Kit, a young brunette with a wretched father and horrible past. She somehow manages to wrap the most powerful man to exist around her little finger, the infamous Declan. Just not in the way you think. Fate has a way of pairing the weakest with strongest, complete opposites, and he will never let her go once he finds her. How far will he go to keep them together? How far will he go to keep her safe? Sample paragraph: "Declan?" I say trying to speak normally, but it comes out as a whisper. The large beast gives a low grunt causing me to flinch back a bit, he whimpers then circles around me before laying next to me on our bed. The thunderous noise starts up again, a noise which I now recognise as thunder, and he shoots back up again growling at the roof. I grimace at the sound a bit. Rodney used to make me sleep outside during the storms, but I don't think Declan would do that to me. Now I can ignore the fear I feel every time it strikes. Declan whines lowly, but this time, he is looking at me. I know he is upset that I'm scared of the thunder. I scoot myself up so that I'm propped up on the bed.

"I could trace the curve of his face with the glance of my eyes. An elongated nose, with a wide base making a staple on his unique face, and his coarse curls gathered together in a flock, falling over his forehead with the tilt of his head. Eyelids hid the depth and tiredness that his brown eyes had, and lengthy eyelashes brushed his cheeks. I could feel him, the string attached to my soul, connecting me to his." ________ Deviant follows Lydia Claire Kelley, a quirky and independent woman who sets out for an adventure on the west coast of Washington, nearly 3,000 miles from her quiet hometown in North Carolina where she meets Forrest Thatcher, a troubled man searching for the one to make his half whole.

Isabelle Montgomery isn't too pleased when her mother and her new step dad, Steve, decide to move to his hometown, Lykos Falls, a dainty little town God knows where in Washington. But Lykos Falls isn't what she expected it to be. This town has a secret, one they're to willing to share with her; the whole town's population consists of werewolves (except for the occasional human mate). And she just happens to be their Alpha's mate.

Ruthless. Cold. Detached. Powerful. Fearless. Dominant. Everything you call Armanno Demman. He's the alpha of the most feared pack in the U.S. With a brutal past and a not so great future, he's not who he was three years ago. Lillian Black is the shy but nerdy type girl. Human also. Or a least that's what she thinks of herself. Her parents are the alphas of their pack and she is the first born. The next natural leader of the pack. But she hasn't shifted. Armanno raids Lillian's pack and they both find something they thought they'd never have. A mate.

Alone, forgotten, and cold hearted. Eric is the alpha of a forgotten territory, him and his land cursed. He watches as his land dies off, his pack becoming sick, and he himself asking about his own sanity. He cursed the moon goddess. Because of her he became like this, a true monster. Now left to rot as his days drag on, waiting for the moon goddess to return and give him back what she had taken. His ill thinking of the mood goddess increases tenfold as she placed an innocent she wolf into his clutches. ---------------------------------------------------------------------

"Did she mean a lot to you, Eero? Did the visha toxin running through her veins make your blood boil just like hers?" He snarled at Eero. Eero remained silent, walking slowly closer to her killer. Silas laughed, "She called your name, begging for you to save her. Where were you?" Eero clenched his fists, he could feel the anger wanting to take over. His feral side rising to the surface. It knew just as he did that Silas would see his end right here. Right now. "What was her name, again? Parton? Penelope?" The golden eyes sparkled sinisterly. He lazily reached for his sword, a smirk playing on his lips. Eero stopped just out of arms length from Silas. His blue eyes flashed as another fiery boulder was launched. Runes started to form on his skin, stark against the pale of his flesh. His fingers elongated into claws and his build grew in height. Inky blackness started to flow from his form in deadly tendrils. Silas sat in quiet shock at the creature before him. He had heard the rumors of Eero's true form, and knew it was horrific enough to make Eero fall the first time around considering he was the one to send the witch to cast her curse. But he hadn't realized just how terrifying Eero's beastly side was. Another catapult sent a fiery boulder, casting light into the darkening throne room. The light revealed the pointy teeth sitting in Eero's snarling mouth. Silas swallowed the lump in his throat. He should have known. He should have known that this creature, the creation of his own actions, would come back for him. "Her name," the words came out like gravel from the looming beast, causing a shiver to run along Silas' spine, "was Payton."

She became a wicked monster's obsession. He was whispered to be the most cruel of them all. Cursed to roam the world without a soulmate, his insanity overtook and he was imprisoned deep into the earth to protect humankind from his savagery. After countless decades, the beast was finally awoken from his slumber. A drop of her blood was all it took for him to tear from his chains. His little human mate. He had never believed he would be graced with such a precious gift by the gods. But now that he laid eyes on her, nothing was going to stop him from claiming what was his. Not even her. #17 Vampire on 11/12/2017 #6 Vampire on 02/02/2018 #Featured Wattpad Story Historical Supernatural Romance

For once, gran didn't look so good. That ever present spark in her eyes was... not there. Even her lips looked pale. "Gran, are you OK?" She lifted her head from the pillow and looked at me. Never had I seen her look in so much pain like this, like she was haunted. "No, I'm not. I'm so sorry. I never meant to... I never meant for... I would have never have done it if I had known I would raise something from Hell itself!" A cold ran throughout me, my blood felt like it stopped flowing. "I'm sorry, dear. But I was the one who raised the vampire and I think it wants to kill you!" An unreal feeling went down my spine. Wasn't this a dream? Wasn't this going to end soon? Then like a static storm, the sparks rose up again. The same ones only I seemed to be able to feel and I knew then that he was in the room, that he'd been in the room before we had. "My dear Sally, I fear you've misunderstood. It pains me that you would think I would hurt a family member of yours after you saved me, let alone kill the woman I plan on spending the rest of my eternal life with". "First and foremost! I love this story! I love the quirky attitude and personality of the females in this book, especially Grandma. It's bloody Fantastic." - Soullessliving review.

[SLOW UPDATES] "That's what I'm best at--running. I will always run." I spat. But the beating of my heart elevated painfully in my chest when he came closer and smiled. "And I will always chase you, Raven." ➳ | ➳ In which Raven Wilde tells the story of the man she escaped from, who claimed to be her guardian angel. Paranormal #44

Story completely independent of 'Her Cursed Monster' She was a demon's sacrifice, but to him she became more. Born with a limp and stuck in the orphanage, Elyse is more than acquainted with the fact that life is challenging. Her tormentors seem determined to never let her forget that. However, after a demon summoning gone wrong, a dark presence enters the life of the orphanage. A dark presence intent on haunting Elyse and making her his. Azrael was disturbed from his realm. Great was his surprise and joy when the sight that greets him on his summoning was that of his human mate. Now he just has to persuade his timid Mistress to accept him. Even if he has to haunt her. #77 in Paranormal on 03/12/2017 #15 in Paranormal on 01/05/2018 #4 in Paranormal on 13/07/2018