When I was born I was the smallest one. They called me the runt. As I grew up I stayed small but I was also weak. Now they call me the weak runt In my teen years all the other teens began to train to protect the land we were given. I was left with the pregnant women who vowed to protect me. I had enough I began to train alone. I slowly but swiftly built up my own power and strength. I used my height as an advantage and my appearance and size as a weapon When the Princess of Alphas come for a visit she caught my eyes as well as the eye of many suitors. Will the princess of Alphas love a weak runt like me or will my secret training pay off? Book 1 of the Hidden Fighter series

He rejected her, his mate. He didn't want a human as a mate and even though it was quite rare to have one, he beat the odds. A weak little human would never survive in a world of werewolf's. A year later they meet again, only different. When attending a meeting with all the pack Alpha's in the country is when he sees her. She is no longer weak; she is a full supernatural and has the blood of every kind running through her. How did this happen? He was certain she was human just last year and it's impossible to have every type of supernatural blood to run through your body and not tear yourself apart from each of their urges. I think it's safe to say he wants her back now . . . but will she accept him or just reject him like he did to her?

Callie was kidnapped at the tender age of 9 by hunters who wanted to test a new drug out that was suppose to kill her wolf. Instead, it suppressed it. It took several years, but she was found and returned to her mother. Will she find out that she is a were wolf and has a mate? And will she find out that said mate is engaged to her childhood best friend. Will Callie sit back and let them wed, which will only bring death to her, or will she stand and fight for what is hers?

They call them enforcers-They are the ones that come in and clean up when laws have been broken. They are the most feared and strongest of us. They were the ones who couldn't live peacefully in the packs so they decided to make use of them. Soliditary wolves with alpha personalities. I am not like them. I'm worse. I'm a considered a rogue. Something that must be hunted down an exterminated. I'm not a bad person and I've never hurt anyone in my life but my wolf, I can't control her when I shift. We saw something when we were young. My whole pack was slaughter before our eyes and now my wolf is like a wounded animal she lashes out at times unable to tell between friend and foes. A uncontrollable wolf is dangerous in a pack. That is why I chose to live as a rogue, hiding from the werewolf committee and their laws. Luckily I've learned to blend in very well but when I end up in the wrong place at the wrong time my peaceful life quickly comes to an end. Now I'm the prisoner of the enforcers who should have killed me. Why haven't they killed me? Well because by some cruel trick my mate turned out to be their leader. Now I'm stuck with someone who isn't sure if he should kill me or if he should take me to his bed. Don't I get a say in any of this? How could this possibly get any worse... Cover by @PANANABELS

- Although this story is being rewritten, there won't major changes to the story just the grammar and the structure. It is safe to read!- * Amma Martin runs away from her pack to flee from the Alpha her parents promised her to. She accidentally enters the night-walkers territory a Rogue pack that is cursed by the moon goddess for all the war and destruction they've caused. Just when she thought it couldn't get worse the blood thirsty Alpha who is known to be a killing machine is none other than her mate. And Amma just so happens to be the key to breaking the curse setting him and his pack free. But can she break the curse before the blood moon? Read and find out!

The 18 year old J.J. has a hard live. when she was 14 her parents died along with the beta wife thanks too a silver grenade exploding. The shareds off the silver made her lose her eye site. Her wolf took a lot of energy too heal her but she remaind blind and the wolf hasn't talked too her for years. The hunters that shot off the grenade were chasing J.J. through the woods and she led them too her house. The betas wife was visiting J.J. her parents with news of her pregnancy. Her parents were the Alpha's. After there death the beta took over and the pack shunned J.J. the new Alpha beats her and rapped her. Other packmemebers beat her bullied her. She's his shew toy. A living hell until another packs attacks and she and some others were captured. xxx About me: I love too read and write. I'm Dutch but prefer English books. So my grammer does suck sometimes. I'm into vampires and werewolves especially the mature kind.

Roxie is a headstrong, independent young woman with a bit of a temper, but when her parents bring her to meet the sons of the Blood Moon pack in hopes she would be mates with Bentley, they never expected her to find her mate in the bad boy son and known womanizer, Hunter Sinclair. Will their mate bond prove true or will he continue his playboy ways and make Roxie's life miserable?

