I'm nobody's!" I growled back at him. "I'll show you who you belong to, then!" he smirked evilly. I looked in his eyes, they where black. His wolf, Parker, had come out. He took me by my arm and threw me over his lap. "What are you doing?!" I wiggled. "Spanking you." he declared. *WARNING SEXUAL CONTENT. DO NOT READ IF YOU CANT HANDLE IT YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED*

Layla isn't like all the other werewolves. Her human mother abandoned her in the woods at the age of three and she was taken in by a pack of real wolves. Then, at the age of five she was adopted into an actual werewolf pack. Add in a mysterious connection to the newest pack member and a kidnapping attempt, and Layla's life is about to become even more complicated than it was before. Can she handle it?

{Completed} Ruth is a witch. Due to a hectic mind her powers are getting out of control, so on the suggestion of a friend she decides to take a break. Using the home of an old friend Ruth finds solace in the wilderness from the nightmares that plague her nights and haunt her days. It's supposed to be stress free but when Ruth comes upon a half dead man in the woods things take a turn for bizarre. Not that she's not used to it. When you're a witch, little surprises you but with a werewolf in your home expect the unexpected. *A SEQUEL TO 'DUALITY'*

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

As an Omega, the lowest-rank werewolf in any pack, Claire is confident her smoking hot Alpha can't be her mate. But she's wrong -- not just about him, but also about her place in the werewolf world. ***** Adopted into a family of Omegas, the lowest-ranking werewolves in the Mistwood Valley pack, eighteen-year-old Claire Masters is more concerned with her schoolwork and her adorable little brother than pandering to pack politics. But when Nathanial Groves, the pack's inescapably attractive Alpha, steps into her life, her entire world is thrown into disarray. Because Claire can't help feeling drawn to him -- irresistibly so -- and it's distracting her from the growing danger looming over her town and her family. A mate is the last thing she has time for, but can Nate be ignored? [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]