Deidre -Dee- Johson has had a rough life. A mother who is a drunk, a father who ditched out on her and her brother and sister, and a boyfriend who suddenly lashed out on her and stole away her innocence then ditched. With the protection of her brother and her two friends she struggles to find herself again and trust people. Enter the new boy in town Preston Kent. He's very much a werewolf and Dee is very much his mate. She's everything he thought she would be, the only problem is she won't let him close and he knows she's hiding something. Is there a way he can show her that loving someone isn't all that bad? Can he find her heart and finally make her his? Just when things are looking up a planned rogue attack happens. The thing the rogues want- Dee. Preston and his friends band together to help protect her, but unseen secrets start to come out making Dee question who she really is. #160 on 11/23/15

"I've finally found you, my little red" ♚ ♚ ♚ Camellia was ordinary girl - well, some would disagree- living in a small town with simple but critical rules. One of the mains ones being: 'never go into the woods' absolutely under NO circumstances 'stray from the path'. But like most orders from her grandmother, they went in one ear left through the other. Little did Catherine know it would change her life forever. ♚ ♚ ♚ okay this is practically my remake of Beauty and The Beast and red riding hood combined.

Rely only on yourself. This is the rule Ren, an eighteen-year-old werewolf, lives by. Since the early age of ten she has only one goal on her mind; to become the Beta of Black Moon. However, the Moon Goddess seems to have other things in store for her. When her pack gets attacked, Ren's mother goes missing and because Ren knows that she could never be able to defend herself, she leaves the pack to find her. However, her noble decision forces her to become a rogue, a creature she had spent her entire life loathing. While searching for her mother she runs across some unexpected obstacles, the biggest of which happens to be something that isn't supposed to exist. Her mate. *** Warning mature language and violence *** Original photo for cover by George Shervashidze from Pexels

Karen Jezebel Jay is a wolf. A wolf from a long line of Alphas that believe firmly in the place of a woman- seen but not heard, submissive and so accepting it's almost disgusting. And Karen Jay is the furthest you could get from that; rude, obnoxious and just a tad too smart, when she finds out her mate is none other than the warrior wolf Merrick Bale, she wishes to God and to the Moon Goddess (basically anyone that may listen) that she can get away from the too intense, too cold and too arrogant man they call 'Beast.' After being raised as a 'lady' should and seeing the way mates are treated by their other halves, she isn't in it for the flowers. Karen's in it to shove standards up all wolves asses. And if she falls in love along the way, that's an unwelcome and bittersweet addition. Don't copy my shit. I'll fucking cut you. And if you're into that, then I'll find something else because mama's pretty creative.

Antiope Everstone wants to be the first female Beta in the Northern American region. To get that, she needs her father's blessing. To get that, she needs to have a mate. A quiet, nice boy that cooks and stays out of her way while she makes her dream come true. The last thing she needs in her life is Magnus. Magnus is brutal and ferocious and an Alpha half a world away. And her worst enemy. Magnus "The Butcher" Ulfisson has forsaken love and only wants to protect his pack. To get that, he needs a strong Luna to prove others he is still sane. To get that, he needs a mate, a partner to share his power and solidify his reign. Antiope is perfect for the job. Problem is she doesn't want it. But Magnus always gets what he wants one way or the other. Only this time he might get more than he can handle. Life is about to teach those two a lesson: what they think they need isn't what they really need.

Highest Rank: #810 in Werewolf Alpha Donovan was known for being fearless and an absolute monster who had out-ranked the packs for years. He had the best warriors and his pack had never lost a battle. He had the looks, he had the money, he had the she-wolves...he had everything! Except his Mate.

Sandra is what is considered to be the pack's slut but she's only ever loved, Mason, the Alpha of the Midnight Pack in Olympia. Soon, the Alpha finds his Luna and Sandra lashes out. A proposition can turn ugly. Sandra finds out who her own mate is at the age of 18. Being who she is and who her mate is, she gets rejected the morning after they spend the night together. A month after being rejected, Sandra finds some unexpected news. Half lying to her Alpha and Luna, Sandra leaves. Only for her mate to follow after her. *This book NOT edited. It has errors and mistakes. I do have plans to rewrite it someday.*

He is the alpha. He is ruthless, bitter, and cold. He is everything I want, but can't have. He is my savior and I his demise. He was beautiful, painstakingly so. Soft, short black hair that was softer than the feathers of a pampered swan. Tanned, olive toned skin that had been kissed by the sun. Features so striking, so remarkable the angels cried from his beauty. His cheekbones were sharp, accented by forest green eyes rimmed with even darker lashes. His face had been carved delicately by the gods themselves, leaving ruins in the wake of anyone who came into contact with him. The face of an angel, the body of a god, and the anger of a thousand men. Gabriel.

Kayla's life has been pretty average, until she moves to a small town with her mum and Gavin. Her mums stuck up partner. Something about this town will unlock the past and create a new life for her. Every part of her life could change. But will she accept it? Lucas on the other hand, not so normal. He lives in a house full of brothers, a scary dad and a huge secret. He's a werewolf and destine to become Alpha after his father. But what happens when he meets the new girl?

Finding an insanely hot, absolutely naked guy unconscious on your back porch on your 18th birthday would seem like a gift from heaven, wouldn't it?