Madison Walcott: She's a twenty two year old werewolf with a dark past she'd rather forget. Trying to move on with her life and make the most of it. Being head warrior and Beta of the pack she grew up in is a way for her to forget her past and move forward, but can you ever really escape your past? Alpha Xander Valiante: At the age of twenty five he is the Alpha of the biggest pack in the werewolf world. He is known to be a cruel man with no humanity left. Maddison has a past she would rather forget and Xavier has secrets that could destroy the supernatural world. They both have secrets in their closet and they're about to find out a few secrets that will change not only their lives, but the supernatural world as they know it... Forever. WARNING⚠️ ⚠️⚠️ 18+ ONLY ~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Date started: 25 July 2017 Date completed: 14 October 2019 Editing started: 06 August 2021 Note: I don't own any of the media but this book is completely mine and copying any ideas will be viewed as plagiarism. Copyright © 2019 Created by SkittlesNdRainbows All rights reserved

RANKED #152 IN ACTION #7 IN SUPERNATURAL "Shift" The Alpha says in an authoritative voice once he shifted back to his human form. His perfectly sculpted tan body in clear view. The wolves got closer as a person whom I recognized came out of the trees bringing a bag of clothes to the Alpha. It was Jacob. He looked at me with a worried look "I told you to shift!" The Alpha says once again I want my mate Storm growls at me, my heart began to race once again. I took another look down at the water. It was a far fall but I could do it "Don't you dare jump" The Alpha growls catching on to what I was thinking. I knew that I would be in a hell of a lot of trouble for not obeying. Well... Probably not. Jacob looked at me with pleading eyes once I took another step back off the cliff causing me to fall _________________________________________ Horrendous past Internal struggles Haunted memories The best in the agency Will Bexley Valentina be able to make it through it all when she discovers the Alpha King is her mate? After all, thousands of wolves want her dead. But one just wants his Queen, and he'll stop at nothing to get her

She doesn't know why bad feels so good... What seems like out of nowhere, Hope Zigler's life has transformed: the normal Georgia life of an aspiring singer and student is now turned upside down when she moves away with her dad to Cherry California, and California is truly bizarre. Suddenly she's a misfit in a town of rich snobs and cruel teens. After almost being killed at a rock concert, she's dying to find out more about the guy who saved her...is he trouble? Is she in over her head? Slade Andrews, the tattooed bad boy and lead singer of the Evil Kings of Ink, is haunted by his past. When Hope moves to town, Slade is strangely drawn to her and determined to prove he is not the guy the town paints him to be. In a town full of lies, one secret could change everything.

Twenty years later, it's time for an heir to take the throne and time for a new ruler to lead the wolves. It is time for a new beginning. It is time for a new King and Queen to rise. _____________________________________ They said I wasn't ready. They said I wasn't smart nor strong enough to lead as Queen. The weight of our world was on my shoulders and it was slowly killing me. I was hated before I had even begun. What I didn't know was what the future held: a mate. A king to rule beside me. Little did I know that mate would be the most feared man to walk our grounds. They feared him and now they will fear us. I am the Queen and he is my king: The Lycan. And together, we will rule.

I was eating my favourite- sticky chicken wings, when I heard a fierce possessive growl. I thought it was my stomach, possessive over the food, but it wasn't. I knew it wasn't because I heard "you're mine chicken" now at first I was going to shout at him for wanting to steal my chicken but I realise, he was talking to me. I was looking into the eyes of my mate with a piece of chicken in my mouth, how embarrassing. I'm Lainey knight, daughter of Damien and Angel Knight; King and queen of demons. My mate is Izaiha Luciano, son of Alessio and Christine Luciano; King and queen of werewolves. I need a bucket of chicken Highest rank; #96 in werewolf 6/2/17 *book 1* *this book sucks as I've been told so don't read it!

(MATURE CONTENT - mostly smut, fast tempo) Damian was nothing less than cruel. He ruled the world, yet with so much power comes great responsibility, which he clearly had no idea how to use rightfully. When he meets his mate, Sofia, it's nothing less than what you'd expect. A complete shit-show, with a hint of selfishness and a full cup of lust.

Sequel - Mafia's Desire - is out on my profile now! The moment I approached his isolated mansion in the middle of the woods, I knew my life was forever changed. The moment I laid my eyes on him, I knew my life was forever changed. The moment he showed me the first hint of kindness, I knew my life was forever changed. The moment he first kissed me, I knew my life was forever changed. Arsenio Campione, leader of the Campione organized crime family, saved me, a broken girl who had escaped from a broken home. **** He moved up and sat on his knees between my legs. His hands gripped my hips. "I need you, Arsenio. Please," I begged. I knew he wanted this too, but he was hesitant. He wanted to make sure I was serious, and I was. I had never been so sure of anything. I wanted him. He tightened his hold on my bare hips. "I can't hold back anymore, Eloise. I need you, too." "I don't want you to hold back," I whispered against his lips. Disclaimer: I do not speak Italian. I translated English to Italian using Google Translate. Also, thanks @idemen-san for creating the cover!

M A T U R E C O N T E N T #1 in Romance 12/22/18 "Do you feel that?" He said quietly next to my ear. I struggled as more tears stained my cheeks. "The tingles..." I froze at his words, "I feel it too." "I don't know w-what you're talking about." A small gasp left my lips when his mouth stopped inches from my neck. "Don't lie." He half whispered against my skin. My body melted into his in a way that I couldn't comprehend. His very touch halted every fiber in my body from resisting. He had me, whether I liked it or not, we were two halves of something greater.

"I imagined the perfect guy to be lots of things, but a werewolf was not one of them." Seventeen year old Angel Waters had pictured life with a man many times before, but had never experienced comfort of any kind being treated like a punching-bag at home and was never given any schooling. However, when a handsome stranger walks into the café during her shift, her life could either take a turn for the better...or the worse.

It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.