She is the Communicator of the New Area. The Communicators do the one job other humans are too afraid to do, communicating and preventing violence between wolves and humans. "My name is Alara. I'm the new Communicator. This is my first day. I-" "I know what Communicators are all about," he interrupts. "I've met many over the years. You speak of understanding and cooperation while your guns are loading behind your backs." "That's not-" "Save your diplomatic bullshit for someone who hasn't heard it before." His voice remains calm, which somehow makes it more terrifying. "I want the human who killed one of our own." "We have laws-" "Your laws." The contempt is undisguised now. "Your laws that somehow always find humans innocent of crimes against wolves. Your laws that punish a wolf's defense of territory as aggression. Your laws that treat us as animals when it suits you and as criminals when it doesn't." This is the first book in the series, so please don't expect anything perfect just yet. It's a first draft and a work in progress :)

Years alone-until they tossed a human into his cell. No words. No reason. The Reserve - that's what they call the facility where captured wolves are kept. Officially, it exists for "research and diplomatic purposes," but everyone knows the truth. It's a prison. Insurance, in case things go bad again. He walks toward me and I stop crawling, still on my hands and knees. His chains rattle when he comes closer, and just before he reaches me, they pull tight. He can't take another step. He growls and angrily pulls on them. The growl should make me crawl backwards, but it doesn't. Instead, I realize he's as trapped as I am. "You sure you want to take a step closer?" He sounds almost curious now, like he's genuinely interested in what I'll do. "Just a little more, and there will be nothing that will protect you from me." I look up at him from the floor, craning my neck back. He looks merciless, cold. Strong and powerful even in chains. "Water," I repeat, this time looking up at him and holding his gaze while still on my knees. He raises his eyebrows, looking down at me, not blinking once."Ordering me now?" He tilts his head slightly, focusing on me. This is the second book in the series (The Communicator), but it can be read on its own. Please don't expect anything perfect just yet-it's a first draft and still a work in progress :)

"Will you stop fucking smiling for a moment?!" "That's what I am short of." ~ Rosaline Willow, twenty years, joyous personality, happy aura, a beautiful smile- Yes, the very one which was known for her breath taking smile. The smile which had her darkest and deepest secrets buried. The smile which was cherished and loved by everyone except for him. He was Caden Matthew, a twenty year old boy who despised her. He hated her smile, he hated her aura, he hated her for who she was and he wanted nothing more than her to disappear from everyone's lives. But what will happen when she would actually start to disappear? ~ #3 in New Adult! #1 in NonCliché #4 in Fiction #3 in TeenRomance ~ CROSSED 1M on 2/2/2022

On the eve of her senior trip, Harper Quincy finds out the only boy she has ever been in love with is suddenly single. He's her best friend's older brother and when her plane leaves so does her perfect opportunity to finally tell him how she feels. Asher Kennedy is practically royalty on campus. His life as a star baseball and football player was perfect, especially with his girlfriend Jess on his arm. So why is it that everything fell apart the night before the senior trip? The senior trip stops for nothing so Harper and Asher take off for a few days in paradise. When a night of drinking leads to them being separated from the group, they wake up the next day to find they have been left behind--together.