The red string of fate that connects the two soul mates was broken by him, not me, never me. The fate that was decided by the moon goddess..he tried to change it ,not me. Why then, was I punished..? Zairiya grew up believing herself a curse and an outcast to the people she belonged to.She was banished by her pack as she entered this world.Mother Nature took pity on her and granted her only wish, Aeran as her mate, but even that was a cruel joke played on her by the fate.She loved and loved from the very core of her being ,she gave everything for that love,for Aeran, crossing all boundaries to acquire the unattainable love of her mate. But maybe that was not enough. Then something disastrous happened and her very soul blackened, turning all that love to hatred so cruel that nothing mattered to her anymore. Finally she gave in and lost herself forever. ... Let me tell you a story of love, a story of betrayal, a story of death, a story of Zairi and Aeran.

"Will you reject me?" I ask, ignoring the lump that was forming in my throat. I fought the tears that were threatening to fall. Don't cry, please Hannah, don't cry. His green eyes looked like orbs of ice that stared straight through me. A sadistic smirk pulls up his lip and he puts his arm on my right side, blocking my escape route. "Reject you? That's an easy escape, don't you think?" his voice was as cold as his eyes, as his heart. "The moon goddess gave me you and I'll simply pay her for her kindness." his tone was laced with venom, hatred and disgust. "If she thinks that I can ever accept an Omega as my mate, she's damned wrong." "to those who grew up too fast" A/N: Hey there! Mind giving this story a chance? #1 Werewolf (09/24/2020) Thank you so much for giving this story a chance ♡

COMPLETED ✔️✔️ Excerpt. *** "I won't bite. . .yet. . .I promise" He said with a teasing smirk. Walking in the rain didn't sound like a bad idea. Naima didn't want to sit in a car alone with him. As her luck was rare, the thunder clapped and she found herself racing into a practical stranger's car. That wasn't the plan. Naima looked at him weirdly. "Fine. . .but don't try anything funny." "You have my word. I won't try anything. . . funny, Habiba." She could have voiced her disapproval in his insistent need to call her Habiba. But there were much more bigger problems. *** Blurb. A bump in the high school hallway? Cliché. . .I know. But it did happen. And personally Naima hated clichés. She was clearly going to hate him too. But she didn't design life. No one did. And Tawfiq had a way of sneaking up into people's lives if he wanted. And he wanted to sneak into the one hijabi in his French class. Things start not to match up with what Naima knows and questions are raised. Everyone hides something from the world. . . Even stars hide behind clouds on a cloudy night. When the clouds move, will a beautiful starry night be seen or a dark sky with no stars? As the saying goes, Nothing is really truly hidden... Forget Disney and fairy tales. For this is a whole different tale. WARNING ‼️ ⚠️ You'll laugh with them. You'll cry with them. You'll hate some with a passion. You'll love some with the same passion. Started: September 2017. Ended: December 2018. Book 1 in The Secret Series

WATTYS 2016 WINNER! - Writer's Debut Category **A Wattpad Featured story!!!** What's a lady to do... Lady Charlotte has never been the typical English lady. Nor does she intend to be when her uncle makes a bid to inherit everything - the land, the money. All that had been her father's a decade before. So when her uncle forces the issue, Charlotte knows her time is up. She is making her move. As the poor gentleman, Charlie. In two weeks' time, she plans to take control of her future while stripping her uncle of his. When she meets her match... Lord Greyson, the Earl of Claymore, can't seem to forget the mysterious lady he saved from being compromised, only for her to punch him in the face and descend a balcony to be rid of him. He doesn't expect to meet her again so soon, and not like this. As a lad who looks distinctly familiar, with a sharp tongue and a spirit that demands independence. What else is Greyson to do but watch over his little caterpillar, offering her safety and employment in his stables? It's the perfect solution. Or so he thinks. And finds herself falling in love... What neither one of them expects is the sexual tension that ignites between them. What's a girl to do when she finds herself falling for her employer. And that he seems to feel the same...for his stable hand. But that's the least of their problems as a common enemy threatens to tear them apart, one that has no intention of letting either one of them off the hook. It's winner take all - breeches edition. And Charlie plays to win. Highest Rating : #1 in Historical Fiction 5/15/2016 Most Recent: #1 in Historical Fiction 67/22/2016 Book 1 in the Spirited Brides series *Cover made by @Aphrodite270*

"Deliciously captivating! It's the perfect amount of laughs, love and drama. You won't be able to put this book down!" - Grace K @ HQ. When Agatha becomes the Everard's governess, she's grateful for a way to escape her dark past. That is until her growing feelings for the mysterious Lord of the house begin to present an even greater risk. ***** The Everard's are one of the most esteemed families in Wickhurst. And Benedict, the Lord of Devonshire and the eldest of the clan, is as mysterious and brooding as anyone The Town has ever seen. His face is marked with scars, and no one dares to speak on how he got them. Known to all as 'the beast,' the townsfolk tremble in his wake. But little does he know that he is about to meet his match in Agatha Blair, his sisters' new governess. Agatha is witty, smart and gives him a run for his money when he tries to peel back the layers of who she really is. She truly intrigues him more than any woman he has met but she is a governess and he is a Lord. The Town would shun the union of two people from different stations and any romance between them is surely a recipe for social disaster! But what can they do when the burning hot feelings refuse to relent? And when Benedict uncovers that Agatha is hiding a secret far more dangerous than anything he could have imagined, will love save the day and will Agatha finally tame the beast? *This story is a standalone title in the Everard Family series. [Now a Hachette Audiobook!] [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

