BOOK 1 He hovered over me in silence while I gathered my senses. "Why are you here Deacon?" I finally asked. I heard his gruff sigh before he knelt down, and placed his warm hand under my chin, lifting my gaze to meet his. "Because you are mine Ellis Belrose." his dour voice echoed in my mind while he looked into my eyes. --------------------------- Ellis Bellrose is finally graduating high school. She has interned her last semester at Pacific Northwest Living magazine in hopes of landing a paying job by the time she graduates college. Everything was going to plan. Until she met him. Deacon Vidar, the Alpha of the Priamos pack. She doesn't know it yet, but he is her mate. Ellis feels an undeniable connection to him, something is always drawing her to him. Deacon Vidar is intense, and cruel. He is a great Alpha and has precise plans for his pack. But After 130 years on this earth he was beginning to think he didn't have a mate at all, let alone a young, fragile, human mate. Deacon wants Ellis more than anything, even if it means taking her against her will. Will Ellis give into their mate bond, and fall in love with the harsh creature that is Deacon Vidar? Is their compatibility the least of their worries? *THIS STORY HAS HEAVY SEXUAL & MATURE CONTENT*

After being kidnapped by a group of vengeful werewolves, Emira finds herself in one hell of a situation. Her true soul mate is a Cardinal Alpha who is hell-bent on keeping her. And, to make matters worse, she only has 6 moon cycles to be 'marked, mated, and pupped'. What does that even mean? . . . Snippet : "It has taken me far too long to find you. How could I let go of you?" he rumbled softly as if in contemplation, "How could I reject the best part of me?" His voice is deep and velvety with a husky undertone that seems to become even more heated with every word he speaks. I find myself completely enthralled by his longing tone of voice. "I will give you time, mate. But it does not mean I will stand by and watch you without attempting to...entice you," he rumbled out with this really sinfully erotic voice that caused my heart to stumble. I think he already has me where he wants me. . . . Both main characters are virgins. WARNING : Mature content, dark themes, sexual references. If you like emotional roller coasters than feel free to join! Chapter 35 has been shortened. ** At the beginning of a chapter indicates that the chapter contains explicit sexual content not suitable for all readers. Proceed with caution. . . . THE FULLY EDITED VERSION WITH EXTRA STEAMY CONTENT IS NOW AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE ON AMAZON!!!! Clickable link is in my profile! The Alpha's Breeder : https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07Q85WHG2

[COMPLETED] Katrina Parker has never been normal, even by werewolf standards. An outcast, ostracized by her pack because of her unique Gift: the uncanny ability to see the future. After finding out that her mate has impregnated her sister, she rejects him and condemns herself to a life of solitude. All of that changes when a certain annoying, cocky, sexy Alpha comes to her territory to claim his spoil of war. The only problem? She hates him. Even worse? She's hiding a dark secret. A deadly one. ••Book 4 of the Gift Chronicles. Can be read as a standalone novel••

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.

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There was nothing particularly extraordinary about Rachael Martin as far as she was concerned. She was just an average omega with ordinary ambitions, an ordinary life, and what she thought was an ordinary scent. Jason Bulter was not an ordinary alpha. Imbalanced in more ways than one, all he wanted to do was live his life without his biology getting him into trouble. Unfortunately for him, scent compatibility was likely to get him into a lot of it. Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics

Aspiring writer Norah Jacobs needs an escape. In the span of two weeks, her corrupt brother has been jailed for murder and his partner has been hovering on her doorstep, threatening to ruin what little peace she has left. Packing her car, Norah flees the city and goes off the grid, finding refuge in the small coastal town of Bellvale. However, Norah's newfound refuge lands her right in the middle of a power struggle between creatures she thought only existed in fairy tales, and she begins to see that no matter how hard you try to run from your troubles, they seem to have a way of catching up with you... Watty 2014 Winner Haven Copyright © Melissa Lucas 2013 All Rights Reserved. No part of this literary work may be reproduced or used without written consent from the author.

•••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-•••••• ORIGINALLY 6.2M READS ON WATTPAD! First Unedited Draft. 64% manuscript sample. ••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-•••••• I could never understand why Grandma Liz always forbid me from venturing out during nights of full moon. I remember often thinking to myself, "What could possibly be there that wouldn't be there on other nights?" Years passed and still, the question remained unanswered. That is, until one night. If only Grandma knew they didn't need the full moon. ••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-•••••• A Royal's Tale Series - II ••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••• Published (WP) : 1/11/ 2015 Completed (WP) : 30/1/2018 Highest Rate : 8 in Werewolf Cover : Graphic Designer @ Typewriter Pub Trailer : Sannyaahhh

*Completed* *2018 Watty's Longlist!!* *New summary* In the forest they waited. In the forest where the trees had eyes and legs made of root. In the forest where the beasts hunted when the sun fell. In the forest they waited, they waited a girl, not just any girl, but the girl who could break the curse.

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* *This story was written a long time and needs to undergo intense editing--working on it!* 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*