Brittany is a typical girl in a small town call mystic falls. Mystic falls have its dark secrets that nobody know about. Until Brittany comes along and find a man who is sexy in every ways. His name Micah. Micah is a bad boy who just move from the mountains. He have his bad moments and good moments. But Micah have a secret that only his friends knows.

Ace is the rogue of the century, only at age 18, killing over a thousand pack members- only in the United States. Who knows how many outside of the US. Past that, one day he gets captured by ten Alphas and thrown into the highest security prison. Lillian is 14 when this occurs, before that her family was very protective of her, now they don't care what she does. Anyways, four years later, one day at school she has a field trip to the highest security prison, that Ace is being held in. A ten page permission slip had to be signed to go and her parents agreed for her to go. Warning: It's mature for a reason, and not only for sex. Rewritten version only profile. #1 in Werewolf July 9, 2019

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

"Mine. You are meant to be mine. Moon Goddess destined for us to rule together. And you can't do a fucking thing about it." After being put through abuse for the most of her life, Ember Harper found her way to escape one day. With nowhere to go, she wandered through thick unknown woods, hoping that she would find some kind of civilisation. And with no doubt, she did. She found herself in Luna Nera Pack territory. in horror, she was taken to Brutus Lycian. The Alpha of the horribly large pack. Is Ember going to escape again or accept new lifestyle? Read to find out...

Most people say rejection is the worst thing that could happen to a person, especially when it involves your fated mate. You become a shell of person you once were. Alpha Xavier and I have known each other since we were kids, we were always there for each and slowly I fell in love with my best friend. I was there when he told me he loved my twin sister I stood by and let him be happy, until that one fateful night when we found out we were mates and he rejected me and choose my twin. From that day forward nothing was the same. I watched them be happy together while I was slowly breaking and then I finally choose myself and left without a word to anyone. Eight years later the unthinkable happened. I am found and I am required to return to my pack because my twin sister died, Alpha Xavier chosen mate.

"I don't want you either." I murmur, knowing he'd hear me. He did, and his body tensed, his hands balling at his sides. Of course, I was lying and of course I felt the same feeling in my chest like a knife stabbing at my heart. I knew, Dakoda knew, that somewhere in there, I would and will always want him, but I refuse to be broken over him. ¿*? In the world of werepeople, there is one thing -- the main thing -- that every girl dreams to have, a man to cherish her -- a mate. And the worst thing that can happen in this world, is getting rejected by the one person who should love you forever. And when you've never had anything close to affection in your life, getting rejected is ten times worse.

"I'm a monster." "Just because that's what you believe, doesn't mean it's true." Eleanor whispered, her voice trembling along with the rest of her body. His eyes darkened as she took a step back. The contradiction proving the wrong in her words. He laughed darkly, her movements didn't go unnoticed, she knew they wouldn't, his observant eyes were always analyzing her, he knew her body and he knew her. Maybe even better than she knew herself. "I just killed 3 people right in front of your own-" he stopped, only to trace his finger over her closed eyes. "-innocent eyes, and you tell me I'm not a monster?" "I'm a beast Eleanor, and you know it." he took a threatening step forward, trapping her between the wall and his body. His muscles flexed as he lifted his arms, placing them on either side of her face. "Zan-" "I am ruthless tesora," his hot breath fanned over her exposed neck. She held in a moan that was daring to escape. "but somehow you fail to see that." "I am no angel, Eleanor. Hence I wouldn't be surprised if Satan chose me as his right-hand." he hissed angrily, a traitor tear rolled down her cheek as fear struck her. "I had given up on love for a long time, and then you decided to stumble into my life, ruining your own in the proces." He growled. "And now I can't let you go." He drew in a deep breath before crashing his soft lips onto hers. Sealing her fate along with his own. Make sure to check out the trailer!

He was mysterious, unreadable, cold and expressionless. Something about him drew her to him and it interest her. Perhaps it interest her a little bit too much until.... "I will rip that pretty little face of yours off and eat it. NOW LEAVE ME ALONE!!" ( PLEASEEE I DONT EVEN LIKE HOW THIS STORY WAS EXECUTED OUT!! 😕 Mature, Psychotic and down right nasty content. Sorry for messups. )

"No." I stated. "They don't exist." His emerald eyes pierced into my soul, they seemed to be dissecting me. He had his arms wrapped around my waist, each passing second his grip was getting tighter and tighter. He started to lean in, closing the gap between us. His eyes never hesitating from my lips. He inched closer and closer until I could feel his minty breath now fanning out on my face. He licked his lips before looking into my own eyes again, and with a smirk he swooped his head down. I prepared for the kiss but it never came, he came in and swiped his head to the side. Rubbing his cheek with my own, the soft stubble scratching my skin and sending shockwaves down my spine as he moved to my ear. "You claim you don't believe in soulmates but, you so clearly feel the pull." #1 in love 12/5/2018 #1 in human 12/28/2018 #1 in comedy 1/17/2019 #1 in young adult 4/8/2019 #1 in cold 4/16/2019

*A/N* This story is being remade onto my new account, volpinawrites! The new name is |Siren for Luna|! It has the same basic plot line with a lot of changes; I'm hoping I can show you guys my new writing style, and hopefully wow you all with an improved version! SO GO HEAD AND FOLLOW THE NEW STORY! "Aleks, this wasn't the deal! YOU said that I would be safe here, anonymous. You never mentioned me being the fucking Luna!" I screamed at my best friend, ready to smack him. Before I could, a chilling voice interrupted me. "Mena, why won't you accept me as your mate? Why don't you want me?" That voice forced me to look into Alpha Lorcan's deep olive green eyes. Just seeing the pain in them made my stomach churn. But that pain didn't stop me from saying, "I ran AWAY to be free, not to be trapped. I don't want or need you-" His animalistic growl cut me off. Damn it; why did it HAVE to be a damn werewolf? ~~~~~~~~~~ Ximena Montoya was the daughter of a famous Cuban Mafia boss in New York. She grew up knowing how to shoot a gun and how to interrogate victims. Unfortunately, nothing could prepare her for her father's fall from power. With the whole underground crime world after her, "Mena" is taken to a pack posing as her friend's mate...only to find out that she's already taken by the dark Irish Alpha.