[COMPLETED] (Book 1/3) It was him. It was his scent, there was no mistaking it. For months I was searching and now, I know he's here, his musky scent has never been stronger. I ran through the trees and stopped to catch my breath for a second. I couldn't see him. I couldn't hear him. But the mate bond made it possible for me to sense him still. And now, I could smell him, he was so very close. I closed my eyes to collect myself when I felt a hand make its way over my eyes, and an arm slithered around my waist. Ecstasy like I have never felt before swelled in my chest as I relaxed in his arms. I could feel the tears of happiness in my eyes. That's when I heard him speak, and I could almost hear my heart shattering. "You have to stop looking for me, my love." I was still processing his words, before I realized that he was gone. ... Raynhildur Ylva is a dyrith and has always been very different from all the werewolves in her pack. She's had it rough from the start and now, at twenty-one years of age, she's almost given up on finding her mate too. Almost. With no real home, no family, no friends and a band of Liet eyeing her every move, she can only hope for a miracle and find the person she's supposed to be with, to take her away from this life. But what happens when she finally does and he gives her the most confusing signals ever? And the biggest question of all. Who is he? ... Highest rank: #1 in mate #5 in alpha #30 in Werewolf

[COMPLETED] (Book 2/3) I can't stand him. I don't understand him. Does he hate me? Does he not? He is undeniably confusing, obnoxious and can't take criticism. He is basically the stereotypical Alpha and I hate that about him. What would it take for him to be a little considerate? Maybe he's jealous I got my wolf before he did? That's probably it. The big bad wolf can't stand a little competition. So that's exactly what I'll give him. Some good, healthy competition. ... After being abandoned in a forest near Fathilagt, Rayne was found as an infant by Rosabelle soon after the first attack on the peaceful pack. Rosabelle raised Rayne as her own and shielded her from whatever hardships she could. But Rayne's experience in her pack wasn't always pleasant and some people did their best to make her feel like she didn't belong in Fathilagt. Especially a certain soon-to-be Alpha who takes more than necessary interest in her, in more ways than one. Staying out of the spotlight isn't easy when the universe has different plans for you, and Rayne struggles with finding a safe space to hide herself from those who blame her for things she is yet to understand. Too bad for her, because the boy she hates the most, seeks her out every single time. What will happen when he finally wants her to stay, she is forced to leave her home to never again return? ... Book 2, HTTIC: Butterfly Disclaimer: This is the second installment of the 'Heir To The Iron Crown' story. Kindly check it out as this is not a stand-alone book. Highest Rank: #1 in butterfly #3 in iron

"Free me and I will save you," he promised. ~*~*~*~*~ A Pirate in peril... Pirate Justin O'Shea is finally captured by his enemy, he had no choice but to sit and wait for his men to come to his aid. But, when his captor decides to bring aboard captives from another raided ship, he is stunned by the beautiful young girl that is willing to set him free. An exquisite Treasure to be had.... Tempest Whitwell, the young daughter of an admiral is finally returning to London from the Carribean. But, when her fathers ship is raided by ruthless pirates she is taken captive. Now aboard the Dead Nave, she's mystified by the man chained to the ships mast. A prisoner she befriends and later frees. Never trust a pirate.... Her sweet, trusting nature lands her in an impossible scrape. After freeing the captive that promised to help her, she suddenly finds herself the prisoner of the pirate "The Black Scourge", the irresistible Justin O'Shae. An undeniable attraction forms between them. One he must deny to protect her. Caught between his loyalty to the sea, a dreadful past and the forbidden desire for the young impetuous beauty, he knows she is not safe by his side and reluctantly returns her to her family. Now tormented with his forbidden desire he vows that she will be his. But betrayal, revenge, misunderstanding, heartache and fierce love are soon to follow. It's a love as temperamental as the sea where it all began and he would weather any storm to have her.

A toss of the dice, doomed Evangeline to an uncertain future. Her father gambled away their families fortune leaving her in the hands of a ruthless man determined to have her at any cost to repay their debt. She escapes him, and a series of unfortunate events lands her in the company of two pickpockets and two goons that teach her how to survive the London slums. A change of fate lands her in the home of Adrian St. James, a wealthy Earl. She's caught stealing from him. But, when he learns of her predicament he swears to protect her and in doing so in his care, this defiant street urchin turns into an elegant beauty before his eyes. The daring beautiful thief not only took his breath away but in the process stole his heart.

Kolton, the second oldest of the Reifenberg royal family, doesn't want a mate. At least, not for now. He had always been independent, pushing the boundaries of what was expected of him. Eliza DeWitt comes at the wrong - and just the right - time for him to realize that everything he wanted was what everyone had told him all along. Eliza. Fuck. Her hair was down and curling in soft waves to her waist. Kolton's hands itched to touch it, and he gripped the underside of the table until he felt it groan beneath his hands. Letting go before he broke the table, he almost ran from the room. Long locks of dark red swept over Eliza's shoulders, making Kolton stiff as a brick in his trousers. He looked around the table to see everyone chatting, a large grin on Lexi's face as her eyes swept the table, landing on Eliza, then Kolton. Eliza was wearing a long green evening gown, her hair spilling over her shoulders and over the curve of her breasts. The color of the dress was a deep emerald green, and matched her light skin tone perfectly, complimenting her hair and the light blue of her eyes. He watched as Eliza pushed a stray lock behind her ear, and more of the soft swell of her breast was revealed. Kolton averted his eyes, afraid she might spill out of her top and his dick would punch a hole through the table top. This was fucking torture.