[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

[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

(Book 3/3) Being a Dyrith adds a whole new level of complexity when you're also a werewolf. In this realm of powerful creatures, when you have the abilities of more than one, what does that make you? ... Rayne Ylva has no idea what she has wrapped herself into but her fate seems to be written in a prophecy. A prophecy that was told to oppose the tyrants in power, a prophecy that could define her future. It won't be long before Rayne realizes that she's not as ordinary as she seems, and there's more to her than just being a Dyrith. But is her extraordinary nature, worth being chased around the world? Is it worth not going back to the place she calls home? Is it worth being away from the one she loves? She will have to find a way to get out of this mess before it gets to her. She will have to learn so much more before she's capable to fight back. Step One: Finding out who she really is. ... Book 3, HTTIC: Dyrith Disclaimer: This is the third installment of the 'Heir To The Iron Crown' series. Kindly check out the first two stories as this is not a stand-alone book.

An arranged mating. Two enemy Packs. A killer on the loose. Angelina Montgomery has lived the life of a lone wolf for more than five years. Exiled from her Pack, Angelina has created a life among the non-shifters- a people she considered more friend than foe. When she receives a call, Angelina must return to the place she once called home. Her baby sister is missing, and all clues point to the Silver Dawn Pack. Mason Ward has had his hands tied since he came into Authority as the Alpha of the Silver Dawn Pack. After serving in the Armed Legions for more than a decade, Mason has settled into a life more on the quiet side. He had known that his mating would be a cold arrangement, one not chosen by the hands of Fates. He had no choice but to surrender. His hands were tied, and there was nothing he could do about it. WARNING MATURE LANGUAGE SEXUAL CONTENT VIOLENCE

She catches his scent from a mile away and it smells like trouble. * * * No one knew what Mama Fan looked like or where she came from. Despite offers from Michelin starred establishments from across the globe, the 26-year-old Chef rarely left the kitchen of her tiny restaurant in the forest outside of Hong Kong. Then one day, a wolf came to her door and changed everything... Gabriel Moncrief, CEO of Lupus Corps and the Alpha of the Moncrief Pack had no time to mess around. With a board election around the corner, and a saboteur putting extra work on his already full schedule, the last thing he needed was a distraction. Nevertheless, that is exactly what the mysterious Mama Fan turned out to be. A distraction he could not ignore... Highest Rankings: #1 in paranormalromance #1 strongfemalelead #1 Hong Kong #1 in Chef #1 in Cooking

"Ich bin deine Frau, deine Freundin und deine Geliebte, aber ich werde niemals deine Königin sein." "Wenn du nicht mein bist, wessen dann? Gabriels?" Ethan stieß das letzte Wort mit so viel Hass aus, dass der Raum sich augenblicklich kälter anfühlte. Er dachte er wüsste es, wüsste alles, was es zu wissen gab. Er irrte. "Weder noch", erwiderte ich und betrachtete das Wechselspiel von grün tönen in seinen Augen. Inzwischen wusste ich, von wem er sie geerbt hatte. "Ich bin mein eigener Herrscher, Ethan. Vergiss das nicht." Zum Beweis hob ich meine rechte Hand, mit dem weißen Ring an meinem Ringfinger. Er hatte den Krieg gewonnen, aber die Revolution befand sich bereits im Vormarsch. Und wir befanden uns im Land der Revolutionen, wo also sonst, wenn nicht hier. Ein großes Dankeschön nochmals an Kuschelkartoffel für dieses wunderschöne Cover, Honey You Are Awesome ❤