He was Stone Cold.. literally. Frozen in time for centuries, A vampire awaiting his beloved to set him free. History always fascinated her. But she had no idea that it wasn't history that tugged her towards itself. It was the one who lived in the history. A cursed vampire lord turned to stone, A human girl born to lift his curse. Read more to find out how their story unfolds. (It's my first story. Please go easy on me ❤) ~I don't own the picture used in the cover.~

20 years after Carl attacked Gray and her family, friends and mate! They're back but this time it's Darren's turn to tell a story 19 years old, found out the girl he longed to be his mate wasn't, found out she was cheating. All on the day of his birthday. So what do people do when their pissed? Go get drunk. Perfect excuse, it's his birthday. Night out town and a smell so beautiful to follow a beautiful red headed beauty in his sight. All isn't as it seems though is it? Of course not. It never is in a story. *Violence, bad language possible inappropriate scenes*

Out with the old, in with the new... After sorting out their issues, the story of Vincent Milano and Cheyenne Copeland continues four years later when a provocative new arrival causes problems in their relationship. - - - "Come on, Cheyenne, you know he can't touch you like I can," he growled in my ear before he grazed his knuckles along my side. I fidgeted as his strong arm kept me locked tightly against him. I couldn't move without him allowing me to. "Grandpa's lost his touch," he snickered at his own comment, "but I haven't." I could hear the smirk in his voice as he invaded my panties and tortured me with his digits. I tried to fight the noises that came out of me, but my body betrayed me. (The Sequel to The Older Man) (This story is not edited yet. There will be typos and errors.)

Neal stepped forward, he reached out a hand, tracing every inch of bare skin. My body flamed with his touch. He placed one hand over my heart. It pounded in my chest like it was trying to burst free into Neal's intense, sensual touch. It knew exactly where we belonged, right there with Neal. "Cynthia, there was never any choice, it was always you." He closed the last bit of space that remained between us, our lips pressed together, mouths mingling. His tongue slide inside mine, exploring while I explored his. With one swift motion, Neal brought us together until it was impossible to tell where I ended and Neal began. I moaned into his mouth, my nails diffing into the back of his shoulders. My stomach flipped and a need started to grow deep inside me. ************************************************************************************ Cynthia has never been one with her pack. Her maternal bloodline had been long-standing Beta's in the Oak Creek pack until her mother made a near fatal error, falling in love with a man from the outside. Cynthia knew nothing of her father, she didn't even know what he looked like. All pictures had been destroyed, and so had he. She wanted nothing more than to leave, but she stayed for her mother who stayed for goddess knows what reason. That wasn't the only reason Cynthia was ostracized by her pack though, it was because unlike anyone else, Cynthia's goddess given wolf abilities had never manifested fully like they were supposed to. Instead, her father's abilities ran through her veins, overpowering the animal inside. But what happens when Cynthia discovers that there is enough wolf in her to grant her that same connection werewolves seek? What happens when she discovers there's a mate out there for her too, and that it just so happens to be the Alpha's son?

SEQUEL TO:- "THE BETA'S UNWANTED MATE CANNOT be read as a stand alone. You have to have read THE BETA'S UNWANTED MATE including chapters 2.00, 2.01, 2.03 and 2.04 (that are within the same book). --- "I can't believe you could do this to me," he said, shaking his head, his eyes filled with so many emotions that made my heart squeeze with pain and agony. "How could you..." he whispered, "After all those years I looked for my mate. After all those years I fought with the world for you..." His eyes were filling up with tears and by this point, I was in so much of pain that someone could claw my heart out of my chest, and I won't feel it. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to..." I pleaded, my voice showing my desperation and my actions expressing how sorry I was. "You're not sorry. You probably still don't believe me," he said, shaking his head, looking away from me. "I trust you." I said, softly. Moving towards him. "But you're still with her too." He said, his voice turning dark and bitter. "You can't have it both way, Rosalita. It's either her or me." "But-" I started, but he cut me off. "No." He said, "I don't want any excuses." "She lies to you, Rosalita. Don't you see? She used you. She played with your feelings." He said, provoking me, in a loud voice. A chill ran down my spine and a bitter feeling filled my heart as I heard his words. I didn't need a reminder. "She's still my friend though." I said, sounding weak to my own ears. But I couldn't leave her. Especially not at this point. He sighed, tired of me. "Look, I don't know what to say, I don't know what to do if you have decided to act blind like this. I didn't want to do this ..but now I'll have to," he looked at me in my eyes with an icy expression. "Do you want me to forgive you?" He asked. "Of course." I answered, in a heartbeat. "Alright, then prove me that you are with me and not with her anymore. Kill my biggest enemy Olivia Hart for me."

