"I decided that I'm going to keep you. There isn't going to be a single place you can run or hide, especially from me. You can never run from me because your MINE. I own you now, so when I say bend over, you better already be naked." He said smirking. Robin is a 18 year old girl that usually visits her elderly grandmother deep inside the woods to bring her baked goods and gifts and keep her company while she still can. Her life isn't that great, so her grandmother is the only person she can actually talk to and not get slapped. So every day she walks through the dark woods, with moving shadows and scary noises, but what she doesn't know is that she is not alone when she walks through the woods. Shadow on the other hand, is a perverted, dominant and possessive werewolf. He is cocky and sleeps around his pack. There isn't a single female werewolf Shadow hasn't slept, mated or not. But suddenly a new scent catches his nose, and he follows it, and finds a blonde haired girl with blue eyes walking through the woods, alone! It's like she WANTS to be raped! Suddenly curious and interested, Shadow is bent on making this strange yet attractive girl his. Not as his lover, not as his mate, but as his toy.

Hallie is kidnapped and sold to a vampire as a pet. Basically she's his pet dog and food source all in one. Hallie hates him! He pets her and coo's at her. He feeds on her and takes away her innocence. When Sebastian loses someone very close to him he takes comfort in Hallie and the pair become closer. Hallie learns that even though he owns her, Sebastian is actually a kinda nice guy. So long as he gets fed and Hallie wears what he wants her to. He even promises to set her free... One day. But will he let her go? Or will Hallie forever be his pet?

As he hiked up her skirt, he knew that he would be the first for this virgin maid...

GOING THROUGH EDITING!!!!! [Book 2 in the Carter Brother Series *can be read separately*] Rated R Novel (only some chapters are Rated R). Katy Dixon escaped her vicious 'husband' that day only to stumble upon Mason Carter's BDSM Club. Call it fate, call it coincidence, Mason doesn't care. It doesn't matter, especially since he has no intention of letting his mate go and for anybody. Somewhere along the lines of resisting the brooding Carter man and protecting herself, she finds herself doing the one thing she'd never thought she could again-love. But love is a battlefield and if Mason wants Katy, he's going to have to fight long and hard for her.

She walked down the street slowly, almost lazily with her body moving fluidly. The sky was pale and growing darker with every passing minute. Soon it would be night and she could run free once more. Then the hairs on the back of her neck rose suddenly and she whipped around quickly. No sooner had she turned then a bullet whizzed beside her head and the sound of the shot blasted into the evening air. She didn't take time to see who it was shooting at her but turned and bolted.

Her warriors slain, alone and half dead, she didn't expect help... and didn't get any.

Marked Wolves The Marked Wolves were the harshest warriors in their kingdom. For years they fought off the Cold Blooded asking no help from the other three shifter tribes, Lion, Hawk and Bears. Since the beginning they were the only tribe created by the Original Witches to not be blessed with a soulmate. Instead the witches blessed them with Immortality, and as The Lions, Hawks and Bears loved and lived out their lives, the same Marked Wolves roamed through the kingdom killing and rarely dying in battle. A thousand years had passed since all four shifter tribes were created, and now the Marked Wolves were as strong as ever but falling in numbers. They were made to fight, not to love and have families. Fate seems to be wanting a change, and it will come as a huge shock, especially to a few young women. In a world where the men aren't human and women were matched perfectly for them, Bonnie Smith dreamt of the day she'd go to the annual mating ceremonies. Bonnie thought that finding her mate would diminish the fear of the Cold Blooded Tribe that ran through everyones veins, only to find out the fairy tale isn't all that it is brought up to be. The last ceremony of that year, Bonnie knew she would have to meet her mate on that dark night. What she didn't expect was the harsh treatment she'd receive after. <><><><><>

Not all angels are white winged with blond hair, and not all are from heaven. Some live among us, with us, near us. As we don't know they exist, they don't know they aren't alone. They hide from the world, including each other. But every now and then what's hidden can be revealed in a flurry of feathers.