Sebastian is a quiet saint with a shitty past and a fear of change. Tristan is a tortured sinner and total fucking fuck-up. (But aren't we all) It all starts in a flower shop on the corner of a small Norwegian road, where Sebastian meets Tristan, and everything starts to fuck up. It makes Sebastian really start to wonder - is he a really saint, or is he sinner? (STANDALONE - 2nd book in the Sassy White Boys Trilogy)

Ellie is more dog than wolf, and more wolf than human. Ellie is a werewolf but she is forced to stay in wolf form and treated like a dog. She doesn't remember her past much, just that her parents are dead, and under no circumstance can she shift back. Cramped in her 3x2 cage with a couple rags, a tiny water bowl and food bowl that is usually empty. She lives her life sleeping in her own feces only to come out and play dog. Forced to do tricks or get punished yet again. That all changes one day when another pack comes to eliminate hers. Tyler alpha of the SilverMoon pack attacks the RedPaw pack for its cruelty towards its pack mates. Upon arrival a fight breaks out. SilverMoon, victorious scavenges the territory for survivors. Tyler stumbles upon a cage in the basement where he sees a severely matted and emaciated wolf who just happens to be his mate. Read their story here. A story of healing and overcoming past experiences and making new memories.

"Sir, please stop! What's happening? I didn't mean to do anything wrong!! Sir, please!" "Filthy rogue, I'm tired of your kind trekking in here like nothing's gonna happen. You'll learn!" The man yanked on my arm, throwing me on the filthy ground. I could feel the bruises forming on my hands and knees. I began to panic, tears began to fall faster than I realized. "I-I'm sorry! I really don't know what you're talking about. Believe me, I can leave," it seemed my begging was beginning to get through to him. The man hesitated, thought for a second, and then kicked me in the ribs, "Disgusting rat! You think I'm going to believe your load of bull?" He left, he actually left. I've never been so happy to be alone. I laid on the floor of the... I don't even know... a cage? It was large and slimy, dark and drab. After days of being left alone here I began to believe I was gonna be left here to starve. Then I heard footsteps. Faint, far, slow, but they were there. The steps got louder, until I heard a growl, feral and demanding. The steps became stomps, faster and growing in volume. A man burst in front of me, the world stopped turning.