** Ivy Pov "Wait, we're sharing the same bed." My eyes widened in horror as I was placed on the bed. "Yes. You're my mate now and my mate stays with me until she is marked and she can do as she pleases." He shrugs and removes his pants, leaving just his boxers and my wolf was definately drueling. Hell, I'm freaking drueling. "You're just over protective and don't trust me...jesus, nice ass." I cover my mouth as soon as the words leave it and I mentally slap my self for even thinking it. A devilish smirk crossed his features as he turned around and approached the bed. "You like my ass?" He asks kneeling between my legs. My brain stops working and no words come out my mouth. "I can show you the front if you Like?" His seductive voice was flowing into my ears and I didn't even realise my eyes had turned the metallic blue of my wolf. "No." I'm hesitant to talk and Malik brings his hand to my face. "Your wolf wants me too." His thumb strokes just beneath my eyes and I shake my head clearing them away. "No she doesn't." I smile,proud of how obedient she is to me. Plus,I kinda think I'm in control. "Don't worry, it won't take long till you are as submissive as she is." He laughs standing back up, I release a breath I didn't even know I was holding. "Hopefully it will." I mutter but he hears me as loud as heard his chuckle. I got under the covers and lay as close to the edge as I could. He may be my mate but I am not prepared for the whole thing yet. He's 23, I'm 18...i don't think that's legal. *** Ivy Scott is an outsider to her pack and she has yet to find her mate at 18. When she faces her everyday problems, this time Alpha Malik is near by called to his mate. On enemy territory, he has no right to claim property but when nature, more specifically, his Luna comes calling he is quick to react. Little does he know how unique she is. Definately not a cliche wolf story and unfortunately does not always fit the stereotypical stories but I enjoyed writing it.

Bang! I sat bolt upright. Did I imagine that? That noise? What was it? I clambered out of bed and almost fell down the stairs with the panic that had set in. My front door was wide open but nobody was there, the wood was just swinging in the doorway allowing the cool breeze in my house. What if somebody was already inside? I hopped over the living room sofa, to climb the stairs yet again and as I made it to the landing I was thrown into the wall. My body pinned against it with a muscled form shadowing mine. A hand placed over my mouth silenced my screams that I was too scared to let out anyway. "I'm not going to hurt you. Just don't scream." It was Colton. His husky voice was a distinct reminder that he was my mate. The tingles that spread through my body made me hate but love the entire situation. I want him closer. "You don't run away from me, understand?" I nodded, he was really close to me and my wolf purred for him to be closer. I pushed the thoughts to the back of my mind as he slowly removed his hand. "What do you want?" I demanded, making the futile attempt to shove him away though he didn't move an inch. "I want what is mine." He replied with a low growl that sent chills up my spine. My back was still pressed firmly against the wall and I think I was in shock to move. Though I felt safe which made me feel sick, how could I be safe in the presence of him? "No." I walked downstairs and into the kitchen. "No?" He repeated my words back to me and I boiled the kettle for a cup of tea. My mum said tea fixes everything, then again it never fixed her relationship. "You heard me." "I heard you clear. I'm just making sure you're happy with that answer before I make you regret it." Colton advanced forward, pure dread taking over my body at the size of him compared to me. He leaned forward so his lips were against my ear and with a soft tone he whispered. "Are you happy with that answer?"

"I didn't know if I'd ever find you." He whispered softly into my ear. It made me shudder with pleasure. "What-what do you mean?" I asked breathlessly. I already knew what he meant but couldn't bring myself to terms with it. It was all moving so fast. "You're my mate." He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. His green eyes were boring into my blue ones as he spoke, looking for what had caused my questioning. I shook my head. "No-no I already have one." I couldn't explain why this felt so right at the same time as so confusing. His eyes were immediately coated in anger. He grabbed me at the waist and pulled me closer. "You are mine." While he said these words with such possessiveness I only felt pleasure rather than rage.