Zoey Gunner never visits Pine Falls, Colorado, her mother's mysterious hometown. But when Zoey's estranged grandmother passes away, the crafty crocheter volunteers to venture into the unknown to clean out the woman's cabin. Besides, she needs some distance from a set of lovingly overbearing brothers. A chance to prove her independence. But when an unclear flyer lands Zoey and her balls of yarn in the middle of a motorcycle club's bar, she becomes tangled with the residents of Pine Falls. One handsome biker in particular seems hell bent on tying her up in knots. Warner Jameson wants Zoey. She smells like the perfect mate with a side of maple syrup and her laughter is the sweetest sound he's ever heard. When the woman appears in the Dark Moon Riders' bar toting a bag of crafts and showing no fear toward the mass of intimidating bikers, it's all Warner can do to keep from kneeling at her feet. The problem is, not only is Zoey an out-of-towner, she's human. And he's...not. Unwilling to let his supernatural secret ruin his happiness, Warner decides to show Zoey just how lovable a monster can be. It helps that she needs rescuing a time or two. But what start out as unlucky accidents, soon become clear actions of sabotage against the woman he's falling for. Someone in Pine Falls doesn't want Zoey sticking around. Asking her to stay is dangerous but leaving means a broken heart... *Note: this story has not been professionally edited. Sorry for any typos!

Life has been difficult for Rebecca and other humans every since the werewolves took over. She has to abide by their strict rules and it is almost against Rebecca's nature to do so. But for the sake of her family, she does. When life seemed as if it couldn't get anymore difficult, The Alpha who has made life a living hell for the humans, visits town. Things turn from bad to worse for Rebecca when he claims she is his Mate. (P.S. I wrote this book when I was sixteen years old. The way I wrote then, and the way I write now, is different. However, if you choose to read this book, I hope you enjoy it.) 💕 Copyright © 2016 by Faith Hunte All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without written permission from the author. The image used on the cover art belongs to its respective owner.

It has been many years since Lycans revealed themselves to the world. Many humans have had difficulty adjusting to their presence, especially as a consequence of some lycans making the decision to destroy many homes and punish humans who protest their actions. Olivia has been imprisoned for the past twelve years in the Klawmoon pack and has endured many harsh treatments. However, her life changes when the pack is attacked and she manages to escape, only to eventually find herself in another pack in the woods. And it is in this pack, that she discovers that she is the Alpha's mate. Copyright © 2019 by Faith Hunte All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without written permission from the author. The image used on the cover art belongs to its respective owner.

His Dark Embrace - Rewrite (There will probably be the odd typo here and there. Will be fully checked once completed.) "Every act of rebellion expresses a nostalgia for innocence and an appeal to the essence of being." Never allow yourself to look in to their eyes... Never touch one of them without permission... Never speak unless spoken to... Do not trust them... Do not be tricked by their words of reassurance or promise... Never let them in... Intuition. We believe it guides us. We believe to follow our hearts and not our heads. We believe in miracles. Intuition... It blinds us. Don't let it blind you... The beasts were made of the shadows and the darkness that lingers in the corner of your eye at night. It's mouth bristled with row upon row of jagged knife-like teeth ready to rip and tear. It's eyes were black. They came and conquered the lands, claiming territories between themselves. But the main thing they wanted to claim was simple... It was a mate.

This is the year she's supposed to pick a suitor and take over her mothers rule. Except ruling is the last thing Scylla wants. So here's the plan. If she picks a mer, so despicable, so innapropriate and daft he could not possibly rule by her side, her mother would have no choice but to deny her chosen mate. Conveniently Scylla in her 'heartbroken' state, would buy herself another year of respit. Charybdis the sea hag has a plan. Desguise himself as a strapping young Mer. Infiltrate the yearly gathering and win the affections of the new matron to be. Such power should not be in the hands of a snot nosed brat anyway. No. He'd be a much better leader than she could ever be. All that was left is to work his charms...

He was powerful. He was terrifying. Said to be cruel and unjust. Terrifyingly possessive. He had the world, but to him she was his world. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his miraculum.