I used to be someone else. Someone who laughed, who cared, who believed in things like redemption. That version of me feels like a ghost now, fading into the noise of this city, drowned out by the choices I made and the ones forced upon me. If you asked, I wouldn't know how to explain it. The moment it all changed. Th...
(y/n) is reborn in the world of who made me a princess. Hello, this is my first fanfic. I am sorry if the plot is kinda cliche. English isn't my first language so I am sorry about the grammar and spelling mistakes.
After being kidnapped by a group of vengeful werewolves, Emira finds herself in one hell of a situation. Her true soul mate is a Cardinal Alpha who is hell-bent on keeping her. And, to make matters worse, she only has 6 moon cycles to be 'marked, mated, and pupped'. What does that even mean? . . . Snippet : "It has t...
"I am Cahira, keeper of the Dragon's fire and I bow for no one" Cahira an orphan ousted by a village who was afraid by a power she could not control. Isolated in a dense forest, unwittingly protecting the village that casted her out, treated no better then a feral watchdog. At least until, a wounded goblin comes bari...
"You are mine," He murmured across my skin. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed the mark he gave me. I shuddered as he lightly nipped it. "Danny, you are mine and only mine, you understand?" Daniella Saunders had a pretty rough life. After being heartbroken and betrayed by both her father and her boyfriend, Danny mo...
Maia Royale's haven is Half-Moon Academy even though she is from an unwelcome pack seeking refuge in enemy territory. She is accepted to study in Moon Territory and loves her new life away from her home town in Cave City. Everything is fine, until her old pack crosses the border and pulls Maia into an order set for ex...
When a female is corned by four honry Dragon males, things can get a little frisky.
There was always something so fascinating about the dragon statue guarding the castle gates. Something that intrigued and drew in every person's attention. The grey stone had intricate details on the scales, winding up high into the air and towering over the huge gates. A face of rage etched through the furious eyes a...