Natalia comes home to find her husband and sister in bed together after her husband tell her they have been sleeping together for 1 year .what is she to do but pack up and leave what she doesn't realize is that she's pregnant and after 3 years away she comes back to all the drama.

Claire Motts is a single mother to the most adorable four-year-old girl, Sophia. Her marriage of six years fell apart with her husband's repeated infidelity. Now, three years later, she and Sophia are comfortable in their lives together. Claire is an author, writing best sellers and spending all her free time with that four-year-old bundle of energy. Sophia Motts maybe a little girl, but she isn't stupid, she sees that her mommy is lonely and wants nothing more than for her to be happy. She forms an idea to find the perfect man for her and is giddy when her plan starts to come together. She doesn't like her Dad, he is mean and always angry, so every time he comes around, she ignores him. Dallas Richardson was the alpha of the strongest pack in North America and still looking for his mate. The strangest circumstances lead him straight to her door. All thanks to a tiny four-year-old girl named Sophia.

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

(COMPLETED) * "Look, Mavis, you're a beautiful girl with lots of potential and I'm so sorry about this but I reject you, Mavis Anders, as my mate." My body erupted in pain. The bones were being smashed by an invisible force. I'd heard of pain like this but they'd never say the extent of it. Knives were thrown into my neck leaving a burning sensation my mouth dry and my legs numb as I laid there in shook. "You've got to accept it now." Ace explained unfazed by my pain. "It's the only way to make the pain go away." "But I don't want to accept rejection. I won't accept your rejection." * NEEDS LOTS OF EDITING - YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! WARNING! LOTS OF PLOT TWISTS! * Highest Ranking: #8 Werewolf 7th June 2017

Lily Crawford was once loved and treasured by her whole pack but that stopped on her 14th birthday when she didn't shift like she was supposed to. Instantly she became an outsider, a slave, a stranger in her own pack. She gave up on having a mate and being loved from anyone other than her brother. That all changed when an Alpha from a neighborhood pack visited her pack and uttered the word she thought she'd never hear "Mate". -- He locked the door behind us, pressing me against its hard surface. "Mine" He growled pressing his face against my neck, breathing in my scent. "Stop that" I yelled, tears streaming down my face. I tried to push him away from me but he didn't budge. "Just reject me already". "I won't reject you" His voice was low and dangerous. Was he worse than I thought? He will actually make me think he wanted me and then break my heart into a tiny million pieces. "Well then I will. I, Lily Crawford reject you Logan Wa-" Before I could finish he slammed me harder against the wall and covered my mouth with his hand. "Don't you fucking dare" He yelled punching the door beside my face. I flinched back but that didn't stop him. "I am your mate and whether you like or not you are now mine. And mine means, no one touches you, no one talks to you and no one fucking looks at you" He yelled again. Moon goddess, please help me.

My name is Devin Ames and I am one of the three werewolves that is actually a witch. The other two, are my little sisters. We didn't grow up in a pack, our mother and father sheltered my sisters and I, in a large city where most wolves rarely visit. My mother didn't know about spells or why we were born witches, but she knew she would have to protect us from the packs. I became a lawyer, part of a huge firm. And it wasn't until I accidently started a small fire in the library that I decided to seek out a real witch. I brought my sisters with me and we all started to learn about magic. We were also told some myth about the three of us, but I don't believe a single word of it. Not until a 6' 4'' wolf appears in the court room and tracks me down the next day. ~~~ Excerpt~~~ "How could you be mine, you smell of witch." He asked shoving my shoulder and I hardened my wondrous look into a glare. "You're fucking welcome asshole. If I hadn't used my powers to get you out of there you would have been serving 20 years at least." I seethed and turned to walk out the bathroom door he just pushed us both through. "Take back your spell or whatever." He growled to me and I looked back at him. "Why would I want you under my spell. You blew up my clients house and look at me like I am a piece of gum on your shoe. Just walk away and forget about me." I told him before pushing to door open and muttering a protection spell so he couldn't touch me. "I don't even know your first name." He called and I looked back at him before going through the thick crowd of the bar and making it outside before running towards the bus that was at the right place at the right time.

Annabel Hastings never paid any attention to the topic of mates. So imagine her surprise when the cruel Alpha of the Dark Moons pack, Alpha Thaddeus, turns out to be her other half. The problem? He doesn't want a mate. Highest Rank: #1(2015)

Tamar was the daughter of the Beta in the Lotus Rock pack. She loses her parents in a war and her mate rejects her. Running away, she leaves the memories behind her. For five years, she's alone in a town where no pack lives. Will her life slowly straighten out, or will both Tamar and her wolf give up the fight and join her parents in death?

Rejected by her mate because she was thought to be weak. He was wrong. //\\//\\//\\ I hear a sorrowful howl promising vengeance. Hearing the sound I let my head fall back watching the darkening sky as soon the air is filled with hundreds of howls mourning their late Alpha and sending their empathy to their late Luna's suffering. Listening my eyes close as the wind blows, listening to the beautiful melancholy of the pack's song. "I always find this type of howl the most beautiful." His voice while was unexpected, was a welcome distraction from my self loathing thoughts. "Does it ever break your heart?" //\\//\\//\\ ***UNDER SERIOUS EDITING AND CONSTRUCTION***

Alex is a very....eh, special case. Her mother murdered, her family massacred. With no one left she was a ward of the state before she was even born, but that's a story for another day. She excelled more then anyone else in her foster home. She skipped 4 grade levels and was the youngest person in america to graduate from university. But that was all after the agency recruited her at the age of 6. Nowadays Alex lives a very dangerous life, but its about to get worse. Shes important to the supernatural world Now Axel, he's mister tall dark and handsome. He's mister dangerous, or as they call him, Alpha Sterling. He's got the strongest pack in the world, he's bigger than the bachelor. But what happens when he move to Oregon?