You're abused. He's wrathful, and a Canine God. What do you think your story will be when a werewolf legend like him finds you and you're mated to him? +16

❝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

Years before his birth, it was prophesised that his soul would never be whole, that his heart would never beat in rhythm to his other half. Micajah was born with a dark soul, a soul that was corrupt. A soul that was more wolf than human. A soul incomplete. Nothing but an imperfect creation that walks earth. He will never have a true mate. When his turn to rule the wolf kingdom arises, after the death of his mother, he is forced to choose a female that has already been rejected from her true mate. Alongside his rise to the throne, the wolf kingdom begins to tear itself apart. An uprising begins. No one wants a creature, hated by the Moon Goddess herself, to rule. Even if he is the only royal heir by blood. Even if it is what tradition dictates. A male more beast than man, can never yield humanity, let alone love. But humanity can be learnt, and love seizes all - even those with corrupt souls.

Ziara Ale, a normal teenage girl, well as normal as Ziara could get. She's short, clever, and curvy. If there is one thing to know about Ziara it's that she knows of the existence of werewolves. Little did she know that her acknowledgement of werewolves would change her life forever. Theodulus Isbrand, The Alpha King, the one and only. He's mean, ruthless, and handsome. He's lived been living for 2315 years without a mate. He gave up on finding a mate a long time ago. That caused his heart to grow hard, cold, and ruthless. What happens when he finds out that Ziara is his long awaited mate?

Vienna was loathed by her parents and her pack from the moment she was born because she was not supposed to be born a female. She was intended to be a strong, solid male alpha. Now, at eighteen, she is the only female alpha on record, but this status hardly gets her any respect. Her only hope of becoming a strong, influential leader is by finally finding her mate, the man who will stand by her side. But when she finds him he's nothing like she imagined. He's no strong alpha that will lead her pack, he's not even a beta or a warrior. He's an omega. And to make matters worse, he's a mute.

"Do you really want me, all of me? I'm not like other werewolves or vampires. I can't mark you, I can't fully shift into wolf form, I have a beast inside of me, Genevieve. Is that what you really want?" *****Best Ranking: #1 Vampire 5/13/2015 **** ((ROUGH DRAFT))

Perri Liatree's life was perfect. She was the alpha of a large pack's daughter, and she had just turned of age to find her mate. Her family were hosting a ball for her, and she was excited at the prospect of having someone to love her. Aiden Casey was a rogue. He enjoyed messing with the nearby packs, although he himself didn't have a huge army behind him. He just had his friends, and for him, that was enough. For now. When Perri's pack captures a group of rogues, she's curious about them. But one of the rogues happens to be Aiden. And he happens to be her mate.

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured 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*

Then it hit me. The scent of my mate. The one I'd love and spend the rest of my days with. "Mine," he growled. I was forced up against the wall as he began to kiss me roughly. I managed to take a peek at my mate. The school's very own player. Otherwise known as the guy who infuriates me to the depths of hell. I shoved him off me and made him look me in the eye, "I don't care if you're going to be Alpha. You will always be the jerk I hate and the player I despise. I will not be looked upon as another of your minions. Yeah, I just rejected you." I snarled. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Shayla Hale is just another 15 year old werewolf, eagerly waiting for her 16th birthday so she can find her mate. She wasn't popular, and she wasn't a loner. Following her around, was the school's player, with a hobby of annoying her. She hated him for taking so much interest in her, since she knew all he was is a disappointment. Chase Anderson is the school's player, and the guy every girl swoons for. He's always found Shayla interesting, since she wasn't like the others. Witty comebacks, never sparing him a second glance. Being the hard to resist, soon to be Alpha of his Dark Wolfe pack, he needs to find his Luna. What he wasn't prepared for was his very own mate rejecting him. Will Shayla stay true to her word? Will Chase prove his mate wrong? What happens when Chase goes back to his player ways? How about when Shayla's childhood lover returns? *** I wrote this when I was 12/13 and it was the first romance/teen-fic/werewolf story I ever wrote at the time. Please go easy on my 12/13 year old self 😬

Skylar Harris, 18, daughter of Alpha Richard, Alpha of the dark moon pack. Sweetheart who is kind to everyone. always helping her pack mates. hates rogues just as much as her farther. Never had a boyfriend. protected by farther's guards. fighter but wouldn't hurt a fly, unless she meets a rogue. The dark moon park. a British pack that is located in the middle of now where. number one in Britain. feared by rogues. feared by every pack in Europe. Alpha Richard, fearless, ruthless, rogue killing. Alpha Richard is feared by his pack, he would kill anyone who would show kindness to a rogue. After his Luna being killed by ruthless rogues. James white. 19, a rogue, kicked out of his pack for sleeping with the Alphas daughter. now on his own, passing through towns after towns. schools after schools. sleeping with girls after girls. jerk of the year. Anger issues. Well I guess that's what they say opposites always attract. and in this case there's no choice. P.s this is gunna be a series