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*

~~~ Twisted Dark, Book II ~~~ Violet has never belonged to herself. She has been under the thumb of a cruel Elder Witch named Irma since before she could remember. Spending her life as an experiment in Coven Thirteen or as a shopkeep in a dusty shop in the Emporium. Stuck looking at the world and never being allowed to experience it. Her magick bound tightly within her and a chain around her ankle, she is trapped. That all changes when a massive werewolf named, Jax, nearly destroys the shop and kidnaps her in his search of Irma. Believing that Violet can lead him to the witch who had taken his brother. Yanked away from everything she knows, she is suddenly in the world she had never been able to touch with nothing but a dangerous werewolf to rely on. Jax wants nothing but his brother but he soon sets his eyes on Violet, interest making them gleam. Stuck between trusting him, her desire, and the world that threatens to destroy them both if she falls to the northern werewolf's charm, Violet doesn't know what to do but she does know she wants freedom above everything else. However, without magick and no way to help Jax find Irma, she knows that the chain will forever remain around her ankle and she will continually be at the whims of those who hold the end of it. Be it a cruel witch or a rugged werewolf. Clink Clack Take your freedom back

BamBam was a rather poor witch. That was why she ended up banished. Too many broken rules had her banished to the outer edges of the Territory. She was stuck just on the edge between her world and that of the Werewolves. Not that she cared much, she was still bitter about the banishment to care much about anything. That all changed when she nearly crashed her old truck due to one large, hulking werewolf with a child clutching onto his pant legs. BamBam had been hesitant at first, untrusting of the werewolf named Ren but one look at the sodden child and she melted. She brought them home, cleaned them up and soon learned that her life was now at the center of a dark magick spell and a curse six hundred years in the making. Because Ren had taken a child prophesied to be the end of the curse attacking both the Territory and the Werewolves, BamBam was now stuck on the edge of a choice. Give the child back and return her status as a formidable witch and let them end the curse without a glance backwards. Or keep the child and Ren safe and away from those seeking them both and let the two species figure out their own demise. A hard choice for one creature to make but BamBam knows there is only one choice that will finally give her what she had craved for, for so long. Something or somewhere she doesn't feel out of place and alone. It is a choice that will change the course of the future. What or who will BamBam choose? Tick tock Can't stop the clock

The lone wolf doesn't survive. ~~ The moment Flint Maddock was banished from his clan, he knew it was do or die. A countdown to his death had started and nothing could stop it unless he claimed another clan for his own. Until he was recruited for his abilities as a tracker by the STAR Order, an order of supernatural creatures who exist to protect the world from the things that wish to return to when they went bump in the night. ~~ A clan claimed, the clock has stopped. ~~ Margita 'Gita' Anders was running out of time, the last of her clan had passed and she was left alone and a lone wolf never survives. She knew she needed to figure it out before that inevitable time ticked out of seconds. Sent out to scope the town of Sleepy Burrow for signs of the resurrection of the Old Traditions she is captured and believes her clock had finally run out until the STAR Order is hired to find her and bring her home. ~~ Two worlds collide, another countdown begins. ~~ Flint and Gita are thrown together in turbulent waters where they struggle to keep their heads above the surface. Flint must release his instincts before they get him killed and Gita must find somewhere or someone to call her clan before her own get her killed. Together they can either help each other heal or they will both fall into the deepness of the beast and the clock will stop.

~~~ A book of chapters written for side character of the Forgotten Series ~~~ Forget me not Though time has passed For one more second I shall not ask If our hearts once spoke true You shall not forget me As I won't you Forget me not Though the world moves on Our times were joyous Bright and long In time our barest notes will fade The delicate symphony of words The beautiful song we made Forget me not Because our times were true You loved me And I? I loved you. ~~~~~ (Companion chapters to The Forgotten Series)

[OLD] NON-CANON TO FORGOTTEN ~ Differences can tear you apart ~ Menza Aristotle knew that feeling. She's a rarity wrapped in an improbablity. A shifter and a mundane in one, of both worlds but didn't belong to either Taken from her mother to live with her father, she grew up in the cold Old Ways. She was unwanted proof that a bond does not keep one faithful and that the consequences of such an act can follow you long after you left it behind ~ Mene's rage burns bright ~ Brochan O'Neill had felt that rage right down his soul when the plague hit. His female had been terrified to lose their child and begged the goddess to spare her. Mene listened but she is fickle, so she spared the child and took her mother instead Spiraling with his grief and rage at what had been taken, he's unable to care for himself or his child too lost in the remains of his life. The Alpha acts because if he does not, both will be lost and with the little female as the only survivor to the carnage around her it cannot happen ~ A price must be paid ~ Menza's unseen until the Alpha turned his gaze onto her. She's a half-breed, she had no wolf, no ability to bond, to lose her was no loss. With her father, he takes her from her home and drops her onto the doorstep of his Master-at-Arms, an exchange of ownership without a fight. The grief stricken male now owns her Brochan knew her orders were simple. Take care of his child and to make sure he didn't kill her or himself in his grief. He felt for her, tossed into the den of a grieving wolf without warning but she was his to do with as he wished. What happened to her was of no consequence to the Alpha or her father ~ Love can be found in destruction ~ They must figure out the torn apart world they find themselves in and peace settles for a brief moment before it shatters once more. Menza must find her way home and Brochan must settle the rage in his veins or he will lose the one chance he has left before Mene burns the last of his hope completely.

