~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Meet Layla Anderson runt of the pack. In most packs runts are taken care of, protected. Although in Layla's case this wasn't it. Everyone in her pack despised her, even going as far as beating her, she had more scars than she would like. All for being born basically. To make matters worse her parents left the pack and haven't been heard from sense. During all of this Layla finds her mate, someone she would have never expected it to be. Meet Landon Carter the cruelest Alpha of the Blood Moon pack. Everyone fears him he's taken over more packs in his area than any other alpha & recruited them to his pack. The pack everyone knew not to step foot into. Landon's only rule he stood by was to never disrespect a girl, a rule his beloved mother told him to live by. Amidst all of his power and viciousness he finds his mate, what will he do when he finds out his pack has broken his sacred rule towards his mate. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"I want to be the King in your story, I want to know who you are, I want your heart to beat for me." -DERMOT KENNEDY ~~~~~~ "Me, a human, being a wolves mate, that is rich. I know why you are here. You are here to get girls for your harems. Well, I can tell you, Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome, I will not be a part of that, so you can count me out." Jillian said, starting to walk away. But he reached out and grabbed her hand, sending a thousand volts through her. She looked down at his hand and then at him. "Would you kindly let me go before I scream?" NOTE: STORY NOT MINE #15 - Territorial #603 - King #122 - Possessive

Highest rank #1 - Fear (08-13-18) Dekota was an alpha's daughter, but what happens when your kidnapped and abused physically, emotionally, and sexually? She stopped talking after the first rape, and hasn't said a word since. Alpha James was a player and wasted his life thinking he wouldn't find his mate, at the age of 20 he should have found hi mate 3 years ago. So what happened? He always bought Omegas from the "travelling circus" as everyone else put it, but what happens when he sends his Beta Mike to buy one more, and that one happens to be the broken, beaten, and abused Dekota? Will she get her shot at life, or will her past haunt her forever? Will he give up his money, time, love, and undivided attention to her or stay with his old player ways?

I couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't run any further. My aching paws pounded against the hard ground of the forest as I ran further and further from my packs territory. I looked behind my wolf and saw about five other wolves including a giant black wolf that I'm assuming was the Alpha's. I wasn't to sure though because I'd never actually seen his wolf. In fact, I'd never seen any other wolves apart from my own. During fights I was always locked in a cell in the basement so that I was never at risk of getting hurt or worse, killed. I had to stay alive for the sake of the pack. I kept them together, kept them strong; even if it meant being their punching bag. And that's why I'd never ran away till now. Why? Because I'm an Omega.

Ivy Rose is an omega, the slave and the abused of her pack. Omegas are important in every pack, they keep the peace and create calm. But after her father died and Ivy's pack was taken over by a dictating alpha she became a pawn. After years of abuse and being told she is worthless Ivy is ready to give up.... He is the executioner of his kind. He is the one the werewolf council sends to eliminate a problem. On an assignment to investigate the cherry creek pack he finds her... Broken and abused, ready to die, is this who he has been waiting for, his mate.... Can he save her before she ends it all?

She's the runt, the outcast, the pack punching bag. All because she's different; a fox-in a pack of wolves. When an Alpha comes to evaluate the pack and discovers his mate abused and malnourished, he takes her back to his pack. The Alpha known as being cold, quick tempered and selfish, finds his salvation in a runt; his runt. In the middle of a war, can she find her place in the pack and can the pack accept that their new Luna is a meek fox? Can the Runt stand with the Alpha of the strongest pack?

I have nothing left to give up. At least that's what I thought until she walked into my life. I never thought I'd find my mate, not after this long, and I sure as hell never expected to fall so hard. But suddenly, I have everything to lose. Not all that long ago the wolves were on the verge of extinction and now the balance of peace and destruction lies in my hands. It's either her, or go to war, and the decision isn't an easy one to make. The Fae king wants blood, more importantly, my blood. I'm not afraid of him, or even dying for that matter, but if I revel my secret, lives are sure to be lost. The Fae king will stop at nothing to destroy me, but that's if I don't destroy myself first. *Warning: Contains some strong language and mature scenes*

The second book to The King series **recommended to read sinful before** "A wonderful life, hopefully," I whispered, and he nodded. Lucas' hand found mine, and he held it with one hand. I glanced down at our intertwined fingers and then back up to see him already looking at me. "Dawn," He started, rubbing his thumb on the back of my hand, "I've been thinking a lot, a lot about us and..." His eyes turned a shade darker but it was still that same comforting green. "I know that our story had a rough beginning, middle and god lets hope not a bad end." I laughed and he smiled at me. "I just want to let you know, that I'm not like that person you met a year ago. Being with you has forced me to mature and really think about what I want with my life. And what I want with my life, is to be with you." A huge smile broke out on my face, its contagiousness causing a similar smile to break out on his face too. "So what do you say to starting a new chapter, fresh clean pages?" "I'd love that," I replied honestly.

"Ezekiel...." I whispered softly into his ear, my crimson lips tugging into a sly smirk as I felt his body shake grow stiff against mine. My finger trailed softly against his arm, goosebumps raising along the path I traveled. "Stop." He whispered, I noticed how utterly breathless he had become. Causing the smirk that tugged at my lips to expand into a sinister smile. My fingers left his arm, lifting my fingers in the air I delicately grasp his chin, as if I squeezed too hard he'd crumple to dust beneath my fingers. "Why do you want me to stop, Zeke?" I questioned, my eyes feigning fake innocence as I awaited his answer. His eyes searched mine, and I felt my own proud look faltering as I undoubtably started to melt looking into his pools of Amber. "Because..." he started, his lip being tugged into his mouth by his white teeth. "Because...?" I assisted, as I got as close to him as physically possible. His eyes hardened, glaring into my soulless ones. "It feels, Sinful."

"No." I stated. "They don't exist." His emerald eyes pierced into my soul, they seemed to be dissecting me. He had his arms wrapped around my waist, each passing second his grip was getting tighter and tighter. He started to lean in, closing the gap between us. His eyes never hesitating from my lips. He inched closer and closer until I could feel his minty breath now fanning out on my face. He licked his lips before looking into my own eyes again, and with a smirk he swooped his head down. I prepared for the kiss but it never came, he came in and swiped his head to the side. Rubbing his cheek with my own, the soft stubble scratching my skin and sending shockwaves down my spine as he moved to my ear. "You claim you don't believe in soulmates but, you so clearly feel the pull." #1 in love 12/5/2018 #1 in human 12/28/2018 #1 in comedy 1/17/2019 #1 in young adult 4/8/2019 #1 in cold 4/16/2019