Outcasted, different, and above all, dangerous. Eden never meant for life to be this way, never wanted to be viewed as a threat by those who were supposed to love and cherish her, but nothing ever goes the way it's supposed to. Alone and isolated, Eden scares everyone she meets, carrying with her the possibility of death and destruction, ever since she was a child. No one touches her, no one even dares come near... until him. © Claudia Stevens 2019

[Completed] Every Wolf Moon, humans are selected from each village to be sacrificed to the werewolves; creatures worshipped by humans as godlike figures. In a twist of fate, seventeen year old Mila Young is selected to be the annual sacrifice for the Trinity pack, the most powerful pack ruled by King Alpha Roman Stone. Alpha Roman and all werewolves under his rule are cursed. His hatred for the humans and his war on the deity Moon Goddesses has caused his kind to lose the favor of their blessings. However, when Mila reveals herself to have a connection to the werewolves unlike anything a human has ever had before, it becomes apparent that she may be the key to ending the suffering of Roman and his wolves... if only he can overcome the lifelong hatred that clouds his mind and darkens his heart. Excerpt: "You smell like wolf," The King Alpha declared, his voice low and angry. "I killed one," I both explained the smell and threatened at the same time. "And you think you can kill me? You think you can take my pack?" I glanced around at all the lycans still in their wolf forms, bowing obediently towards me. Could I take all of them on? I doubted it. I didn't even think I'd get this far. I didn't even know what was going on. When I turned back to the King Alpha, he was significantly closer. "Stay back!" I cried out in fear. The power flared within me once more, lifting whimpers from around me. The King Alpha hesitated again, his eyes skating over me with confusion. He took a deep breath, sniffing the air around me as he hadn't yet gotten any closer. "You smell like... my mate." {{Warning: Some scenes may be unsuitable for audiences below the age of 15 and offensive to those of all ages. Read at your own risk.}} Rankings: #1 in Lycans #1 in wolf

*Completed* *2018 Watty's Longlist!!* *New summary* In the forest they waited. In the forest where the trees had eyes and legs made of root. In the forest where the beasts hunted when the sun fell. In the forest they waited, they waited a girl, not just any girl, but the girl who could break the curse.

|Highest werewolf rating #38 12.04.16| Lottie's never had a place to call home. Jumping at the slightest of noises and running from society is all she's know for the past four years, and cowering from the people she deemed untrustworthy before that. What happens when she meets someone who has a voice that makes her feel welcome and has a touch which she can finally call home. What happens when that person happens to be the most handsome man she's ever set eyes on. What happens when that gorgeous accent rules a foreign country. What happens when she finds out that he is a werewolf King and she is his mate. His queen. Human.

Read the description or watch the trailer :P -> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9zUt8A-N_Ls Skylar is a orphaned werewolf, sent from her home in england to North Dakota. when your parents are killed before your eyes by a pack of wolfs, it doesn't really warm her to the idea of becoming a mate to the most powerful werewolf in the continent... but when life gives you lemons...

My name was once Mia Elizabeth Vauthier. I was the princess of a great land where wolves, grander than any other creature shifted freely between animal and man. Where nature and its inhabitants lived together in an uninterrupted harmony. Where the supernatural was not abhorred by those arrogant beings that called themselves humans. Here the supernatural was just as part of nature as the trees and the grass, just as the Goddess had wished it to be. Since the day of my birth, I had been the envy of all the land. I would be powerful I would be great I would be blessed by the Goddess... Or so they had thought. When I was meant to shed my fragile human skin and flow smoothly in the Goddess' blessed creature of the night, I did not. It did not happen when I was sixteen, or seventeen, or eighteen. The shock had been like steaming water, trickling down the naked skin, tearing skin as it went leaving ugly marks that could never be removed. I became stained. The Princess who was an omega and not just an omega, a wolfless omega. An empty shell, a box with no contents, a heart with no blood. Just an empty vessel. I wished so desperately to fill the empty space with something worth more than the haunting echoes of what should have been but that was not my fate. Instead the once beloved princess I was cast aside, thrust into a tower with no promise of a prince to rescue me. The only dragon that guarded me was my own mind, a sharp weapon which would slowly poison me. I thought nothing could save me... Perhaps it is still too late.

Ivan has hunted a beast for years, and everything he knows about William comes back to Lianne - the beast's first victim, his only survivor and his next target. The plan is simple: protect Lianne, kill William when he comes. But protecting Lianne is anything but simple. Whispers follow her like shadows: of a Lady of the Lost, of her curse and her miracles. Demons prey on her at night. The toll of William's victims continues to rise. And when she speaks to Ivan's wolves, her words restitch their wounds with a hope he hasn't seen in his Pack for years. When William finally shows for the reckoning, Ivan finds everything he loves tested. Just how much can he sacrifice for one woman? Content/trigger warning: This story contains mentions of rape, self-harm, suicide, miscarriage, and drug use. [[word count: 150,000 - 200,000]] Cover designed by @Eunkyung_art

DEFINITELY YOUR ATYPICAL STORY, JUST A HEADS UP -:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:- She was a goddess, they were her worhshipers, and they ruled the wood Her pack is feral, feral packs were myth to his kind these days, but there she was, in her full naked glory, surrounded by wolves. This female knew the wild around her, and feared the humanity that had come to their territory. Damien had sought to enlarge his territory to save his pack from the hunters bound to destroy it, but these wild wolves would not bow to him, only to their feral queen. She was but a wolf, born in the wrong time, and ruled in the wrong time. Humanity had come for her. -:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:- photo creds: Tara McKinney, I just used the photo from Google and made it a cover, the photo isn't mine. Fair warning, in this book, werewolves do not have a moon goddess, they follow the law of nature, and choose their own mates. Also, the werewolves do not possess inhuman strength or advanced healing.

Kidnapped from her pack and abused since childhood, when Arden finally wanders free into the arms of her mate, how long until her demons come looking for her?

He is the Alpha of Death, the bearer of darkness. He is the conqueror and king who hides a beast within. Fate is cruel, fate is damned. I am the moonlight he doesn't need... He declares a war; I declare my own. A war between two souls A war between mates... Ours is a twisted story untold... ---------- Mated to the bearer of death, Freya faces a hard- slapping reality beyond her comprehension and taste. The bittersweet course of fate will woe her to choose between submission and revenge. Add to that the scent of a once forgotten tradition and the discovery of a land unknown to most of her kind. As she fights her rupture and as she seeks reprieve, other outlandish secrets about her and her mate's existence will be revealed. --------- First Published 1/3/2016 (c) marienggles Warning: Not your typical werewolf story. Author is suffering from a wild, savage, and weird imagination. Welcome to Apollo's World... WATTYS 2016 ENTRY