***Not edited***** Find the complete book on Amazon!!! "My heart is in your hands...do with it as you please." Rye Alden counted herself lucky for not inheriting the werewolf genes from her mother. She was content with her ordinary life and her human father. But when tragedy strikes and her father is killed in a car accident, Rye discovers just how deeply her faith has been intertwined with the werewolf world. King Xavier has waited 200 years for his mate, but now that she is finally here, she wants nothing to do with him. How will he ensure her safety and crown her queen?

*Completed* *Unedited* With every step he took towards me, I took one back until I hit the edge of his bed. A deep growl rumbled from his throat and I tried to make myself smaller in hopes that he would leave me alone. Being a human, I stood no chance against this beast in front of me. He would tear me apart. His muscles rippled with ease from underneath his shirt; his stance towered over me; his eyes colored with darkness; and I knew he was struggling to keep his wolf contained. "Kitten, don't act all scared. This is what you wanted, isn't it? You've always fantasized about what it would be like to be with a beast like me." His hand approached me slowly and then brushed my hip. I gasped. His teeth grazed my neck and I unconsciously leaned my head away, so he could have more room. "Answer me!" he growled. My chest furiously moved up and down as I tried to calm myself. I shook my head. "Well, Kitten, you're MINE. Whether you like it or not." From a very young age, Mae has been told by her father to stay away from werewolves. They were too rough, too dangerous for humans, but she always had a fascination with them. Damon was the Alpha of the Night Bane pack and he was exactly what Mae's father told her he would be - rough and dangerous. *Not my cover art @ Jojoesart

Any other man I wouldn't be afraid of but Lycan Leader Malcolm's body extrude a kind of confidence and primal power that even I can't ignore. --- Running from a psychotic ex and charging straight into a familiar Scottish Lycan Leader's territory. Head strong lone lycan Isabella Carson was about to re-encounter a predator that had set her heart and soul on fire before. Captured and imprisoned by the Scottish lycan leader named Malcolm, she knew in order to be able to survive and escape was to make the leader trust her. Only thing is, she was the one that broken his heart many years ago. Malcolm McLean was over a hundred years old. A lycan that lived that long knew too much, seen too much, and fought too long. Malcom lived his life by one rule; do not let anyone near enough to touch him. His heart taken and stash away in a dark place to prevent any emotions to cloud his decisions. He set in preparation to kill whoever dared to challenge his position. Upon receiving a warning from his post guards that someone had entered his territory, Malcom was more than ready to end the imbecile's life. Malcolm was beyond shocked when the imbecile he was ready to end, was a tiny blond woman half his size who was the culprit that appeared on the edge of his territory. To shake his world up more, she was the one who made him the man he was today. Bounded together by fate, Malcolm and Isabella will learn that fighting alone won't always bring you out alive.

"I'm a psycho at the bottom of the pack, and you're a warrior built to kill. Isn't it a weird mix?" He shrugs, a wicked grin plastered to his face. "I think it's the perfect mix." ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ *Completed * Klepto is a werewolf, an omega, and exactly as her name says. A kleptomaniac. She's a compulsive stealer. So it's not a surprise that everyone in her pack despises her for her flaw. To distract herself from the constant bullying, she sticks her nose in books, dreaming of fictional worlds. Ezra, on the other hand, is a prideful lycan warrior with a desperate need for an attitude adjustment. When his team is assigned to protect a pack in the mountains of West Virginia, he is anything but thrilled. He wants power, responsibility, respect... things that don't come with being a babysitter. It's when they arrive that Ezra spots the curvy werewolf that happens to be his soul mate. In that moment he finds his entire world shifting. Klepto is a thief, and she knows just how to steal his heart. * Rated PG-13 for mild language, abuse, some adult content * Highest rankings #1 in new adult - 6/29/19 #4 in werewolf - 3/18/19 #1 in warrior - 6/24/19 #3 in lycanthrope - 6/4/18 #52 in love - 3/18/19 #5 in mates - 4/2/19 #63 in alpha - 3/25/19

