For years Wolves and Humans had been at war with each other. Countless lives on both sides had been lost and Humans were slowly becoming extinct thanks to the strength and viciousness of the Wolves. To end the war and save what Humans remained, the Elders forged a treaty with the Wolves, giving them control of the lands once governed by humans. But one Elders' hatred for Wolves would destroy the treaty, giving the Wolves the right destroy the Human race. Welcome to the new world order. A world where being Human is now a crime in itself. A world where Human males were killed on sight, no questions asked. A world where Human females were sent to Carcere and put on display for the unmated male Wolves. A world where you were either accepted or put to death upon rejection. A world where one person's choice can change everything. **Cover by Suganthii **All rights reserved. No part of 'Carcere' may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher.** **Please note - All Photos and Media content are owned by their respective photographers and/or artist.

Highest Ranking: #4 My eyes were wide as I slowly got to my feet, turning to yank the dagger that was embedded down to the hilt in the wall, where my head was moments ago. "What the fuck was that for?" I said in shock, completely flabbergasted as I stared at him with a bewildered look on my face. Judging by the shocked expressions on Elliot and Dylan's faces, it looked like they hadn't expected their Alpha to throw a fucking dagger at my head either. Heath flashed his teeth at me in a smile that was more predatory than pleasant. "Just making sure your arm isn't going to be a hindrance to our rescue mission." My jaw dropped. By throwing a fucking dagger at my head? Enraged, I let the burst of anger spur my next actions, and before anyone could so much as twitch, I was across the room, toe-to-toe with Heath, one hand fisting his shirt and pressing him against the edge of the desk and the other holding the blade of the dagger at his neck. I applied the slightest pressure on the blade, shallow enough it wasn't lethal, at least not for a werewolf, and deep enough so blood welled up at the thin cut. "Just making sure this isn't silver," I said mockingly, and I didn't hide my smirk when the wound didn't heal over. "Oh wait," I widened my eyes, feigning shock, "this is silver." I flashed him a wicked grin, completely unrepentant, and his eyes were a thunderous black as he looked down at me. "Oops," I smirked. "My bad."

In a world of monsters and gods, the Lupus Deus is the one being no one wants among them, especially not the gods that wronged him. Vivian Grey is as average as any werewolf comes, or at least that's what she believes growing up until she is confronted with the fact that her mate is the monster she heard stories about growing up. It doesn't take her long to realize that he is as cruel as whispered, as unfeeling as he is complex, and far more monstrous than believed. When push comes to shove she'll have to learn to navigate her own strength or risk being drowned in his. As a war between her mate and the gods that made him take place, love, might just easily become a double-edged sword. PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Link: https://www.amazon.com/Lupus-Deus-Werewolf-Sophia-Moore/dp/1644341271/ref=nodl_

Wolves are instinctual beings, thriving on hierarchy and a pack mentality. Scars are common among werewolves; showing the world the brutality of werewolf life. Mother nature has never been kind, and for savage beasts who have the unfortunate gift of appearing human, she is even less than sympathetic to their plight. Nova has preferred to stay out of the limelight and lay low most of her life. A wolf who has watched only from the sidelines as her packmates brutally maul each other over petty squabbles and the quest for dominance. However, with the scent of her inbound heat affecting every male that comes within sniffing distance, her days of obscurity are over. Nova finds herself thrown into a battle for the thing she distastes most. Plots are hatched, and everything is not as it seems, it's hard to keep your head above the water and to keep from drowning a midst the confusion and treachery. Instinct lives within every living creature, and Nova is no exception. [Contains mild violence and sexual references]

"Because no matter what I'd still choose you" The fight for happiness is tougher then ever, the so called lovers had their limits pushed and their boundaries broken. What will happen this time around? Will the destined mates find their happy ending or will the pair be caught up in the web of lies and the darkness of the supernatural world? "Who's hunting who?" Sequel to Sway (must read first book) All content belongs to me, please ask permission or contact me if my work is being used somewhere else, thank you' Not been edited Cover by- voguee_

"You were made for me," he says while stroking my cheek. "You belong to me." He threads his fingers through my hair, then yanks my hair back making me gasp and look into his amber orbs. "But if you so much as talk to another man, I'll punish you. Then you will sit and watch me kill him. Slowly." I knew he was serious. Alpha Landyn Westman was always serious. LeeAna Harrison was 17 when she first met her mate, Landyn Westman. He was 18 and the star of the school considering he was the next alpha. Landyn has been waiting for his mate since he was a kid. She couldn't avoid him forever, and he will never let her go. WARNING: This is not a cliché werewolf story. The first ten chapters are dark. Prepare to feel mixed emotions. You have been warned. ** IF YOU ARE NOT MATURE OR A CHILD THEN DONT READ THIS STORY** Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf

TEMPORARILY ON HOLD "Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen! Tonight we have 19 pieces up for auction, and I can tell you, it's going to get interesting. We have quite a number of exotics even the one or other natural dominant." The audience laughed at a joke I didn't understand. "Josef?" I asked quietly, as to not direct too much attention to me. "Yes Cathy, darling?" "What exactly is the merchandise here?" I asked, no longer able to contain my curiosity. Just then, a long row of chained, gagged and blindfolded men and women was ushered onto the stage. "Slaves, dear. Slaves." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When submissive and shy Cat Eclestia is taken to an auction in the High Society Underground of New York by her "fiancé" (one she hasn't approved of but her father is hellbent on marrying her off to) she expects stolen goods, drugs even. What she doesn't expect is to walk out the proud owner of a man they call "The Beast". Especially not when her goal was to keep her head down and wait until she can free herself from the golden cage her domineering father has put her in all her life. Now she has to deal with owning a slave that is not only broken, agressive and entirely dominant, but also handsome and alluring. --------- MATURE CONTENT - BDSM - DON'T LIKE DON'T READ -----------

After stumbling upon a murder, Quinn Reilly is placed under a witness-protection program. But things spiral out of control when Alpha Jed Trevino shows up, claiming to be both the murderer and her mate. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2015 by Noelle N.

Two parts of a whole, each belonging to another. ------- In a world where everyone has a soulmate, someone made just for you, it's rare to be with anyone else. After unexpectedly falling in love, Marie decides to marry and settle down with the widowed Beta of East Wood Pack. After years of a simple, happy life she meets her mate in a drastic turn of events. A man so alluring she finds herself struggling to commit to the vows she made to a man she loves. What will she do? Who will she choose? Will she follow the path that fate so cruelly laid out? Or will she give up her mate for good? -COMPLETED-