Book 6 of the Forgotten Series ~ Letting go is hard. ~ Michael Davis knew that well. He spent nearly a decade locked within his wolf after the death of his mate and his daughter. The pain so sharp and searing it drove him away from his pack and his home. Locked in the dark recesses of his mind he finally started to come to terms with the loss, began rebuilding his life. He had lost it all but some how gathered the shattered pieces of his life back together. He was a Beta male, walked side by side with his brother in bond and held his chin high with pride as he watched Luka. However sorrow always seemed close by and with his goddaughter Amelia hanging in the balance they are all sent to Altia to see what can be done. ~ Are you willing to pay the price of the Old Ways? ~ Lilith had been found wandering the forests, her mind shattered into sharp pieces. Her mind had been twisted and fractured by the Old Ways that clung to the edges of society. The madness her mate gave her caused her to give her pound of flesh for the Old Ways. An Alpha Male losing his heir to the madness that he had brought to his female. She was sent to those in Altia by the kind rogues who found her. She was left to wait for someone to come and help, someone who could help her put together the shards of sanity that lingered in her gaze. ~ Mene can bring together and she can shatter. ~ In one moment, that Micheal knows he will remember forever, he finds his life tangled with Lilith's as the goddess takes her blessing and leaves a gift in return. A new bond to a mad female who quietly asks him if he will put her back in the dark with eyes that shimmer with the barest hints of sanity. He doesn't understand but he cannot change the path that the goddess has set him on, he can only ride the tides of grief that now cling to his family and his pack because when the goddess gives, she also takes and that leaves a hole nothing can truly fill. ~ Are you ready for the price you must pay? ~

~~~~~ Book Five of the Forgotten Series. ~~~~~ It is a dark path. ~~~~~ It had been the warning Lynn's mother had given her when she told her she wanted to be a white witch. The words had come softly but with a sharp edge and Lynn just assumed her mother was upset that she would not be following in the family footsteps in being a green witch. Her entire life had been filled with magic and potions and the scent of something otherworldly as her mother worked the earthy magic she had always held. However at the edges of her mind Lynn had the darkness whispering to her, promising her warmth and protection and so she sought it out. She joined a coven and found the warmth of the dark and embraced it. It felt like a part of her, as if her soul had been taken in and loved by those seeking shadows. It would have remained that way forever if not for her duties to the Hunters. ~~~~~ It will break your heart. ~~~~~ Bastian needed a witch, one who could remove his memories, so he sought out the white striped witch who lived in the middle of it all and took her. Its was a choice that will change their lives, tangling their fates together until not even the gods could sort it out. ~~~~~ Choose wisely. ~~~~~ Lynn's mother warned her that it was a dark path that would break her heart and when Lynn finds herself tied to an Alpha shifter male she comes to learn just how true that warning holds.

Life is full of ups and downs. Sorrel Lamar knows this very well. Five years ago she was happy at home with her parents, the beloved niece of a childless Alpha who had been grooming her to take his position since she first shifted. She was surrounded by incredible friends and loving family. Her twin sister, Magdalene, the most loving of them all. Then it all changed. They came in the night, a group of illegal rogues attacked the pack territory and when the pack was still reeling from the suddenness of the attack and the deaths that followed. The pack's greatest enemy struck at them viciously and without mercy until there was nothing left. Sorrel escaped with only her life intact. Everything else was simply... gone. Five years after she is now the Alpha of a territory she never asked for and is trying to put the pieces of the gutted pack together again. She is trying to bring the lost pack members together so the pack can once again be stable and have unity. It's a harsh battle to bring the pack from silence into truth but Sorrel is trying her best. She isn't sure which is more difficult though. The pack she is attempting to fix with limited knowledge. The vampire she saved three years previous. Her Beta who breaks the bones of males without provocation. Her Delta who snaps and snarls at anyone who attempts to approach him and his mate. Or the very fact of when she closed her eyes to sleep, she is bombarded with memories that are not her own and that she is always surprised to find she is still alive in the morning. That's because those haunted memories belong to someone who was killed, murdered to be exact. Sorrel doesn't know why she views these images while she sleep and she isn't sure how much longer she can take it. After all, in the memories she is forced to witness the last of her family dying over and over again and Sorrel knows one thing for certain. She can never change the past, no matter how badly she wants to save Magdalene.

Twisted Dark, Book IV ~~~ Red had left the Covens for a reason. She hadn't liked the rules and instead of being banished like BamBam had, she had taken the simpler route of simply leaving. It wasn't that she didn't love her family, she did, her twin Tiannia especially, but for someone who so enjoyed causing chaos, living on the edge of the Territories was so much more to her liking. At least in her bar, no one ever told her what to do. However that all starts to change with a fateful visit from her mother asking her to do a simple task and she find herself embroiled in more chaos than she would like while she had to end a feud that had been born within the blood of her family. Something she wants nothing to do with but several lives life hang in the balance while a werewolf threatens her own. With a choice being made to ensure her own survival, twisting her sister's own instincts against her, Red has a rather unforgettable fling with the werewolf who threatened to kill her, that leaves her craving more. As the werewolf states that she will be her breeder, Red leaves the werewolf territory to head back to her bar, cursing her own foolish actions in letting the domineering werewolf take control of her chaos. Escaping back to her bar where she can control the chaos of her life, the werewolf follows her home and starts to insert himself into her life. Red hates people interfering with her life more than anything else and the two clash tempers as the fire that had been ignited between them burns hotter and hotter. But when the werewolf starts to fall ill the longer he stays, Red knows she has to make a decision. Fall into fires that threaten to burn them both or that will weld them together so tightly there will be nothing able to tear them apart or let him die. Bang bang Let chaos reign