Everything I ever had and known was taken away from me. My family, my life, my identity, everything. Alpha Kannon was the main reason for it. He tortured me for years and over the years, I've grown more afraid of him, but it will never amount to how much he fears me and what I am or was capable of. He was afraid of us Lycans but never let it show. The only reason I'm alive is because of my wolf but even she holds fear to him. I thought he would eventually kill me and at times I would even welcome the idea.. That is until HE found me.. Until HE saved me. NOT A PERMANENT DESCRIPTION. WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND EXPLICIT LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR YOU! I REPEAT, PLEASE DO NOT ENTER THIS BOOK WITH THE INTENTION OF ALREADY NOT LIKING IT AND LEAVING HATE COMMENTS.

[#1 in wearwolf 6/8/17] "Come on Jenna. Just one word." He taunt. He gripped my wrist in one hand and trailed his hand down my side to my hips. His hand went under my shirt and rested on my skin that sent sparks through my body. His finger did designs over my skin while he continue to nibble on the spot of my neck. "St-" His mouth come off my skin and I felt his glaze on my face. I open my eyes and barely see any hazel in his eyes. His eyes are fighting to get back to his regular eye color but the desire from him is fighting over his body. His lips are plump and my neck burns from the air hitting my raw neck. I don't know how he manage to bite my skin from the scabs from trying to heal my wounds but he manage to do so. "Say it." His voice is deep and husky. That it sent shivers through my spin, making me close my legs tight. He breathe in and his eyes went complete black. "Say it Jenna or I won't stop what's going to happen next." His voice is so deep that I didn't think it was Alcander. I looked straight in those deep coal eyes and said, "I Jenna Knox reject Alpha Alcander as my mate." ***** Jenna Knox. She always believed her mate would be some guy in some shining armor and would take her far away from her pack and raise a perfect family. But what she didn't know was that her mate was going be some one who kills for fun. Kills other packs,And laughs at their alpha who's on the ground begging for mercy. Let's just she how she handles Alpha Alcander. [COMPLETE] [FIRST BOOK, SECOND ALPHA VALDUS] * cover by @motelflowers* *READ AT YOUR OWN RISK* *NOT EDITED!* *Mature content* *A lot of cursing* *Highest rank so far; #1*

Years after a brutal war left humanity subjugated by vampires, King Nathaniel Bryce seeks to find his Queen among one hundred human girls through an elaborate and expensive pageant. The prize? Immortality. Avery Crawford doesn't care about being immortal, and she certainly doesn't want to marry King Nathaniel, handsome as he may be. Unfortunately, everyone around her disagrees. Thrust unwillingly into the decadent and deadly contest, Avery must conquer challenges, enemies, and her own conflicted heart.

In the world of werewolves, there was a human girl named Amoret. Amoret has been locked away in her home since she was a small baby, shielded from the outside world her mother grew to hate. As Amoret gets her first taste of freedom she realizes not everything is as she expected. Including being a mate. •Amateur writing• •Starts off slow, final warning• •Lots of French translation mistakes• //Not completed, nor do I know what to do with this story anymore. You've been warned//

He has been called many names over the tests of time. What has been written down in books of time depicts him as the embodiment of evil, the creator of trouble, the heart of temptation. However, his story is one that no one would ever imagine. As for her, while there aren't any written stories about her nor are there any nicknames for her. Therein lies the issue. There is nothing about her to suggests how she even came to be. Even God doesn't know. However, it is said that she is his opposite. Where he brings darkness, she will bring light. NOTE: THIS STORY IS BASED MAINLY ON CATHOLIC/CHRISTIAN BELIEF THOUGH OTHER GODS OF RELIGION ARE MENTIONED AS SIDE CHARACTERS. THIS BOOK DOES NOT PORTRAY MY BELIEFS NOR MY VIEWS ON RELIGIOUS MATTERS. THIS IS A STORY OF FICTION AND MAKE BELIEF. NO HARM/HATE IS INTENDED UPON THE CREATION OF THIS BOOK.

He's an alpha. She is nothing. He's loud and outgoing. She's a mute freak. He needs his mate. She wants to be dead. What happens when two opposites cross paths? (i wrote this when i was 14-15 so please just be aware that it moves quickly and it's cliche)

As the rain was pouring down on them, the mother tightly held her newly born daughter to her dying body. She knew she was about to perish but the only thought on her mind is to get her daughter to safety. The child cries in her cocoon of a blanket, getting soaked by the rain. Barely taking a step as she felt her last moments, placing the child down, to the border of the other pack, she weeps to herself as she gazes to the face of her daughter. "I love you my sweet angel, always remember that" she whispers to her, as the child looks at her with her white eyes as she slowly succumbed into the darkness - - - Not your ordinary werewolf fiction, also includes other mystical creatures. © All Rights Reserved MaryJobbele

- Completed - Emerald (Emmy) has had a rough life her family and pack killed right in front of her eyes, and learning that not only was she now alone in the world but that the rouges that had killed her whole family were there for her. She didn't know why? Didn't know why she was so special, but as soon as she turned eighteen she found out. Dash is now the newest Alpha of the River Stone pack. He is ruthless, vicious, and merciless to those rouges, and he doesn't care about their gender. So when he's told that a female rouge crossed into his territory he simply lets his pack do as they always do. He'd never let anyone ruin his reputation, or would he? ✨Highest ranking - #14 in Werewolf - 06/28/2021 😳 ✨#28 in WEREWOLF (10/9/18) - (04/20/19) ✨#125 in Romance - 06/28/2021 ✨#30 in WEREWOLF (8-7-18)

For years angel academy has taught students of all races and ability's, angels, werewolves, vampires, dragon riders, you name it. The school was created for a purpose, to help students reach their full potential and rise against the demons that vow to destroy the world as we know it. But one girl changes everything. Nobody has seen her powerful kind for thousands of years. Her power could bring about the victory or downfall of every supernatural aspect. To everyone around her she is just an ordinary werewolf with and unordinary appearance but in reality she is much more. She is a Mythica. She always knew she was different. She was told to keep her powers hidden, that people would fear her for who she is. But now. Everything is going to change. ----------------------------- There WILL be dragons !! ----------------------------- ***There may be some colorful language and violence. All rights reserved, this is my own work so please DO NOT copy anything without asking permission. Original images may be subject to copyright*** HIGHEST RANK : #1 in fantasy #1 in dragons

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.