Lila had a family. And for a while they were happy. Then on her eighteenth birthday, her Parents, brother, and his mate died in a tragic car accident. Having nothing left, she agreed to help her pack make peace with the other packs around her. She was a very beautiful woman. It was easy for the Alpha's to want her. They would take her to their beds and when they had their backs turned, she would plunge the knife in. While the pack was mourning and weak, hers would take advantage and destroy them. Until one day when she is forced to be married off to the very strong Alpha of the MoonStone pack. To escape, she ran. Only to end up trapped and captured by her mate. Alpha of the Black Night Warrior Pack. He's ruthless, mean, sexy, and heartless, and shows no interest in her except for the power he can gain by having a mate The only man who never wanted her, was the one she was destined to be with. UNDER MAJOR EDITING !!!!! Beware of chapter discrepancies. I am currently working on correcting the entire book and its sequel. The problems aren't really huge but there are little mistakes you can pick up. I know this and I'm working on fixing. WILL ANNOUNCE WHEN ENTIRE BOOK IS DONE EDITING!! In the meantime enjoy the book! Also you can add in to your lists and read it when it's completely done! ~•~ TRIGGER WARNING- DO NOT READ IF THEMES OF VIOLENCE, RAPE, ABUSE EASILY TRIGGER YOU. Rated 14A - R ( Content not suited for younger readers)

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

When you live in a world where your financial status determines the outcome for your life, fear is all one knows. Scarlett Madison, a young werewolf, faces life in the sectors because of her family's poverty. With no hope at advancing into a high-status pack, Scarlett makes one mistake that takes her down an uncharted path that leads her directly into the arms of her soulmate-the king of her nation. With a war brewing between the wolves and the hunters, Scarlett has to make a decision: take the throne alongside her mate or to choose her people in the sectors. _____________________________________________ Chapters are removed for publishing. You can continue the series as long as you read The War Bond first. Book 1 of the bond series. Series in order: 1. The Royal Bond -published 2. The War Bond 3. The Power Bond 4. The Intelligence Bond 5. The Immaculateness Bond 6. The Malevolent Bond 7. The Rampant Bond 8. The Queen's Bond

Never pause, never doubt, never yield. Rise and fight. Valerie thought she understood loss. Her entire life has been defined by it. But now, she is facing the most frightening loss of all. Her own mind is slipping away, consumed by the power that burns through her every time she saves a life. As the Fractus sweep across Earth, using the strength of their magic to subjugate the powerless, Valerie struggles to lead the resistance, constantly one step behind her enemy. When Reaper taps into a powerful new source of magic, Valerie knows that solutions that worked in the past won't be enough to defeat him. She'll have to reimagine how magic can be harnessed in order to combat a force dark enough to dark enough to enslave all of humankind. In the final novel of The Conjurors Series, Valerie must bury her pain and uncertainty deep inside of her and make the hardest decisions of her life with no one to guide her. The fate of two worlds depends on it.

The battle is over. Now it's war. Valerie's entire life has been spent fighting for survival. But now, the stakes have never been higher, and her enemies have never been more powerful. The Fractus have proven that they won't hesitate to kill those who stand in their way, including the people Valerie loves. And their path of destruction is growing-on Earth and the Globe. With Reaper always one step ahead, Valerie must find a way to change the game, or risk never catching up to an enemy with the conviction and power to upset the delicate balance that protects those without magic from being exploited. As the Fractus grow in number and strength, can Valerie convince enough Conjurors to fight by her side against a menace that could upend the universe? In the third novel of The Conjurors Series, Valerie has the life she's always dreamed of-a family, a budding romance, and powerful magic that she is finally learning to harness. She also has an enemy determined to rip it all away from her.

Leading means taking mortal risks. Hiding is not an option. With a tumultuous year behind her, Valerie is ready to start a life that doesn't include running from enemies and risking her life. Too bad someone wants her dead. No matter how much she resists, Valerie is thrust into a position where it is up to her to lead the Conjurors against the power-hungry Fractus or suffer the consequences of two worlds ruled by those who wield magic as a weapon. But the clashes don't stop on the battlefield. As Valerie finds herself torn between her new love and her best friend, it will be up to her to figure out who she can't live without. In the fast-paced second novel of The Conjurors Series, Valerie searches for the father she thought was long dead and begins to come to grips with the immensity of her new power. The battle has begun.

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

When Mollie starts to prefer the dreams she's having to the painful reality of life, she's forced to choose between embracing a fantasy or the man she loves. ***** Since she was seven, Mollie Cutright has known two truths: she loves Howard Flynn and her dreams are the most magical part of her life. Each day she suffers at the hands of her abusive parents, but each night she is surrounded by a loving family who call her by a different name. Growing up in 1930's Virginia, no one has patience for a girl who might be mad, so Mollie strives to keep her dreams (and how often they intrude on her reality) a secret. But when her secret comes out, Mollie is sent to an asylum, though not before she and Howard are secretly engaged. It is at the asylum she discovers the dreams are echoes of her past lives. She's an immortal, if she makes a journey to claim her heritage. The problem is, if she continues down this path, she can never see Howard, the love of her life, again. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]

The royal city of Port Cressida has a new King. Casper Ashe. After spending years chained to the floor of a dungeon, haunted by visions of a beautiful woman, Casper is finally free. As Port Cressida's new King, he has two priorities: restore peace to his Kingdom and find the woman of his visions destined to become his Queen. Thanks to social media, he finds his bride, a mortal named Sophie Reece, campaigning to save her town's community centre. Sophie is having a tough time. First, she's lost her grandparents and home, and now she's about to lose her beloved community center. Just as all seems lost, a mysterious stranger comes to the rescue. Casper offers to save Sophie's precious community centre in exchange for a dinner date. Sophie is shocked that someone as handsome and charismatic as Casper is interested in her. But from the moment they meet, Sophie knows that despite Casper's good looks and charm, there is something odd about him. Will Casper be able to convince Sophie that he is the only man for her? Book 1 - Married to the Prince of Darkness Book 2 - Married to the Vampire King (You do not need to read the first book to read this book)

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.