Emmeline Rose Johnson has been a rogue for years. She live far away from any of the other packs and never strays to far from her campsite. What happens one day when she runs into the alpha,beta,and gamma of the most powerful pack? What will the weak, mute omega do when one of them is her Mate?*completed*

PREVIOUSLY CALLED "My Coldhearted Beta" Highest Rank #2 in Werewolf (Idk how though) ▪▪▪▪▪ "I , Jake Anderson, reject you Lily Kim as my mate" "...Do you want me to accept this rejection?" I asked him making sure I don't rush things and crush the small chance of happiness I have. Plus he's going to regret this rejection later because his wolf is going to hate him unless he's like his possessor and doesn't want me. He looks at me confused. I'm pretty calm for someone who just got rejected. It's not like I didn't expect a rejection. He's the Beta of the 'Alpha king' so why should he want a mate like me? I thought I would die before I meet my mate. ▪▪▪▪▪ Involved with the Redmoon pack, Lily Kim has to endure the torture of the scientist, the Redmoon pack is known for their advanced knowledge, potions and more. They use rogues as living test objects, most of them don't live a week. The more suprised were the scientist that Lily lived throught the torture for a year. She was able to escape, but on their way to a new start, she was bound to meet with...complications in form of Lily's mate, the Beta of the Nightfall pack, who didn't seem pleased to see his mate. It takes more than a measly rejection for Lily to give up on a person she has waited far too long for. (A story where you will hate characters, love others, mourn over the fourth wall, laugh your ass off, and HOPEFULLY cry a little...who doesn't like some feels?) ▪▪▪▪▪ I can just say that it might be confusing at first but it has its reasons, once you read further I believe almost all of it will make sense. Warning ⚠️(not what you think pervs) it is unedited and has a lot of grammar and spelling mistakes. (I am very slowly editing whenever I have time) the first chapters might be wonky but it gets better (I think), it is my first attempt in writing after all, so keep that in mind. Also it may contain topics that could be considered triggering (the bloody kind)

To grow up in a world where female shifters are rare, being one is a big deal- and thats why Cassidy hides that she is one from the rest of the pack. When Cassidy turns sixteen she is finally able to find her mate; the one person who is made to love her unconditionally. What happens when he rejects her because he "needs a stronger alpha female for his pack, preferably a shifter." And that female shifter happens to be her slut of a sister- Briella. When Cassidy's world comes crashing down she finally leaves and becomes a female rogue, a rarity of its own. Cassidy will find herself in the year she is a rogue. She will make a new family and discover herself. But what happens when her past catches up with her? Also, how is Damen, Cassidy's mate, doing? How does rejecting his other half feel? Does he regret it? Does he change is man-whore ways? Or does he continue on with Briella? How is Jake, Cassidy's brother, handling her departure? How about her mom and cheating father? How is she? Then, what will happen when Cassidy is forced to return home after disaster strikes? What will she face? A regretful mate who is determined to win her over? A still bitchy sister? And how about the pathetic Alpha who has a secret of his own? Read to discover how Cassidy Knightlock returns home as a completely different person. One who doesn't take any guff. One who is not sorry about being rejected. One who is not looking back. One who is happy now. This is a story by Pluto by the way! DISCLAIMER: This book was written over the course of a year, and it has clear distinctions as to where my thoughts changed on the story line. It is a first draft so please excuse plot holes as it may not be up to par with your expectations. But please read on, I still believe it is worth your time:) Amazing cover by: Abigail_Grimm

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

My human best friend Carlie Rose has been crushing on Daniel Bensen for two years now. I've began to notice how he looks at her when we're in class or when we walk down the hall together. I came to the conclusion that he likes her, but I was so wrong. I soon realized that he hasn't been looking at my charming best friend, but at plain old me. And the reason for that is simple. He's my mate.