This is not happening. I just can't go back there. That was the worst part of my life that I want to forget. This is not happening. I kept thinking that all the way to my car. The moment I reached my car, I felt someone turn me around so that my back was pressed to the car. I saw Edward looking at me with concern. "Sugar, this was not how you were supposed to find out about me. Please let me expl-" "There is nothing to explain Edward." I said. "No, there is. Just-" He started again but I cut him in between again. "It's not you Edward. It's me. I just can't go back from what I escaped. I don't belong in your world." I said tears starting to form in the corner of my eyes. "I can't go back to that world." "You are my mate, Ava and I can't let you go. You belong to me. Only me. And nothing in the world can change that." He said, making my worst fears come true. "No Edward. I can't be your mate. This can't be possible." I said contemplating on whatever the hell was going on. "I don't belong to you Edward. I don't." ************ Ava Smith a normal, teenage, high school girl who has her goals set for life but a hiccup in her plans made it a little more difficult for her. For example: tutoring Edward Knights. Who is Edward Knights? I thought you might ask. All Edward ever wanted was a mate who he would love and cherish for the rest of his life and always hoped that she'd show the same feelings. His childhood love remained incomplete and so he promised to give his everything to his mate. But what if the mate turned out to be a human? What if she already knows about Werewolves? What if she doesn't want him? What if the mate bond can't affect her? Will they accept their fate? Or will Ava let her insecurities and past love come between the new sacred bond? But is that all it is to their story? Definitely not. What's the big mission? Read to find out. ************ EDITED DO NOT COPY MY STORY! © All Rights Reserved

Highest Ranking #14 in Hunter 4-12-19 #21 in Warlock 10-25-18 #55 in Demon 1-19-19 #431 in Werewolf 4-15-19 Book One "MATE!" He yelled. I stared at him in fear and sorrow. The guys bowed down submitting. "No. I-I can't be your mate" I said with tears rolling down. I can already feel my heart ripping apart, "I'm a hunter. I kill your kind." I looked at him one more time before running to the forest crying. _________________________________ Alexis Thornton is a hunter who lost her family. She hunts all evil creatures and she is one of the best hunters around, but one day she gets a call from the organization telling her that her mission has been changed and that she needs to head northern part of North Dakota to check on a Werewolf pack called the Twilight Moon pack with her best vampire friend. Marcel London is soon to be Alpha of the Twilight Moon pack and the only way for him to be Alpha, is to find his mate. He's been searching for her for years and she just suddenly appears but things don't go as plan. (THERE IS SELF HARM AND DEPRESSION IN THIS BOOK, I WILL PUT TRIGGER WARNINGS IN JUST INCASE)

Powerless in a family of Necromancers, Ezra has struggled to fit in his whole life. Going off to a normal college life seemed like the perfect place to escape the harsh realities of home. But when the girl he's had a crush on since they were eight is forced into an arranged marriage with another, darker, Necromancer family, Ezra returns and does the only thing he can to save her - he volunteers to take the test that will name him a full Necromancer, and her betrothed - if he survives. During the test, Ezra learns he isn't as powerless as he thought. Secrets and hidden truths are revealed that are all connected to the Reinhardt family, all of whom were thought to have been killed by the Necromancer's worse enemy, the Witches. Witches that are hell-bent on ridding the world of the 'black arts'. With the help of an unlikely ally and a raven familiar, Ezra has the power to save the girl he loves and his kind, too, if he can master it in time. ~Highest rank: #7 in Paranormal: 3/22/18, Featured in Paranormal: 12/5/17 ~ Genre: Paranormal/Fantasy ~ Completed

Electra Jaeger is a dagger wielding, gun flashing huntress, hunting down the creatures of darkness. When it comes to the paranormal she's not picky--werewolves, ghouls, vampires, witches. It's all in a night's work. The Jaeger children were brought into the life after their mother's death at the hands of a werewolf, and it's all they've known since. Now, Electra's the only one who finds peace in the hunt. She hunts for her mother and herself, turning into a closed off, carefully guarded young woman. It's the routine that works for her until one person changes it all. He's new, he's straight-forward, and oh so confident, and for some reason his sights are set on Electra. She never expected to fall for anyone, let alone someone who didn't know about the paranormal world, but Jared's closer to the subject than she thinks. Electra realizes that the world of the paranormal is more complex than she'd thought, and she's forced to make a decision: to risk her life as well as the life of the man she loves, or to turn away and never look back. She must decide what she can live without. Who will she betray? Her family or herself? Find out in, The Huntress.

