CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

"Are you wet for me baby doll?" his whisper feathering my ear, while I could imagine the smirk on his lips. My eyes were shut, the more he teased me the more turned on I was. Stroking my inner thigh delicately with the tips of his fingers wasn't helping either. Sending a spark up my spine tingling my nerve endings in my entire body. What is going on with me? *THIS IS FOR MATURE READERS AS IS CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT AND STRONG LANGUAGE* *I do not own the rights to the cover photo* Alex Thompson has always been at the top of the food chain when it comes to intelligence, it has been both a gift and a curse for her. She has been away in UCLA studying and she soon finds out her boyfriend has been cheating on her, by catching him in the act. Her older sister's wedding is coming up in the end of summer so she has to go to her second home for thanksgiving in Savannah, Georgia to help her sister plan. While returning to her Savannah home on the beach, she knows the Carter family will be in attendance, their families have been close ever since she was nine. Alex is two years younger than her older brother Kyle, but she was put in the same year as him because she was academically gifted, being the youngest gives her a lot of protection. Kyle best friend with one of the Carter boys, Knox, who grew to be NFL football player and an extremely handsome sex god, and boy does he know it. All his life he has played football, and being a professional footballer has his benefits... especially with the females. He is known for being one of the best players both on and off the field, never sticking to the same girl. Alex and Knox have despised each other for years, but when they meet each other again in Savannah will their feelings have changed for each other?

Book 5 of The Claimed Series I didn't hear anymore. Pain sliced through me, rocking me backward on my heels. My knees almost gave out with the shock of it and I clutched at my gut before my hand moved up to my heart. It ached. Everything ached, and I whimpered out a little before lifting my head to him and looked him dead in the eyes. "Thank you," I whispered before I let the full pain consume me. My foot stepped backward and I was falling suddenly over the cliff to my certain doom. I didn't want another mate, didn't want to leave my parents. I just wanted to feel no pain, and this was the only way I thought I could achieve it. I heard a yell, though it wasn't my own. The whole time my body plummeted toward the water I was silent. As if I'd gone temporarily mute. The pain was still there and it made breathing hard to come by, but I closed my eyes and looked down, the sting of the wind making my cheeks feel like sleet was pelting at me unforgivingly. Holding my breath, I plunged beneath the surface of the cold water and waited for my lungs to give out and liquid to fill me. But that was the problem with death. Sometimes if didn't want to come easy, and the body's first reaction was to survive. Survive at any cost. Just as I thought my lungs would burst with the need for air, my head popped up above the water and I took a deep, necessary breath. The only thing I could hear was the water, and I rode along with the current, my body hitting hard, jagged rocks every few feet. I felt ribs crack and a bone in my shoulder become displaced from its socket. There was so much pain that after a while, I didn't feel anything anymore except for the chill of the river. It was freezing and my teeth chattered-that was when I wasn't trying to gulp life-saving air into my body to keep it alive. I wanted to die. My body fought to live. At some point I think I passed out and everything went dark.

2016 Watty Award Winner for Most VORACIOUS Read Sample only. This book is PUBLISHED! How do you tell yourself not to breathe? He is my mate, and she is his everything. But he chose her, against every single instinct that we both know. For that, I have been whipped, shunned, shamed, disgraced, and broken. All for one moment of madness, I could not control. After two years, I left, unable to bear the pain and loneliness anymore. That was then. This is now. I am back, and I am not the juvenile I was. I am now a fully grown female. I feel his eyes on me, but I can't. I won't. I shouldn't. Time has healed my wounds, but not the deep scars the whip seared into my flesh or his indifference to my heart. Each breath is a pain, and his scent overwhelms me. But I can smell her in it. He still will not give her up, despite his own body crawling with a deep, physical desire that only a mate can satisfy. I breathe: I exist, barely. I am a midwife. I bring life into a cruel world that haunts me every day, and the Doctor I work with is the only one in this pack who holds faith in me. He is the one person who stands up for me - and I feel light again when I am with him. What kind of life is this when two mates cannot be together, yet every part of their primal soul yearns for it infinitely? What kind of cruel moon would torture a she-wolf like this? I can't go on, but I must. Whatever happens, I must attend to my purpose and give my miserable life some meaning; perhaps I can snatch some joy in pieces, but now I see that he needs me - but he also wants her too. How do you tell yourself not to breathe?

