Malia Pierce at the age of nineteen was alone, constantly moving in fear she would be hunted down and found by her tormentors. She is the Alpha's daughter of the Phobos pack, where father, and his whole pack despised her just for her existence. He became a ruthless man, turning to drugs and alcohol. He started to abuse her at the age of 5, the young child not able to comprehend what was happening and why. His pack was falling apart and was running out of money. So, her father sold her to a pack of sadistic men when she was 15. She has been never shown love or compassion, afraid to trust. Orion Black is the 21 year old Alpha of the Mountain Ridge pack .He was taught from little up to treat ladies with respect and decency. His name was given to him after the Greek hunter, Orion, because he would be known for his strength and his ability to lead and keep his pack safe. He has been looking for his mate since he was 16, the time of his first shift, but she has never showed. WARNING! MAY BE SPELLING AND GRAMMATICAL ERRORS BEFORE I EDIT THIS BOOK! I DO NOT MIND IF YOU POINT THEM OUT. NOT ONE OF THOSE TYPICAL 'I MEET MY MATE AND I LOVE HIM INSTANTLY' BOOKS. (MORE OF A SLOW BURN) Highest ranks #1 Featured #1 in wolves #1 in fictional #1 in rouges #1 in werewolves

"My daughter, will never be in charge of this pack, so get that idea out of your head" I'm absolutely gob smacked, I decide to put the earlier idea from my head into words to see what reaction I would get. With a slight raise in my voice, I put my point across. "And whys that? If Tim wasn't born, I would be next in line for the Alpha's place" "I would give the title over to my brother, our Beta. I would not give the title and the pack over to my little girl!" Oh, I see where this is going, he doesn't think id be able to manage it. Right now I'm seething with rage. My voice again, going louder, with a growl added to it "So you don't think I'd be able to run this pack, because I'm a girl!" I look back at my dad, he's panting while holding back growls, his eyes go black, he's physically shaking trying to hold his wolf form back, he's claws come out, crushing the side of his desk. I carry on looking at him, head held high, I will make my point that I wont back down on this issue. My dad lifts his head and practically shouts so the whole pack can hear him. "The reason why you wont be Alpha is because of what happened the last time another Alpha stepped foot into my territory!"

Nayana, a fashion designer in Seattle receives a mail from an unexpected someone, which ensues a journey to her past, which she had kept locked up for a long time. The journey through the memory lane breaks her but she is not ready to give up. NOT YET. Read and find out more about Nayana and her past. Get yourself enthralled by Nayana and her journey. ******************************** Excerpt: "WHAT......?? WHAT ARE YOU SAYING, DAD??" Nayana shouted. Miland just shook his head. "I AM TALKING TO YOU DAD, LOOK AT ME WHEN I AM TALKING TO YOU!!" Nayana rebuked. "STOP IT NAYANA, you are behaving like a headcase right NOW, do you even realize that?" Miland finally snapped. Nayana painfully held his gaze for a moment and then cast down her eyes. Not a word came out of her mouth after that. "Okay listen to me carefully, I am going to tell you this once, we are NEVER going to talk about this incident ever again, okay??" he asked. "UNDERSTOOD??" he asked once more annoyed at her silence. "DID YOU UNDERSTAND?" Miland questioned, strongly yanking his daughter's hair backward. "AHH.." she cried in pain. She was aching but was not able to get a sound out, so she nodded her head to break out of the situation. "Okay then" he replied releasing her.

Benjamin McAllister is the Queen's Man working in secret for King and Crown. It riddled his past with intrigue, war, and death. It was no place for a woman. Such comforts as marriage, family, and love were not to be his. However, one woman had changed all of that. Lady Clara Bentley had won Benjamin McAllister's heart, but the prize had come at a price. He tried so hard to keep her from his world, but his world found them and it was tearing them apart. Clara embarks on a journey in search of a way to make them whole again, but will this adventure give her the answers she seeks? Or will they both remain... Forever Ruined? (I made this story to standalone, however, to get an idea of where it all started, read FROM THE ASHES, to learn more about their tale.) Highest Rank #56 On Historical Fiction Hot List - July 8, 2017. If you are reading this story on any platform other than Wattpad, you are likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/300037481-forever-ruined-prologue. Thank you. © All Rights Reserved by Author Ruechari aka Charity Rue Cover art and Story by: Ruechari

When his ailing grandfather commands him to search for a long-lost female cousin, Evelyn Dresdenham, the notorious Marquis of Denver, is very disinclined to oblige. One night, when he unwittingly saves a young lady disguising herself as a man from trouble, Lord Denver strikes upon a cunning notion and soon realizes he cannot let this enchanting waif slip so easily... Running away from the oppressive orphanage that has sheltered her since the death of her grandfather, Georgie Kentsville is set on coming to London by hook or by crook. Little does she expect to find herself in a rare hobble, and even less to be held back by a handsome but bored nobleman, who suddenly offers her a very outrageous proposal : to pose as his long-lost cousin!

Miss Victoria Hastings, aged twenty-four, was a confirmed spinster. At the height of her glory she was once considered a diamond of the first water, although she had since descended closer to consistency of mud. And, once the ton believed you had been dragged through the proverbial mud, they didn't much care if you stayed there. So, she entered into her 'exile' with a fervent hatred of men, some more so than others. Enter... Lord Anthony Elwes, Duke of Westley, was not a man to be crossed. Having returned from the Orient with the unfortunate business of marriage on his mind, he did not expect the ditzy debutante he once knew to have blossomed into a woman of substantial wiles and wit. Anthony always claimed what he desired, but Victoria could not be bought, bartered or borrowed. Marriage would instead require strategy, stealth... and the seduction of a spinster.

"Aarav, please..." she begged, a lone tear rolled down her cheek. She was trapped, pressed against the wall no place to run. "That's right baby, I'm gonna make you beg just like that..." he said as desire filled his eyes, he moved closer to her...his 6ft figure towered over her 5'3 small frame...her face inches from his chest, he brought his left hand up and pulled her hair back, forcing her to look up at him. She let out a shriek as he pulled her hair back, she was terrified to look at him, she closed her eyes shut, holding her hands to her chest praying to god he would let her go, she wasn't ready, they've only been married for 3 weeks and he has been absolutely terrible towards her... ***I am currently editing***

Three sisters get expelled from their last high school for playing pranks on the popular kids. Low and be hold, the school they are getting sent to is full of supernatural kids. And damn are the males fine! Still working on this part.

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RANKED NUMBER ONE IN SCOTTISH- 5.8.19 RANKED NUMBER ONE IN HIGHLANDER - 27.8.19 "I was a captive, a spoil of war. I was just another jewel in his blood-soaked crown and yet, I wanted to be his." Destined to be her people's Priestess, Bianca has known of nothing for the world save from peace and prayer. That is, until the cruel men from the land across the sea come, slaughtering the land and its people. Only Bianca survives as a spoil of war, a prize for the Scottish clan's Laird, Callum Lockhart. Nothing more than his mere plaything, Bianca must grow used to the cold stone walls of Lockhart castle and is even colder master among the wild moors of Scotland. He is wild, loud and nothing like Bianca has ever seen before. But can a priestess sworn to the old gods ever permit herself to know of love?