(Book in the process of editing) " Miss please stand in front of the class and introduce yourself.," my teacher said as she directed me where to stand. I walked to the front of the class, looking at all of my classmates in front of me. " Hello everyone. My name is Jessica Meadows and-... " I was interrupted when the door slammed open beside me and I saw the pair of eyes who caused it. " Mate. " Jessica was a normal teenage girl who just wanted to get through her senior year of high school. When she was forced to move that summer to Florida with her aunt and uncle, she starts to notice just how different Florida is from Ohio. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ** Completed! ** This is my first book so feel free to comment your opinions, but keep in mind I wrote this when I just started out. It won't be the best and will be cliche. As I am human: • Misspellings • Grammar errors I wanted to maybe make things different than the other werewolf books so things will be different. Enjoy the book (:

Ace is the rogue of the century, only at age 18, killing over a thousand pack members- only in the United States. Who knows how many outside of the US. Past that, one day he gets captured by ten Alphas and thrown into the highest security prison. Lillian is 14 when this occurs, before that her family was very protective of her, now they don't care what she does. Anyways, four years later, one day at school she has a field trip to the highest security prison, that Ace is being held in. A ten page permission slip had to be signed to go and her parents agreed for her to go. Warning: It's mature for a reason, and not only for sex. Rewritten version only profile. #1 in Werewolf July 9, 2019

"Light up my darkness," he murmured against her bare flesh. His fingers trailed up her arm, leaving a blazing fire beneath them. His lips pressed softly against her shoulder and her eyes fluttered closed, accepting his touch. "Let go and I'll take away all of the pain." She desperately wanted to free herself from the torture of the heat, of the shift, of the sadness, but she pushed his firm chest away from her. She yearned to finally fulfill her place among the divine. She desired to guide and protect the species. She wished to eliminate the Challengers. The longer she endured the pain, the more power she would attain to help her fulfill her responsibilities. To the men who watched her ascend, it looked as if she was interacting with thin air, but she knew he was there with her. She smiled softly at him, caressing his cheek. "My Darkness, let the pain fester within me. I crave it." * The Betrayal is a part of The Marking Trilogy and cannot be read as a stand-alone book. The Marking must be read first.* Cover by @Finding_Bria

*Completed* *Unedited* With every step he took towards me, I took one back until I hit the edge of his bed. A deep growl rumbled from his throat and I tried to make myself smaller in hopes that he would leave me alone. Being a human, I stood no chance against this beast in front of me. He would tear me apart. His muscles rippled with ease from underneath his shirt; his stance towered over me; his eyes colored with darkness; and I knew he was struggling to keep his wolf contained. "Kitten, don't act all scared. This is what you wanted, isn't it? You've always fantasized about what it would be like to be with a beast like me." His hand approached me slowly and then brushed my hip. I gasped. His teeth grazed my neck and I unconsciously leaned my head away, so he could have more room. "Answer me!" he growled. My chest furiously moved up and down as I tried to calm myself. I shook my head. "Well, Kitten, you're MINE. Whether you like it or not." From a very young age, Mae has been told by her father to stay away from werewolves. They were too rough, too dangerous for humans, but she always had a fascination with them. Damon was the Alpha of the Night Bane pack and he was exactly what Mae's father told her he would be - rough and dangerous. *Not my cover art @ Jojoesart

What was I doing? This was not me? He pushed me up higher against the tree. My legs were forced to wrap around his hips to provide stability. I could feel his rough hand on the back of my thighs rubbing in small circles. It felt so damn good. His warm, moist lips were sucking, nibbling, kissing my neck relentlessly. I couldn't stop the moan that left my mouth as he nibbled on my sweet spot. This man was a god. "Kitten you are mine. Your body, your heart and your soul was designed for me. Nobody can have you but me, " he growled before taking my lips between his. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Xander was ruthless. He was powerful. He was king of the werewolves. Ruling a species for over a decade without a mate at his side he became the villain in your children's stories. When his wrath was unleashed you would be quivering in fear for the rest of your life if you were lucky enough to escape. When Alexandra moves into town he know she was his but here is the catch. She is a human. Will she accept Xander and accept his world or will she reject him and his love leading to the downfall of the lycan race?

Inessa will do anything to keep her life as a rogue. Her freedom is the last safe place in White Timber Forest, especially since the tensions between the four werewolf clans are threatening to erupt. However, the power-hungry clans know of her skills as a tracker. After being captured by the clan deepest into the forest, the same clan that killed her mother, Inessa is offered a deal: die, or marry the East clan's new alpha. Inessa sees only one choice - run. Alphas are not born, they are made. Arek of the East clan had it drilled into him since he was four that he needed to become alpha - no matter the sacrifice. After nineteen years of training, he finally challenges the Red Conclave, the ruling council of the East, and earns the right to become alpha. But there's a catch - he must marry Inessa, the gifted rogue, in order to keep her power inside the East clan. Marriage is the last thing on Arek's mind. He wants nothing to do with the feisty tracker. But there's something about Inessa he can't resist. Something about the way she yanks on the invisible chains of his past. Something about her scent. **No part of this story may be printed or used without explicit, written consent of the author. All rights reserved © 2018 - presented by Reese Cadwell**