Life has been difficult for Rebecca and other humans every since the werewolves took over. She has to abide by their strict rules and it is almost against Rebecca's nature to do so. But for the sake of her family, she does. When life seemed as if it couldn't get anymore difficult, The Alpha who has made life a living hell for the humans, visits town. Things turn from bad to worse for Rebecca when he claims she is his Mate. (P.S. I wrote this book when I was sixteen years old. The way I wrote then, and the way I write now, is different. However, if you choose to read this book, I hope you enjoy it.) 💕 Copyright © 2016 by Faith Hunte All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without written permission from the author. The image used on the cover art belongs to its respective owner.

FEMALE CHARACTER IS INNOCENT AND CHILDISH!! READ THE TAGS!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!! "Tell me something Azron." Lucifer said as he walked closer to the dangerous Demon. Azron turned so now he was facing his creator, the same one that's scared of him. "What will you do if we gave you a mate?" A dark smirk came upon his face. "I would fuč* her first then do the same thing that got me in this cell in the first place but...." There was a short silence as everyone held their breath- "This time, you won't catch me." What happens when God and Lucifer decide to give the dangerous Demon a Angel mate?? READ THE TAGS!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!!

"Will you reject me?" I ask, ignoring the lump that was forming in my throat. I fought the tears that were threatening to fall. Don't cry, please Hannah, don't cry. His green eyes looked like orbs of ice that stared straight through me. A sadistic smirk pulls up his lip and he puts his arm on my right side, blocking my escape route. "Reject you? That's an easy escape, don't you think?" his voice was as cold as his eyes, as his heart. "The moon goddess gave me you and I'll simply pay her for her kindness." his tone was laced with venom, hatred and disgust. "If she thinks that I can ever accept an Omega as my mate, she's damned wrong." "to those who grew up too fast" A/N: Hey there! Mind giving this story a chance? #1 Werewolf (09/24/2020) Thank you so much for giving this story a chance ♡

This full-length hockey romance is free exclusively on Wattpad! And by full-length, I mean...well, you'll see. ;) Killian Bosch knows he's his own worst enemy - he just doesn't give a damn. The star forward of a minor league hockey team, he's unstoppable on the ice. His reckless behavior, devil-may-care attitude and complete disregard for consequences have made him a major source of headaches for the Fenway Flyers' brass. But the new Flyers owner is more steel than brass. Sidney Stahl is a disciplined woman who parlayed earnings from a college job into a real estate empire. She's determined to transform the Flyers from marketing nightmare to hockey powerhouse. Once she gets Killian in line, she knows the rest of the team will follow his lead. The seduction of his sexy new team owner is a challenge too forbidden for Killian to resist. Sidney plays into his attraction as a means of controlling him, but soon finds that she's the one surrendering. It's all on the line as Killian and Sidney are forced to choose - business or pleasure? ***Please note this story contains mature content and is intended for readers 18+.

After being involved with a cold-hearted mafia boss, Robyn Lehman decides its time to run. Little did she know, she was carrying the future heir to his entire empire. Will he find her again? Or will she stay hidden forever? =+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= He got up from the bed, pulling up his pants and not taking a glance at me. I lay in the sheets, still dazed by what we had just done. "Get up." He barks, making me jump a bit. I was confused beyond belief. Just moments ago he was making love to me... I did as he said, wrapping the loose sheet around my body, he continued to glare as I did so, and I made my way to his side of the bed. He held out a hand, an angry look on his face. "Don't. Just go. This was a mistake, and it won't happen again." He mutters coldly. I feel my face heating up and my eyes welling with tears. "Oh.." I stare at him, my emotions beginning to be hard to keep in. He laughs, shaking his head. "You thought I cared?" He let out a loud chuckle. "You mean nothing to me. Now go to your room, I don't want to see you in here again."

Emmanuelle is running, running from a heartbreak she doesn't want to remember. Packing her things she takes off, driving to a wherever her car takes her. A town hours away, a town she thinks is just abandoned and run down. If only she knew, what was really in the town she was staying in? Sitting in the bar was just a regular day for Judd. Working hard, pack meetings and then sitting back with a drink. It was the same as any other day. Except when she walked in, the woman in heels and looking completely out of place. He found himself unable to look away. Normally they ignored the humans when they stopped through, maybe scaring them off a little. Not today, something was different and Judd knew exactly why. It was her, his mate. Except she was full human and he was born a wolf. Elle is drawn to him, unable to stop herself from sitting beside the rugged man at the end of the bar, ignoring all the looks from the other men. Not realising she just sat beside the Alpha no one dared to bother of an evening. She takes a seat and feels an instant attraction, putting it down the heat she ignored it. Until her mind is overcome by alcohol and friendly talk between the two. Judd walks over to her room, tempted to run his teeth down her neck and mark what is his but fights his wolf off. Elle had every intention of leaving the next day, something stops her. Convinced she's seen something, she's too afraid to tell anyone. The town where no one looks at her or talks to her, can she finally bring herself to tell Judd what she saw? A wolf in the night.

"A King is not complete without his Queen." This is a story. A story that is far too unreal for anyone believe. A story that everyone should believe in. A story about love and death. A story so powerful that even the greatest and scariest leaders will kneel for it. A story about a woman and a man. A story of how a tiny mere human girl who made the werewolf King kneel in front of her because she shed a tear. This is not the fairytale that you thought you knew COMPLETED

To many, he is known as Fallon "The Fury" - relentless and formidable, feared and admired for his prowess in battle and his striking golden appearance. But during the rise of William the Conqueror, Fallon is ambushed and left for dead. When he awakens, he finds himself in the hands of his enemy - and irresistibly drawn to the red-haired beauty tending his wounds. When Alana McKenna discovers a beaten, unconscious man - unmistakably handsome and undoubtedly dangerous - her instincts tell her to walk away. She has no idea he is the infamous Fallon "The Fury." Yet her compassionate nature and healer's heart will not allow her to leave even an enemy to die. Haunted by dreams of the fiery woman who saved his life, Fallon will stop at nothing to find her - and make her his. But others seek his death... and desire the very woman he longs to claim. Will the uncertainty and peril surrounding them destroy their love before it has a chance to flourish? Cover created by Heitcleff.

Italian playboy billionaire Marco Orsini has a dilemma. With the ultimatum to either marry or get disinherited, he must now find himself a wife before his grandfather's birthday--and he entrusts his fate on one woman to find him the perfect bride. ********** Twenty-nine-year-old Francesa Marcolini never expected that the day will come when the handsome yet hateful playboy billionaire Marco Orisini would barge into her office and announce that he needs a wife. Despite being a teacher of etiquette and personality development, Francesa had no intention of becoming the matchmaker for this arrogant Italian no matter how determined he is for her help. But to Francesca's horror, she finds herself on that very job! Cover design by Holly Thurston

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14