****** Deep in the woods, where even the strongest of men feared to enter, lies a pack built upon the omission of a history that started it all. There she lived, naive and hopeful. Her saccharrine smile and gray eyes, a beacon of hatred as she was shunned by her own people. Lyra, a she-wolf of beauty and innocence had been through a lot. With only the words of her adoptive father and two older wolves whom she treated as her own brothers, she emerged with a smile. But as the moon shined with power and revealed who she was bound with, her heart is crushed into a pieces as she soon discovered what a broken heart feels like. Try as she might, even if she had left her old life behind, a wolf had stumbled upon her, taking her back from where it all started. And the omitted truth start unravel. Unveiling the truth she was not expecting. ******* Hey! Before you go on and read this, I published the rewrite and I would really much appreciate it if you checked it out! But if you still wanna read it, go on ahead but mind you the errors in this book is heck. You can find it as "Wavering Storm" and thank you so much for checking my story out. Love you! Written by (@SamuelStormbringer) in Wattpad.com Copyright © 2017 by Jino Espera Burgos No parts of this book shall be reproduced, copied, or recorded without the owner's consent. This book is the product of the author's fictitious mind. Names, places, and events that may resemble to a real one is pure coincidence.

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

This book will be taken down January 1st of 2022 to be rewriten and edited! (Cover by @AlberteStoev) Turning around Im met with bright red eyes surrounded by a grey mask. He has jet black hair that swirls up and back, his face is freshly shaved but that is all I can really see. He is tall and God is he built. He looks so strong and holds so much power. I then blink and breath when my lungs finally demand air. His forehead is scrunched up as he watches me calculating. I step back "Uh I-I I'm sorry " My voice comes out shaky. He nods as he then demands "dance with me," before I can protest he has his arm around my waist pulling me close and his hand in mine as we dance across the floor. I look around to see glares from women as slowly the whole place pays attention to us. By the end of the song I could feel sparks dance across my skin around the area he is touching me, a pull in my chest forms, wanting to be closer to him, we land in front of the stairs where the thrones sit That holds the former king and queen, they watch us with a raised brow. I gasp as I look up into the mans eyes as everything stops, his head lowers towards mine, our noses pass each other and our lips meet and instantly I know. He is my mate. I don't know who he is but I'm sure he is about to let me know. He breaks the kiss as he backs up keeping me close as He rips off his mask and he growls "Mine." A growl that sends a shiver down my spine. His breath taking face comes into view. People around gasps as some yells. "The Alpha King has found his mate," I gasp. This man in front of me is Bain Alexander Remington , the King. *highest rank, #1 in Alpha, #1 in king #1 in secret #1 in werewolf #1 in hidden #2 in feature* (A/n I'm big about character development. So if you looking for a book where the main character and love interest fall in love in the 5th chapter this isnt it. Any how thanks for reading! Much love!)

(Completed. Edited by: RonnyRotten) THIS IS A SAMPLE °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Rejection has never been sweeter For Patience, life gets interesting when rejection by the one fated to be yours throws you into the yearly Hunting Game in hopes to find your chosen. Highest Ranking #3 werewolf

Jennifer's life has never been easy. She has never had a childhood to call her own. Her father is a vile, evil man who is King of the Rogues. She is caught in a world she doesn't want. She fights what her father wants from her with her own conscience. Her name is tarnished. She is the daughter of a killer. She is the Princess of the Rogues.

"I hated him. He hated me. We hated each other but all that didn't matter because my wolf craved him. My wolf shuddered by the mere thought of him. He was the darkness that drew me." Lorena Stone, the Alpha's daugher meets her fate the day she runs away from the altar to save her father from being killed by a vengeful pack. Against all reason she goes into uncharted territory to prevent her father's death because if anyone could, it was her. Little did she know that the only person in the world that was stronger than her, the only person that could tame her was Maxwell Emiliano; her mate. The man who held her father's life in his hands. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~Excerpt~ "You don't have me and you never will!" I insist, anger building up within me as we locked eyes, his body hovering over mine "This is a good proposition! Consider it!" "I don't have your love. Your love is the only thing you can actually offer me that I do not have but that is one thing I do not want and something I know you will never be able to actually give me." He pauses, our eyes meeting more intensely and tension building even further. I was enraged but not only with anger.. "As for your body, if I wanted it, I could take that." He leaned into me, his lips grazing my ear as he whispered "I don't want you. Why? Because I actually have you. You just don't know it yet." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Cover by: CelineInLove