"I smelt something , it was another werewolf I followed the smell and it lead me to an alley. I growled then heard a small whimper it was only a little girl...." Willow was all alone in a cruel world after her mother's dreadful deaf . Raised in an alley way by herself she was unloved and called a little rat by most people until shear found her , the alpha of the shadow pack .... Read as she grows,make friends,and finds love, with the help of her father. NOT FINISHED PLEASE VOTE,COMMENT,AND ADD THE STORY THANK YALL !

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

|| HIGHEST RANKING - #2 in Mystery || || HIGHEST RANKING - #2 in Vampire || [GENRE WINNER- THE ICE AWARDS 2017] [#1- WINNER- THE MYSTICAL AWARDS] [#1- WINNER- THE MOON AWARDS] [#1- WINNER- THE PURPLE APPLE AWARDS] [#2- WINNER- THE PERFECT PROSE AWARDS] [#2- WINNER- THE HIDDEN GEMS AWARDS] [#2- WINNER- THE BLOOMING AWARDS] [#2- WINNER- THE BEAUTY AWARDS 2017] [#3- WINNER- THE EMINENCE AWARDS] [#3- WINNER- THE B.A.A.] |》 Honorable Mention in 'The Majestic Awards.' |》 Part of the 'Top 5 Most Engaging Books' in 'The Lollipop Awards.' |》 Part of the 'Top 20 Books' in the 'Earnesty Writers Awards.' ____________________________________________ [COMPLETED] "You can't love!" I said, wiping the tears from my face. "And why can't I love?" he said, staring in my eyes. "Because you are just a monster!" I screamed. Grace Wilson is a normal 20 year old who has a miserable life. All she knows is self pity and how to write terrible books. Everything is about to change, when she overhears a conversation. --- Reviews: "This is such a good book. Honestly, never thought I would find such a great book in wattpad." ~ @unpure_angel "The story is well written, and the author's use of words makes you really live the story. The story in itself was very gripping and had the right amount of action and romance. It wasn't predictable and had you guessing from the very start to the end. It's one of those stories that stay in your mind even after finishing it. In conclusion, I would really recommend that you read this book." ~ @sweetiefoona --- Bookcover credit: Ammad Malik ~ @DesignedUp Portfolio: www.designedup.com

They are born of myth, legend, and lore. Beautiful women beneath the waves, tempting sailors with playful smiles and beckoning gazed as the break the surface. It is nearly every young sailors dream to encounter a mermaid, to see the beauties of the sea. Maybe, just maybe, to catch one too. That is...until their wish comes true. They find themselves face to face with the strange enchanting girl smiling just above the surface with skin like moonlight and lips like rose petals. Just one touch, is all it takes to seal a sailors fate. Beneath the waves is not ethereal beauty. But claws, and fangs, and blades of stone. Revealed in the sea is a mermaids true face and a sailors deadly fate. And Zariel is the deadliest of them all. Daughter of Poseidon and a deep sea mermaid she is dark, powerful, and beautiful by both mermaid standards and especially that of the humans. There is nothing she enjoys more than a hunt, collecting different skulls of different types of humans. Navy men, merchants, fishermen, pirates, and travelers alike. She has them all. Her collection is as admirable as her ferociousness. Only one type of mortal is missing. One skull she has yet to collect. A royal. Royal bones for a royal mermaid. Zariel, princess of the sea, doesn't want just any royal. No. She wants a prince. One who matches her in both ferocity and blood thirst. Zariel was going to get the skull of Rowan Delacroix if it was the last thing she did. Formerly first inline to the throne. A prince turned pirate. A hunter of mermaids. His ship was one she would take pride in wreaking.

The world is filled with creatures of magic. Some were good once. Most have always seen mortals as nothing more than food and spell fodder. For hundreds upon hundreds of years the brought havoc to mortals, tipping the balance in their favor. The gods whom had created mortals grew saddened by their inevitable extinction. They wished sorely to prevent the creations of demons from destroying what was once so beautiful. So saddened by the incoming loss, Luna goddess of the moon and life shed tears from her perch in the stars for she, more than any god was forced to bare witness to these atrocities. Her tears dripped from the sky off the ends of the stars, falling to the world into the forests she loved so. They coated the beasts she adored more than her own soul. The wolves who loved to chase the stars she would throw morphed before her very eyes. Seeing them standing beneath the nights sky, not man not beast, she knew. Her wolves would put an end to the horror against mortals. They would bring balance to this world. ~~ The children of the night? Leaches. The fae? Drunken partiers with a taste for murder. Merfolk? Fish sluts with a taste for human flesh. Trolls? Morons of the highest caliber. Zombie? Bastards of witches. Witches? Vile little whores who turned their back on humans for power. Werewolves? The beasts who hunt them all.

Hi my name is Isabella Garcia Rodriguez and this is my story of how I'm beaten everyday and the only thing keeping me going is knowing my mate is in this pack.... But all that changes when I go to my bestfriend house for a sleep over and end up meeting him.The next day I find him making out with my sister but that's not it he rejects me in front of everyone. They think I'm weak but they haven't meet the real me They call me ugly but they won't for long They think I don't have a wolf but truth is they don't know the half of it He think he's the only one but he's in for a rude awakening He thinks he took something from me but I got the last laugh They think they broke me and they're right but the question is did they break me in a good way or bad way? This is my story on how I ran away to start a new and better life and I did.. But how does the saying goes everything good has to come to an end and boy were they right. ________________________________________________ Come and take the journey with Isabella and see if she gets her happy ending

NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON: SAMPLE AVAILABLE When you wake up with no memories whatsoever in a place you've never heard of with people you've never met - what do you do? Freak out? Try and retrace your steps? Pretend nothing's wrong? In the case of Charmeine, it was having a one-to-one with the Anti-Christ. You know, as one does. story one { ᵖᵃʳᵃⁿᵒʳᵐᵃˡ ᵐᵉᵉᵗˢ ʳᵒᵐᵃⁿᶜᵉ } ©@ᵏᵏᵉʸʷʳⁱᵗᵉˢ ᴬˡˡ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳˢ, ⁱⁿᶜⁱᵈᵉⁿᵗˢ, ᵒʳᵍᵃⁿⁱˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵃᶜᵏᵍʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵃʳᵉ ᶠⁱᶜᵗⁱᵗⁱᵒᵘˢ. ᴺᵒ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ ᵐᵃʸ ᵇᵉ ʳᵉᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉᵈ ᵒʳ ᵗʳᵃⁿˢᵐⁱᵗᵗᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵃⁿʸ ᶠᵒʳᵐ.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

BOOK 1 // Human Error (COMPLETE) BOOK 2 // Human Instinct (IN PROGRESS) *NOW OPTIONED FOR A TV SHOW* "Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness engineered right into their DNA." - William Shakespeare, 1602 (adapted for BioPlus) Astrid Oxford is not normal. Two hundred years into the future, society is recovering from global collapse, and genetic modification has saved the remaining population from a hunger crisis. The alteration of human DNA has been illegal since the technology was developed, but in the heart of New London, a sinister trend has emerged among society's elite. Designer children have been the city's best-kept secret for years, but strange side effects are now appearing as they hit adolescence. When a freak suicide forces modification into the public eye, eighteen-year-old Astrid is about to learn how difficult it is to stay under the radar when you really were born to stand out.

"He who was born from the darkness and forged in light, an eclipsed prince with both sun and shadows on the palm of his hands. He will rise to claim the crown, beware, the night king will come." ✧✧✧ cover by @weeknder #195 in Fantasy