Wrenley returns to Waindale hoping for a peaceful escape, but the dark secrets lurking in the woods soon pull her into a dark mystery-one she'll be forced to confront. *** Wrenley moves to Waindale-the place where her mother grew up and where her grandmother still lives. Between the pine trees and above the wet ground, she soon realizes that Waindale is anything but the perfect place she remembers it as. Dark things stalk the woods. Dark things are pulling her in. *** "I turn on the lamp that's sitting on top of my dresser. The pink lampshade makes my room glow with a feminine warmth, and it shines through the glass of my window; a signal so he can find his way home. It's dark out there, so bone-chillingly dark that I nearly fear for him before realizing that he is the greatest danger in those woods." *** Human X Werewolf PG-13

TRAILER IN CHAPTER 1 #1 Memories 10/10/2019 #1 Hurt 27/09/2019 #1 Werewolf 04/07/2019 #1 Blind 09/02/2020 #1 Time 10/06/2020 There are three of them They are ruthless They are cursed They are Immortal They are the HellHounds. ****** They were a legend. A story. But all legends are based off of truth. "Don't go out after dark," My father said. "Don't go anywhere alone," My father said "Don't go deep into the woods, for that is where he waits," My father said. I never broke a rule. I was a good girl. But my question always was, what do I do when the monster comes out to play? *** I was blind, so I slowly walk forward, not knowing where he is exactly. But I use my senses. I let this connection pull into a direction. As I slowly walk ,I reach my hand out, "Where are you?" I asked quietly. A big and calloused hand touches my own. From that one touch, electric shocks courses through my body, a strange and warming sensation. I flinched and gasped in fright. The big and strong hand gently grabs mine and softly pulls me forward. A breath hits my face slightly. I was right in front of him. He leans down toward my ear, his lips almost touching it. His breath makes chills run over my neck as he whispers very quietly with a deep and rough voice, "Here I am." *** If you want this book to make sense to you, I would suggest you read Book 2 of my Blood Moon Pack series, it completed and ready to read. You can still read this as stand alone, however there is more information held in Book 2.

At first glance, nobody would be able to tell that Nathaniel Jean had a problem. Or second glance, or third, or fourth. After all, he had everything. He was a captain of his school's soccer team and one of the top players in the state. He had a big house and money to spend. He had family, he had friends, he had fun, he had faith. He never meant for it to happen. He never wanted to look at another man in the way he should have been looking at a woman. The idea had disgusted him for most of his life - living in a heavily Catholic town with heavily Catholic parents, homophobia was the only response he knew. That didn't change when he first realized that he didn't like girls. No, Nathaniel Jean was still homophobic. He hated the idea of a man sleeping with another man. He was raised on the notion that all gays went to hell, and he believed it. He despised them, and so he despised himself. Nathaniel Jean was more fortunate than most, because help did arrive for him. Help by the name of Lucas Morgan, they boy he'd always known but never known. The boy with big dreams and bigger talent. The boy that changed Nathaniel's life over the course of their thirty-six week long senior year.

"Tell me girl, why did you and your worthless self waltz into my territory?" An unfamiliar voice booms just before me. I keep my head down as my eyes begin to close. This is it, this is where my life will be ending. I always thought that it might be at the hand of my stepfather, but no. It's of some other guys who also hurt me in torturous ways. Let me tell you that my life has been great. Hint the sarcasm. Suddenly my chin is gripped tightly in a big hand. He forces my head up against my will. No! No I don't want to look at him, I don't want to see his monstrous face. But yet again he's way stronger than I am. So with the last bit of life I had hiding in me I fiercely look into deep blue eyes. Immediately the man's expression changes from a livid, stoic expression to a surprised and soft one. "Mate," I hear him whisper. ~~~ Willa is a simple girl who's gotten the short end of the straw in life. Left at a doorstep when she was just a newborn, to both of her adoptive parents dying, ending with her stepfather abusing her almost every night. She thought her escape from the horrid life she had at home was her boyfriend and best friend. Though in the end they both added to the torturous life she was living. So she did the only thing she could think of to get away from the terrible reality that was slowly swallowing her whole. She ran. Little did she know that running into the woods that very night would flip her entire life upside down. ---- DISCLAIMER: first couple of chapters can be cliche and can use some major editing but I promise the storyline does improve.

Emery has always been troubled. After struggling to accept the sudden death of her mother, she was forced to depend on her grieving father for both knowledge and guidance. As she battles through her own conflicting feelings of confusion, her family's known resentments, and their hidden distractions, she must learn how to open her confined world to a new perspective. That is, the ostracized life of her fated mate-a werewolf who belongs to the Gods. note - cover is made by @ViaAlyssaNicole note - this is currently being edited!

[DOES NOT BELONG TO ME IN ANY WAY!! ] -Written by KaSaPe- It all starts when Lance decides to do a nice thing for the emo guy on the train. Because good deeds are important, that's what life (and his mamá) taught him. It ends with a friendship he never would have dreamed of. Original Upload: https://archiveofourown.org/works/9303215

Original Description: When your born you are bonded with another person. This person is your soulmate. You will first be able to see color when you look at your soulmate. At 13 you will be able to write with your soulmate. At 16 you feel there pain. If you and your soulmate dont meet before this or you try to ignore the way to them. You will then have a string contentions you and your soulmate. Last you and your soulmate will be able to talk tell apathetically. If your soulmate dies once you've hit stage two you'll die as well. Lance was just a ordinary boy who thought his soulmate would be a girl. Keith is a boy who never wants to meet his soulmate. In the fear of them not loving him, because he unlovable. New Description: Keith always thought his soulmate was lance, well he didn't think he knew. He wanted lance, when lance didn't want him back. Lance on the other hand didn't want Keith when Keith wanted him. Now he wants Keith, but does Keith want lance back anymore? Find out by reading soulmate stages a klance soulmate au. written by someone who likes the Voltron fancannon more than the real cannon and think Keith would top lance. What wacky advancer's are instore for the two boys, whom never seem to love each other at the same time. I DON'T OWN VOLTRON OR ANY TO MOST ART IN THIS STORY. I update when I feel like it so if its been a few months and I haven't updated then yell at me. but if it's been a few hours please don't yell at me. I have a life to. though you all are amazing and I never get those comments so thanks! Quick warning here: this story does have lots of death and like heavier topics like rape, suicided, and bulling and much more. so if that doesn't seem like your cup of coffee (cuz I don't drink tea) then I would suggest reading something more lighthearted. but if that does sound like your cup of coffee feel free to read! please do read. I dont own voltron or the characters

"Somewhere in this world two people have my name written on their wrist. That's because I'm someone's worst enemy and someone's soulmate... My enemy and my soulmate are the same person." Warning: Swearing, Sex references (Warnings to be extended as the fic is written) -cover art by Elentori-

Keith was the new student again. He was tossed from foster home to foster home all because of some stupid birthmark that people called the soulmate's mark. He didn't believe in soulmates. He didn't want to. All of that changed when he met someone very special. ************* Hey anyone who's reading this! I hope you enjoy this story! I do not take credit for the art in the cover. Full credit goes to the artist, Elentori (I love her). I also cannot take full credit for the story since a friend of mine helped me write it. But anyways! Hope you enjoy!

Emerson had her only daughter Marlowe at a young age. When she was born, she discovered that she was born deaf. She makes sure that her daughter has as much of a normal life as possible