Years before his birth, it was prophesised that his soul would never be whole, that his heart would never beat in rhythm to his other half. Micajah was born with a dark soul, a soul that was corrupt. A soul that was more wolf than human. A soul incomplete. Nothing but an imperfect creation that walks earth. He will never have a true mate. When his turn to rule the wolf kingdom arises, after the death of his mother, he is forced to choose a female that has already been rejected from her true mate. Alongside his rise to the throne, the wolf kingdom begins to tear itself apart. An uprising begins. No one wants a creature, hated by the Moon Goddess herself, to rule. Even if he is the only royal heir by blood. Even if it is what tradition dictates. A male more beast than man, can never yield humanity, let alone love. But humanity can be learnt, and love seizes all - even those with corrupt souls.

The only thing Phoebe Carmichael is looking forward to is turning eighteen. So when she's escorted out of school one day to meet an Alpha who claims she is his mate, her whole world turns upside down. Phoebe is determined to believe she's not the long awaited mate of the most powerful Alpha in the country, despite the turmoil of emotions his mere presence stirs within her. Throw in a rogue Alpha with a serious vendetta and a former lover who can't take a hint, Phoebe's life went from typical high school teenage girl to the most powerful Alpha Female in America. All before she turns eighteen. ___ [3/8/2021] -- Currently in the process of rewriting this story for publication. Any feedback is welcome for the revisions! Leave some comments or shoot me a DM with your thoughts. :) ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: #4 in Werewolf (1 July 2017) #1 in #girlpower (29 September 2018) #2 in #feminism (29 September 2018) #6 in #alpha (9 October 2018) #1 in #packs (2 March 2019) #9 in #king (25 June 2019) #4 in #queen (24 September 2019) #1 in #human (4 November 2019) #4 in #royalty (29 November 2019) **** I DO NOT ALLOW ANY TRANSLATIONS OF MY WORK. I also do not allow my work to be published on any other platform of any kind at this time. Please do not ask me to share my work elsewhere; my answer will be a firm, "No, thank you."

*Completed but needs editing* *I DO NOT GIVE ANYONE/COMPANY PERMISSION TO USE THIS BOOK ON OTHER WEBSITES, THIS IS WRITTEN BY ME ON WATTPAD ONLY, IF YOU SEE IF ANYWHERE ELSE IT HAS BEEN STOLEN* sabella was abandoned at birth, just left outside a pack house door on the steps in a hopes that the pack that lived there wouldn't kill her on the spot for being an imposter. This wasn't the case, the old Alpha of the pack took pity on the baby and took her in, although he raised her as his own when he died she fell into the bottom ranks of the pack because she never truly belonged, Isabella thought she wouldn't never be loved or respected until she met the Alpha of all Alpha's: The Alpha King.

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

This book will be taken down January 1st of 2022 to be rewriten and edited! (Cover by @AlberteStoev) Turning around Im met with bright red eyes surrounded by a grey mask. He has jet black hair that swirls up and back, his face is freshly shaved but that is all I can really see. He is tall and God is he built. He looks so strong and holds so much power. I then blink and breath when my lungs finally demand air. His forehead is scrunched up as he watches me calculating. I step back "Uh I-I I'm sorry " My voice comes out shaky. He nods as he then demands "dance with me," before I can protest he has his arm around my waist pulling me close and his hand in mine as we dance across the floor. I look around to see glares from women as slowly the whole place pays attention to us. By the end of the song I could feel sparks dance across my skin around the area he is touching me, a pull in my chest forms, wanting to be closer to him, we land in front of the stairs where the thrones sit That holds the former king and queen, they watch us with a raised brow. I gasp as I look up into the mans eyes as everything stops, his head lowers towards mine, our noses pass each other and our lips meet and instantly I know. He is my mate. I don't know who he is but I'm sure he is about to let me know. He breaks the kiss as he backs up keeping me close as He rips off his mask and he growls "Mine." A growl that sends a shiver down my spine. His breath taking face comes into view. People around gasps as some yells. "The Alpha King has found his mate," I gasp. This man in front of me is Bain Alexander Remington , the King. *highest rank, #1 in Alpha, #1 in king #1 in secret #1 in werewolf #1 in hidden #2 in feature* (A/n I'm big about character development. So if you looking for a book where the main character and love interest fall in love in the 5th chapter this isnt it. Any how thanks for reading! Much love!)