Amber was rejected at birth by her less than caring parents, leaving her in the forest to die. Luckily a young woman came walking down the same path, and found her. She took Amber in and raised her as her own. The woman soon found out that Amber was no ordinary child, but she was a werewolf! But not only was she a werewolf, she called herself the fire wolf. Her mother was not new to that world, although she was not a wolf herself she had many friends that are. She knew there was a pack not too far away from her. She would send her daughter there for training. But what will happen when Amber finds more than she bargained for? EDIT 05/21/21: this story is very old, and was written by me when I was basically a fetus (barely high school). It has plot holes. I will not be editing. Read at your own discretion.

(Complete) Eric's lips brush mine, a slow, light action that already has me hooked. A comforting warmth engulfs my body, spreading from limb to limb like wildfire. His sweet lips move delicately with my own, the caress of his lips softer than I could have imagined. It is over too soon as he drifts away. "Now was that so difficult?" Eric murmurs as I try to register what just happened. <> <> <> While trying to see the best in everyone, Isabella finds herself battling against her own mind. After an attack on her pack, she has to choose between her newly discovered Alpha mate and her beloved, younger sister. Her heart is in the palm of his hand--though she struggles to admit it--but that doesn't mean he won't crush it. It is a game of trust, and she cannot afford to lose. WARNING: An older story of mine. You may run into many technical errors, plot holes, or cringe. You have been warned! All rights reserved Copyright © 2017 Enjoy!

(18+) Phoenix Rose lived her entire life hiding the fact that she is an omega. As an omega, she was born into this world with her life already mapped out. Alphas could do anything they wanted, work for whoever they wanted. Betas usually followed behind, as assistants to alphas or secretaries. But omegas... Omegas are nothing better than servants.