A trip to Moscow brings Siberian Werewolf, Dmitry Volkov, and his pack members out of hiding. He’s looking for answers to the pack’s breeding problems. But he never expected to find them in the delectable Violet Anderson. With rogue werewolves causing problems in the pack, can he bring a fragile human woman home as his mate? Wildlife photographer, Violet Anderson is stopping in Moscow, before she goes on assignment to shoot the elusive Russian Gray Wolf. When she meets Dmitry at a local hotspot, the sparks fly. The animal magnetism tells her she might have just met the man of her dreams. But Violet has a couple of secrets of her own, and following a wounded animal to its lair has never been a safe thing to do.

Elise had no idea when she came home that day that she'd end up mated to a complete stranger. A new Alpha and the need for an alliance between packs have made her a pawn Excerpt: She lay beside him, staring blankly at the ceiling. The deed was done. They were mated. It didn't matter that she had no love for him nor he for her. Political alliances were more important than feelings...

It's a real wolf, not a beast kind of wolf. -COMPLETED ©ALL RIGHT RESERVED

P..p..please touch me," I begged. Not caring that I sounded like a desperate hussy . "I can't," he groaned. I opened my legs for the smell of my heat to entice him. "Dammit Liz " he said as he slammed his mouth to my lips. I responded me, dominating me. I groaned into his mouth and arched my back, offering my bare breasts as an offering. He took it and left my mouth to trail kisses around my breast. I groaned in frustration.

"It is not nice to listen in on very important matters." He had called her out from her hiding spot. The minute he had looked at her, she saw his eyes turn from muddy brown to black in a matter of seconds. Though young, Willow was a beauty; a sight to behold. Black raven hair, silk and shiny always laid neatly in a braid atop her head. Her skin was sun kissed pale compared to her tribe, and blue-grey eyes; were a sight to behold. A wicked beast lusts for her, but she was meant to mate with a barbarian; king of lethal beasts.

(+18) COMPLETED ✔ {Highest Ranks & Awards: #1 in Werewolf, #3 in Alpha, #3 in Mate, #16 in Romance, 19/11/2020} ☆☆☆☆ Mirko. Just his name is enough to invoke fear. Young in age yet ancient in his fury, with burning eyes and a bloody history of ice & fangs. His beast-more prehistoric predator than a mere Alpha-rules the shadows as ruthlessly as he rules his pack, the infamous Black Devils. Whispers speak of a curse. Wolves born without mates, destined to lose themselves to the feral madness of their inner beasts. But then came her. ☆☆☆☆ Elena paused, her gaze sweeping over him. His nostrils flared, thick veins bulged along his neck and face, and his eyes were pitch black-voids of pure darkness. Elongated, inhuman ears twitched as sharp fangs pierced his lips. Any sane person would have run for their life. But to Elena, he had never looked more beautiful. ☆☆☆☆ After this book, you'll find yourself longing for that simple, powerful word-the one we all secretly yearn to hear once in a lifetime: MATE ☆☆☆☆ Some reviews from my awesome readers: annaglowka2005: "MASTERPIECE!!!! If you read this book you probably already know how good it is, how characters have an actual personality, how reading this book makes you laugh, cry, and laugh even harder. We know it ,so what I wanted to add is the fact that the author is an amazing person." Hrishita Dhavale: "This book is amazing!! It's so far one of the only books that I've actually waited for an update. I would recommend it to anybody and everybody who loves reading Werewolf romances:)" tamicohen19: "Love love love love love love love love love this book 💕 probably going to read it again and again" irish4jane: "This book is great. The action, romance, humor, and plot are riveting. It's hard to find a book these days that do not need editing and this is one. Nicely done!" Lorine Choi "Your story keeps me wanting to read more. I honestly find its everything amazing.. I, actually, would

Being called an abomination and a monster is nothing new to Kaiya. As a rarity among the wolf shifter's and deemed too animalistic, she hardly gets a warm welcome. So, when the pack receives threatening notes regarding her while she's away? She's less than worried. Until those notes are connected to a radically religious organization hell bent on making her kind go extinct. And if that wasn't enough to deal with, her Alpha's Wilder cousin suddenly turns up. A cousin, who turns out, she unfortunately knew in the worst way. Added with the fact that the Beta's babbling around her more than usual and wanting to talk about his feelings? Yeaaa. For a woman who liked to stay in her comfort zone, she was about to get reallll uncomfortable. (All the books in this series can be read as standalone's.)

Alpha Basilius had never lost prey before. At least not until he met a peculiar lone wolf in the desert. She was small and strange, no doubt she was once an omega, yet she managed to escape the monstrous alpha. He couldn't get her off his mind. He had to have the little desert gem and wouldn't stop for anything to catch her. The small wolf proved she was feisty, feral even. It would no doubt take much effort to tame such a creature. If he even could manage such a thing.

"You belong to us." "Not one of us, but both of us." "We will share you." "For you are our mate." "We're both Alphas." "And if we wanted to, we could turn you into one of us." "Right here." "Right now." I glance between the beautiful, muscular men as they stare into my eyes. Both twins that radiate under the full moons rays, and have just turned human, from being a werewolf. I want to scream, but it's like my lips are sealed as their eyes begin to glow, and they smile, large canines replacing the small, human ones. I lose my breath as they bite both bite one side of my clavicle, everything turning black.

People whispered his name, but no one ever truly knew him. He killed without hesitation, without regret, leaving only fear in his wake. Some said he was born when the world was still young, others swore he had been cast out of heaven and banished even from hell. Yet he walked the earth as if it had been made for him alone. Humans believed they owned everything before him, blind to the shadows moving just beneath the surface. Some even claimed he killed his wife when she became pregnant, because he would allow nothing, not even love, to challenge him. He is King Lavaski, a man whose shadow lingers long after he has gone. Book One of The Wicked Series