Raven Dorin is a low class blacksmith trying to make ends meet in her little village. Only the brave and stupid live in this tiny village located on the border between the human lands and the Demon Kingdom. It's been centuries since anyone has seen a demon, but no one dares go across the border to see if they still live. Until the moon turns red and the village chooses her as it's sacrifice. Azia, King of the Demons, has walked the land for centuries seeing many changes, both good and bad, take place. When the moon turns red, as part of a treaty created with his father and human Kings centuries ago, he goes to gather the women dropped off at the border. What he didn't expect was to find his mate. Will she accept him or reject him?

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

**Former Wattpad Featured Story** He lifted his eyes to me and I was instantly captivated. He was sheer beauty in his black, hooded cloak. Was he real or just my imagination? It didn't matter. I had to know the mysterious man shrouded all in darkness...

Kate Bassett is no longer just an ordinary high school senior. Her world changed instantly the second she took the hand of a handsome young man wearing a black cloak. Family legends and well kept secrets have transformed her reality and now, the cemetery that was once her escape is now the battleground for the man she loves.

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

Gwen's just waiting in disgust for the day she'll get bought by a vampire. The day she'll get a master of her own like all the other humans who have been sold. ~ The Pet Shop is founded and run by vampires, who take whoever person - human - they want from their homes to sell. Unfortunately Gwen was one of them at the early age of 15. Three years later she still hasn't been bought. ~ So the question is; Will he be a good one or a bad one?

The Enforcers are up against a formidable foe who has more planned than just the elimination of some wolves. The whole supernatural and natural world is in jeopardy if they don't find a way to get rid of him and his followers. All the old characters are here along with some new ones. (Sequel to The Hunted) Excerpt: "Lex, I think you should just sit down." Gideon says to me in an almost plea. I look to him and then back to Victor who is clearly doing everything he can to contain his anger at the moment. I clench my teeth together and I do the dumbest thing I probably should have in that moment, "You can all go to hell." I say through gritted teeth. I have a problem with anger okay? It couldn't just back down to these he-man wannabe's after all the BS that they had put me through. My eyes widened as Victor let out a fierce roar and then before my eyes he went from man to beast. It happened so quickly that no one even had a moment to respond to it. He was charging at me from across the room and I was standing frozen with wide eyes as he came at me. The wolf collided with me full force and my body slammed into the ground with a sickeningly loud crack. I felt all my bones snapping and rattling together as I hit the ground. The wolf caged me underneath himself his big sharp teeth snarling inches from my face. I blinked a couple time as I stared into those glowing blue eyes and I felt my heart beating in ears. This was it, I was going to be killed because I couldn't keep my stupid mouth shut and just do what I had been told.

They call them enforcers-They are the ones that come in and clean up when laws have been broken. They are the most feared and strongest of us. They were the ones who couldn't live peacefully in the packs so they decided to make use of them. Soliditary wolves with alpha personalities. I am not like them. I'm worse. I'm a considered a rogue. Something that must be hunted down an exterminated. I'm not a bad person and I've never hurt anyone in my life but my wolf, I can't control her when I shift. We saw something when we were young. My whole pack was slaughter before our eyes and now my wolf is like a wounded animal she lashes out at times unable to tell between friend and foes. A uncontrollable wolf is dangerous in a pack. That is why I chose to live as a rogue, hiding from the werewolf committee and their laws. Luckily I've learned to blend in very well but when I end up in the wrong place at the wrong time my peaceful life quickly comes to an end. Now I'm the prisoner of the enforcers who should have killed me. Why haven't they killed me? Well because by some cruel trick my mate turned out to be their leader. Now I'm stuck with someone who isn't sure if he should kill me or if he should take me to his bed. Don't I get a say in any of this? How could this possibly get any worse... Cover by @PANANABELS

With a steady breath, I focused on all my obstacles. Fallen trees, big dead branches, roots sticking up, everything I could see. Suddenly, from behind me, shuffling was heard and an amazing smell caught my attention and as much as I want to turn around and continue taking in the intoxicating scent, I had to get ready for the run. Crouching down, I counted down to myself. I breathed in. "Five." And out. "Four." And in. "Three." Out. "Two." In. Then I sprinted off, "One." Leena Rykal is a seventeen year old senior in high school who keeps to herself, but backfires when poked. She lives with her grandparents after the separation of her parents. A big secret was hidden from her for years and when she found out what it was, she accepts it since her life has been a "reck" from the beginning. But little did she know, what came with the secret was bigger than she could ever imagine. Florence Dante Willows is a devilishly handsome a hundred and twenty seven year old werewolf King, standing at five feet eight inches with godlike protruding muscles from his backside to his front. He's been waiting to find his mate and when he does, things go more rough than he thought.