An Abnormality. That is what Nicolette is. A monster that has to be kept hidden from the world. A witch. A vampire. A werewolf. All in one person. Such power in such a small form. Nicolette never thought she had a chance of a mate. Her wolf never bugged her about it for 683 years and she never bothered looking. She stays hidden. Never wanting to be found. The Real Monster. The Mighty Alpha King. Malcom. He's never needed a mate to satisfy his needs after 728 years. So why look for one. What happens when they stubble upon each other on accident. Will it be like every love story? --- "Who do the hell do you think you are," he growled at me. I let out a small chuckle, "you don't want to know." --- Top Ranks #1 Werewolf #1 Vampire #1 Witch #1 Wolves

Silverstone Academy isn't your average college campus. It's a battlefield. Survival of the fittest. Where hormones, scents, and dominance linger within the halls. A place where Alphas, Betas, and Omegas come to find their mates, all the while getting their education and finding their place in the hierarchy. But keeping a secret in a place like this is harder than it looks. Logan Haveard has two secrets, and both could end in expulsion. One, she's pretending to be a guy. Not by choice but by her father. And two, she's a Theta. It's a rare class that's only heard of in the history books. Thetas don't get heats often like omegas, nor do they scent, so to everyone, she's a beta, but the swirl marking on her abdomen says otherwise. As she struggles to keep both of her identities hidden, and the power that seems to grow inside her a secret, she seemed to have caught the attention of Daniel Oliver, an Omega, who's mated to the six most powerful Alphas in society. What could possibly go wrong? *** Why Choose? Reverse harem Slowburn

"Such horrible manners, and in the presence of his greatness" I heard someone say. I was mad between being captures, threatened, drugged and manhandled I had about enough. "I don't give a fuck that I am in the presence of his greatness these guards are brutes" I yell. An eerie hush fell over the room as all the hair on my arms started to raise. "Bring it to me!" a deep calm voice commanded.

Saela has spent five years alone, running from alphas, from her past, from a fate she swore she'd spit in the gods' faces rather than accept. Then came him. Liorel Dren. The Alpha who didn't try to dominate her. Who waited. Who protected her with silence, devotion... and fists when needed. But a bond doesn't vanish just because you refuse to feel it. And when desire hits, it hits like a fucking storm. Strawberries. Warm caramel. And a whisper of vanilla. That's how his omega smells. And Liorel is ready to burn the world for a single taste.

"I'd stop looking at him if I was you Tesoro" Matteo growls, stepping in front of me, successfully blocking my view of the male. "I'm a jealous man. I don't share what is mine!" He pulls me into his body, one arm wrapping around my lower back while the other grabs my chin making me look up at his stunningly serious face. "We don't like to share!" Enzo whispers in my ear, coming up behind me on the left, his body heat setting me on fire. "I. Am. Not. Yours!" I shout, my temper spiking at their close proximity. I cannot think when they are this close. "Am I fuck getting on that plane!" A deep chuckling laugh comes from my right, squashing my body between the three of them, caging me in. My breath hitches in my throat, as Angelo fists my hair, tipping my head back slightly so that I can see the smirk that is on his face. "Bellezza... What makes you think you have a choice?" -------- If I had known what walking into the bank that cold Tuesday morning would have done to my life, I probably would have stayed in bed. If I had known that I was going to be kidnapped by not just one man but three, claiming me to be their 'mate' I would have ran screaming. If I had known the life that I was walking into was definitely not going to be mondain and boring like my old one, I probably would have still tried to stay away. But instead I have been stolen away from my home, everyone that I know and love and being forced to go on the run with these three monsters.

Ashton Miller was the richest, most powerful and sexiest man alive. Being a multimillionaire, he had everything he could have ever wanted; girls, cars, and so much money he didn't know what to do with. As the biggest playboy in New York, Ashton jumps from girl to girl breaking their hearts as he went along. He didn't care about anything other than his company and himself. Layla Kingston. Layla was NOT rich, actually Layla was basically broke. She worked as a waitress. She didn't have guys all over her, in fact she's only had one boyfriend and that didn't turn out well. Layla didn't have it all, in fact she's had a very hard life, and just when she thinks her life is finally starting to turn over it turns out way different than she thought. A story about two wounded polar opposites crossing paths. ****************************************************************************************************** Warning! There is some swearing and 1-2 dirty scenes so if you don't like that or are too young I'm not responsible :) Thank you @babedirectionerxx for helping me edit!! Highest Rank: # 1