"If you misbehave in public once, I'll spank you lightly. But do it again and I'll take you to the bathroom, understand?" ---- We started out as friends who liked each other, but when it came to dating... Things got intimate. We both liked being called one word specifically: I liked being called Baby Girl, and he liked being called Daddy. Kinky? Yes, I know. But it just seemed to work out for us. But we had one problem. Baby Girl didn't always wanna listen to Daddy... -------------------------------------------------- This story contains Mature Content. In order to read some of the chapters, you'll have to follow me.

***This is an R-rated story, there are sexual situations and if you are not comfortable with that please proceed with caution.*** Life has made a turn for the worst. My Dad died, my brother is Beta of our pack and I am being shipped off to Cali to meet the new Alpha and witness my father's funeral. And possibly make a few new changes along the way. Here's my story of how I went from Beta's Daughter to Beta's Sister to Alpha's Mate . . .

Sequel to The Female Warrior and The Alpha!!! +++ Maya Hunter, Alpha of The New Dawn Pack, is responsible for upholding the empire her powerful parents have built in the past two decades. Gaining an impressive reputation for already surpassing her mother as the most powerful female Alpha in history, she has the respect of dominant leaders. Excluding Lucio Silvestro, Alpha of The BloodRose Clan, known for his authoritarian leadership, who despises The New Dawn Pack for unknown reasons. Having immense pride in her pack and leadership, she dislikes him for looking down at her empire. In terms of having the largest territory, most money and influence in the world, Maya's pack was second to his. Her parents, Theo and Elisia Hunter, have worked hard to establish a relationship with them. However, it wasn't until recently that The BloodRose Clan reciprocated the same interest. Numerous packs around the world have teamed up together to bring down the world's most powerful empires, the Hunter's Empire and the Silvestro's Empire. Putting aside their feelings, both empires decide to temporarily work together to eradicate their common enemies. To Maya and Lucio's shock and horror, they find out that they are destined soulmates. The more time they spend together, they slowly start to realise that they share the same unknown secret...

Ariel is a girl who was unnoticed by everyone. At home she was a punching bag for her father, and sometimes for his pleasure. Ever since her mother died, her father(Bruce) began abusing her in many different ways. At school, she was the loner freak that nobody cared for. One day, on her 17th birthday, she finds her mate, Alpha Cole. Cole is the alpha of the Red Forest Pack, he is the popular boy at school, he had girls swarming all over him but all he wanted was his mate. Finally, on his 17th birthday, he finds his mate, Ariel. He doesn't know about all the abuse at her home and tries to get her to warm up to him. He already loves Ariel, but she is afraid of him and everyone else. They will both face heartache, pain, and love. Along the way, they will face jealous girls and boys and dangerous forces against them. Not to mention Ariel's father trying to get back what "belongs" to him.

THIS IS A SEQUEL TO HE'S MY MATE I feel the cold stones pressed to my back, seeping through the piece of fabric I have on to cover my body, the concrete below just as cold. This room, wherever it is, is kept low, low enough to bring my body temperature down. I haven't been able to access my wolf since I had been drugged when they got me. I don't know who they are, some monsters that have kept me prisoner. I don't even know how long I've been here. I tried counting the days, but when there are no windows, barely any lights, and when you keep getting knocked out by drugs, it makes it impossible to guess. I feel the deep pit of despair coming back to swallow me whole. The mood swings I keep going through, they must be a side effect of whatever it is they're giving me. There's no way out of this, there's no way Alarik will find me, and there's no way I can break free. I give up pulling on the shackles that bind my wrists, the skin there rubbed raw and scabbing from all the times I've tried to pull them loose. Even if I had my wolf strength, they're made of silver. There's no way I'm getting out of them, not unless someone unlocks them with a key. *************** Following Allison's disappearance, Alarik has been on edge. He's seached the entire pack, looked every possible place near their lands and hasn't found a single piece of evidence that leads to her, and what's worse is he can't link to her. Something's shut off the access of her to him, and there are very, very few ways that could happen, and one of them is death. Alarik refuses to give up hope that his mate is still alive and while he wants to blame Hazel, the very demon who said she wouldn't stop until she was with Alarik, one witness actually saw what happened, and it wasn't a woman that had taken his mate. Alarik is racing against time. Time that if it runs out, he must marry the very woman he despises, and the time that's slowly ticking to find Allison alive. Cover by @_fangirling