She grew up in a world different from his. While he conquered battles, she read books and studied history. While he led an entire pack of wolves, she drowned in knowledge about the realm they live in. While lives hang in his shoulder, she was taught not to associate with any of his kind. But they knew all too well to know that fate does not work like that, and people who are destined for one another, will meet no matter how big the differences between them are. --

I felt deep heavy breathes fanning my face. I hesitantly looked up. 'Damn it Kage! You're a hybrid! Stop acting scared!' I mentally scolded myself. I looked up to lock gaze with a set of piercing bright honey golden eyes. Bright bluish-silver specks surrounding his eyes. I felt drawn to them. My eyes roamed his face and let me tell you...he was a Greek god. Perfectly shaped eyebrows, straight nose, firm pink lips and a strong, sharp jawline. I am 100% sure this man was sculpted by the gods themselves. His face just looks so kissable. A few locks of his jet black silky hair fell onto his forehead. Damn...... Tingles started to emerge from the contact of my hands above me. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "Eeek!" I was being thrown over his broad muscled shoulders....wait, what? 'Snap out of it Kage!!!!' "Who the hell are you!? Damn it! Put me down before I send your head flying!" I threatened as I growled. I thrashed my legs all about and punched his back. His grip on me tightened and he kept walking as if there wasn't a raging Hybrid on his shoulders. "Let me go! Goddammit!" "Stop squirming and shut the hell up before I take you right here, right now, mate." He warned in a deep growl. Well shit, did he just say Mate? ⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊ Hey everyone, this is my first book so please forgive me if there are any incorrect grammars, spelling, you know, stuff like that. Please enjoy☺︎ 1st Book in the Lycan series. Highest Ranks: #1 in Lycan {18/5/2018} #1 in witch {21/8/2018} #1 in moon goddess {12/9/2020} #1 in lost memories {1/7/2020} #1 in werewolf {14/6/2020} #1 in goddess {31/7/2020} #1 in halfbreed {10/9/2020} #1 in possessive {8/1/2021} #2 in love {13/3/2019} #2 in hybrid {27/7/2020} #4 in vampire {16/1/2019} Started- 7/3/2018 Status- Ongoing

Ethan Miller runs Miller Inc. a worldwide luxurious business company that has its hands in many parts. Hotels, private airplanes, cars even the music industry. You name it, the company has ties. Taking over the company in recent years from his father, with the help of his two other brothers. The youngest recently being graduated they're ready to succeed together. Ethan is a notorious playboy known to the female population as the sexy Greek god who saunters around with a famous smirk on his face making panties drop wherever he goes. Chloe Jennings runs her own family company. Jennings Inc. taking over from her grandfather, and siding with her own father. After a tragedy happening to her oldest brother, she was seen as the back up plan for running the company. As her father grows weaker, she must learn the ropes of the company faster than expected. Chloe and Ethan were childhood friends that used to get on each others nerves growing up. When the two companies are expected to work together on a project to open a high end luxurious hotel. They must see each other after ten years of loosing all contact to accommodate their busy lives. What will happen? **WARNING: this story contains strong language and sexual scenes for mature readers. Read at your own discretion** *I don't own the rights to the cover photo*

"Mine" he growled, nuzzling his face into my neck possessively "Mine." She was his obsession and he was her beast (Book #1 Warning ⚠️ super possessive

All Rights Reserved Copyright © 2013 "People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. A soul mate's purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so a new light can get in, and make you out of control that you have to transform your life." ― Elizabeth Gilbert Happiness and a soul mate. Two very important gifts a wolf wants and needs, but have to earn in order to get them. Layla, a seventeen year old werewolf with an incredible life. Being captain of her varsity softball team, having "loyal" friends, and amazing support, life couldn't be any better, until one decision strips her away from her happiness.The last thing on Layla's mind is to find her mate, but everyone she trust soon betrays her, starting with her parents. Xavier, King of ALL werewolves. He's possessive, protective and controlling, yet sweet and caring. Xavier had his life hard. Staring from watching his family being murdered by vicious rouges at age nine, then being raised by his cold-hearted uncle, life wasn't always fair for Xavier. Until, he meets his mate, the one he's been waiting to meet his whole life.

Currently being rewritten. Any chapter that has Under Revision in its title has not been touched yet. Post schedule: Sundays + sporadic posts throughout the week Rewritten chapters have added content. A long time ago when I was just a child, my parents stole a large fortune of money from a very powerful man. They spent it on their addictions and debts, thinking they had gotten away with it. But eventually, he found out and forced them to pay him back in yearly installments rather than taking their thieving hands. We paid him as we could, wither it was with money, milk from our cows or cheeses. This had gone on nearly my whole life. But this year...we have nothing to give. When he came walking through our front door I knew my entire world was about to be turned upside down. I stood in the corner of the room staring at him as he addressed my parents. He had this heartless tone when he spoke and his eyes, those vibrant green eyes set a twisting in my gut. "Sir Dominik, I-I.." My father began to panic looking around frantically. We had never missed a payment before. Our last cow had died off, so we had no milk. We were completely out of money and we had nothing valuable to offer. That's when something unexpected happened. Sir Dominik looked straight at me. "I will take her. And your debt is paid."