Bound by fate to a powerful alien king, a strong-willed human woman must navigate desire, danger, and destiny-discovering that the heart she resists may be the one thing worth surrendering ~ She was human. He was a king from another world. And fate has bound them together. Claimed against her will, she must navigate a world of alien power, forbidden desire, and a bond that won't be denied. Can she resist the king who ignites her heart-or will surrendering to him be the only way to survive? Highest Rankings: #44 in Fiction #284 in Love. #269 in Mates

I have nothing left to give up. At least that's what I thought until she walked into my life. I never thought I'd find my mate, not after this long, and I sure as hell never expected to fall so hard. But suddenly, I have everything to lose. Not all that long ago the wolves were on the verge of extinction and now the balance of peace and destruction lies in my hands. It's either her, or go to war, and the decision isn't an easy one to make. The Fae king wants blood, more importantly, my blood. I'm not afraid of him, or even dying for that matter, but if I revel my secret, lives are sure to be lost. The Fae king will stop at nothing to destroy me, but that's if I don't destroy myself first. *Warning: Contains some strong language and mature scenes*

Ziara Ale, a normal teenage girl, well as normal as Ziara could get. She's short, clever, and curvy. If there is one thing to know about Ziara it's that she knows of the existence of werewolves. Little did she know that her acknowledgement of werewolves would change her life forever. Theodulus Isbrand, The Alpha King, the one and only. He's mean, ruthless, and handsome. He's lived been living for 2315 years without a mate. He gave up on finding a mate a long time ago. That caused his heart to grow hard, cold, and ruthless. What happens when he finds out that Ziara is his long awaited mate?

#1 in the Kingdom series Sneak peak - Xavier growled possessively, walking towards me like the predator that he truly was. Staring into the endless pools of his eyes, I saw as raw, primitive need took over every ounce of him and all it did was turn me on more.