There are certain things in life that everyone knows. When asked though, how they came to possess knowledge of this information, a confused look will enter their face. Because there are just certain things in life- certain facts and pieces of knowledge - that are universal. Fact number one. In order to be Alpha in the Alba Rosa pack, one must first challenge and defeat the Alpha. Fact number two. It's a trick. Because only one in possession of Alpha Blood has any hope of defeating the Alpha. Fact number three. No one challenges the Alpha. But there is another fact. An additional piece of knowledge that many know of, yet never express out loud. Fact number four. These three facts do not apply to someone like Soraya. COMPLETED Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

"I don't believe that untouchable act you've got going for a minute by the way. You can't be this calm and collected about everything." Seth the tracker had a wee bit of a reputation. One he was proud of, thank you very much. So what if he was a loud-mouthed, inappropriate, immature waste of space? He was content with his way of living. He had no need for change. "Not everyone loses their head the way you do." When one wrong deed goes a jot too far, his name falls on the radar of an immortal badass eager to drag him to his judgement. Eager to see him punished. Seth loved a good old punishment-but nothing gave him a run for his money quite like her. "I don't lose my head. A freakout every now and then is good for you." With a devastating war close on the horizons, Seth the tracker finds himself working at the very heart of it, working off his crimes. Only a woman could give him this kind of hell. "I don't need to freakout. I'm quite fine with the calm I already have."

"I don't need a backup plan." Her doubt in him was offensive. Killian would move mountains to get what he wanted. He'd topple kingdoms, thrones and royals without a second thought. So long as he had the means. Forever oppressed as vampire General, the throne he hankered for seemed unattainable. Out of reach. Until her. "That sounds like over-confidence," She tutted, trailing her fingers across his lips. "It's me who'll die if that goes wrong. I'd appreciate a backup plan." Their alliance wasn't born from trust. Or lust. Not even toleration. They were pushed together without choice. Only circumstance called for rebellion. His words were a fluttery whisper against her mouth. "I promise you right now, we don't need a backup plan. Tomorrow, everything I've planned will go accordingly. Have a little faith in me Sinclair. I won't let you die." Separate plans. Separate motivations. Was working together even possible? She pressed her forehead to his, the distance between them nigh non-existent. "I hope that's a promise you're able to keep. If I die, I'll haunt you."

Sword still in her hands, she stomped her foot again. "Why are you smiling?" Brainwashed? Check. Sheltered? Check. Lost and alone? Check and, uh, check. That about summed Megan up. Banished from the heavens-kicked out-same thing-everyone thought for sure that this was it for her. Of course, no one had taken the demon King into account. He shrugged. "Because I'm happy." "Why?" She asked. "Because I find you endearing." "Why?" Desperate? Damn straight. Loved up? Beyond recognition. Prepared to rip anybody and everybody's throat out at any given moment for looking at her wrong? Absolutely. Claudio had waited far too long for his mate. Nothing was getting in the way of their forever. Not life. Not death. Certainly not a war that she'd be heading. "Because I've waited a long time for this. I'm going to explain to you what it means to be a... mate."

"I'm going to catch you up to speed here Eros. We're going to fuck, if that's alright with you." Six hundred years ago, Eros, God of the angels, died a brutal death. Murdered in his own throne room. Scythe to the heart. Twisted. Six hundred years later, the winged man woke up, a shell of the man he used to be. "That's perfectly fine with me." For some god forsaken reason, nobody could see him. Or hear him. It was as though he wasn't there. As if he were still dead. But she could see him. And touch him. And taste him. If he could keep his mind off of her evil lips for long enough, he'd spark a deal. A deal in which she, his sweetest torture, assisted him in his journey back to life. "I thought it might be." Of course, he failed to factor in her separate agenda. MASS DAILY UPDATES

"Why do I want you so bad?" Princess Nazreen had never left her castle. She had no experiences of the world. Hidden away in her shell, she experienced nothing outside of her little box. Until him. "Why can't I get enough of you?" A man with his own agenda. With his own problems. With his old-fashioned ways and ruthless outlook upon the world. "Why do you taste so good?" He didn't intend to get so caught up in her. To lose focus on the mission. But one thing led to another and ... "Why do I feel so good?" There was no going back from this. 3rd Celestials instalment Can be read as a stand alone book.