Camryn Morgan. She's a normal 17 year old girl. Or is she? Everyone has their own secrets, but what if one secret leads to another million? || Fourth Runner-Up in Jo Awards 2017 Teen Fiction category (Fifth) || || Cover by: littlelizziee || || Started: 19-5-17 ||

Never do what you're told, never boil your own head in vinegar and, most important of all, never ever marry a man-those have always been Lilly Linton's principles for a happy, carefree life. So, how the heck did she end up engaged to multinational industrial magnate Rikkard Ambrose? Right now she's too happy to care. But what happens when she discovers the dark secrets of her fiance's past? Can she still love him if she finds out the truth? The sixth volume of the award-winning "Storm and Silence" series.

Colin Hendrix has been alpha for several centuries. He is cruel to those who wrong him and he takes revenge without a second thought. His mate, murdered long ago, is a thought which is a mere ghost at the back of his mind. That is, until he stumbles across her in a garden on a trip to another pack. Sweet, innocent Grace has never seen the outside of her yard. She rarely sees anyone other than her Aunt Avyanna and a woman who calls herself the Mother Luna. She's haunted by dreams that feel more like memories built upon the life of a princess and a man who can turn into a wolf. ****** Grace kneeled in front of one of the planters, her hands cupping a small tomato plant. Gently placing the fragile plant into a hole she had already dug, she pushed down on the dirt around it to hold it in place. Satisfied with her work, she leaned back and dusted her hands off on her apron. She stood and turned around, only to see a large man looking at her. "Who are you?" He felt a slight pain bloom in his chest at that, he knew it was her, and he couldn't fathom her forgetting him. Grace took a step ask, ready to run and find her aunt. "I'm Colin Hendrix, the warrior alpha." He said, moving closer to her. She grew pale and looked to the ground in submission and fear. "What is your name, little one?" He growled lowly, pushing her chin up to meet his eyes. "G-Grace, alpha." "Adelisa..." It was her, he felt the bond course through his veins like lava. Grace was her middle name, and clearly Adelisa was an odd name for the modern era. "How...how do you know my first name?" She asked, her hands trembling. "You are mine." He said, wrapping his arms around her, "My mate." Book 1: (Quasi-optional) The Lycan Knight (it sucks tho)

Four words plague the Lykos family: POWER. POISON. SILENCE. VENGEANCE. Running a centuries old empire comes with a price. Every day Rafael Lykos's reign is at risk. But his hunger to stay on top is powerful. And any poor souls who attempt to take him down is signing their own death sentence. However, when a drug, with the potential to bring the Lykos family to their knees, infiltrates their defences. They must protect everything that they have built and uncover the mastermind behind it all before it is too late.

Malia, a poor girl who worked as a maid in a palace to get enough money to help her sick mother and support herself and her sister...... then she meets Prince Anderson..... Read to find out the interesting journey of Malia.... Ranking: #8 in romance #1 in queen #1 in prince #1 in anderson #1 in malia #1 in support #2 in royalty #1 in twins #1 in king #1 in maid #1 in poor #1 in betrayal #3 in wattyawards #1 in rich #2 in pregnant #1 in family #4 in heart break #2 in blackmail

Book #1 in The Bonds of Fate Series "Excuse me sirs, but I think one of you dropped something." She spoke, her eyes not entirely fixed on them. Her voice was angelic, he already loved it. He found himself thinking that he would be content to listen to the sound for the rest of his life. "Thank you, beautiful." The Alpha responded quickly, motioning to one of his pack members to pick it up. "You have very good hearing." "Well, I guess it's compensation" She chuckled slightly, "I mean, these don't do me any good." She gestured towards her eyes, turning more towards where the sound of his voice had originated from. "I hadn't noticed that you were..." He trailed off. Though surprised, his desire and need for his mate never decreased. "Blind?" *** For Leora Kotas, life in Willsden Brooke was a continuous cycle. Her blindness kept her cautiously, stumbling through life like a chore. Adam Wayne has been waiting for years for his mate; finding her is all he ever wanted. The last thing he expected was to find her in the small town of Willsden Brooke. As a human among wolves, Leora will have to face her innermost fears in order to earn her place amongst them. With help from Adam she may just learn what it takes to be a Luna; but will he be able to convince her that she was made to run with wolves? "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Can be read as a stand alone novel! Marked Mature for Language and other Mature themes. © 2020 xXBrokenRecordsXx All Rights Reserved.

Her life is a lie. Everything she thinks she knows is wrong. Soon, she'll find her reality crashing down around her. And it will all start the moment he lays his eyes on her. When she's on her knees in front of his throne. On her knees in front of a beast. ... Not too cliche, there will be some definite twists and unexpected turns. There will also be some loveable chiche moments because, let's face it, who doesn't love a few of em'. This is a werewolf story filled with suspense, mystery, love, lust and of course, werewolves. This story, appeases readers looking for steamy romance along with dramatic twists and turns that will leave you hungry for more. (M) Mature.

"Yes." I heard myself say. I did not even think twice about what he meant with 'it'. In my heart I knew he was talking about the pull I felt towards him. He hesitated for a second, but finally crossed back through the room, standing closer to me than any werewolf had before. He placed one of his hands on my cheek, and the other on the door beside me. A happy feeling started to rise up in the pit of my stomach. "Mate." He eventually whispered, looking into my eyes. With my back pressed against the door I took his words slowly in. Mate. To a werewolf. To the king of the werewolves. The guys that murdered my friends. The people that separated me from my family. Those assholes.

Torryn, one of the most vicious alpha male of his era, imprinted on Snow, a mere woodland -raised she wolf. Their undeniable affinity for each other grows as the secrets of their past unfold. Will it break them? Or will it entangle them back together? ~~~ Another pang of thunder distracted Snow Grimlake from her thoughts as her hands trembled beside her temples. Her eyelids now closed shut. She could not bear anymore of this. Her eyes started to tear up. "Does the thunder bother you, little bird?" The familiar scent woke every fiber of Snow's body as she intently listened to his voice. His voice rasped, breathy, honeyed and almost guttural made every inch of her body tingle. There he stood before the bed still in his ripped dark trousers with a knee propped on the elevated mattress. Snow failed to answer as her gaze stuck at the curves of his shoulders, the sharp edges of his jaw down to the veins on his arms. She looked away as she took glimpse of the furrows below his stomach where his manhood hid. She heard a chuckle as the alpha shook his head. "Answer me, when I talk to you." This time his voice felt enraged. Snow managed as a nod and affirmed her alpha's orders. "Yes, alpha." "Good, little bird."

Every year, the kingdom of Creissea holds the annual Midsummer Festival, where each of the eight days and eight nights are spent drinking, dancing, and celebrating under the protection of a mask. Established centuries ago under the rule of King Leopold in order to maintain peace, harmony, and understanding among Creissea's citizens, it is the one time of the year where nobles and commoners are treated as equals. Elena Blakesley is a member of the Ath Seyan, a secret group of highly trained magic wielders and warriors sworn to protect the Creissean people from evil. When word of a plot to end King Aleksey's life during the Midsummer Festival reaches their ears, Elena and her unit are sent up to the palace to keep an eye on him. Between playing babysitter to a troublesome young King, finding a rumored assassin, and navigating a crowd where everyone is a potential enemy guised under a veil of anonymity, they definitely have their work cut out for them. Enemies lurk around every corner in the Creissean royal court. In a room full of masked people, no one can be trusted. And when things start to turn into a game of power, politics, and intrigue, one wrong move could prove to be just as deadly as Elena's blade.