Leather clad, in army boots and oozing raw sex, Lycans were a breed you simply didn't mess with. Some were born normal, while other were born elite. * * * * * Tavian, the elite-born warrior with three hardcore brothers, Kevlar, Hack and Crev, were warrior brothers and first in command in the Lycan King's army. With Tavian in the lead, the four brothers controlled the western side of the country's defense against the danger that lived amongst humans and Lycans alike - they served and protected, born to kill. Jane was just a normal human, living her life oblivious to the danger she was about to become a part of. Thrown into a war that wasn't hers, she stumbled into the arms of a man who claimed he had a destined right to her heart. Strong-willed and stubborn, neither of them were prepared for one another, but as they say, through love and war... you learn what is worth fighting for. Tavian knew the moment he met his fated mate, he would fight with everything he had to keep her by his side forever. And Jane learned that even though a beast lived inside the man who claimed to want her, had more than enough heart that needed love. Together, they had to become what each other needed. Or else... all would be lost. (*This blurb is a work in progress - don't judge the book on this poor description, lol)

❝DEATH IS COMING, DEATH IS COMING.❞ A girl watches kingdoms fall as a man stained with the blood of an empire, puts a crown on her head. [4.15.17] all rights reserved ©2017

"GOD SAVE ANYONE WHO STANDS IN HER WAY." Even the painters couldn't capture the kind of darkness with which she made an empire bow. • winner of thefaefolk's book of the month • © sianna okaat 2017 • 284 in fantasy • 5 in #tarot •

How do you fight the Moon? The King has fallen to a God. The world is gathering, surrounding the Northern hemisphere on all side, crushing, strangling the land in a tight noose. All they demand is Charlie's head. The female Alpha born from two alphas. The first of her kind. Charlie's mother Victoria was the first female Alpha, who has created the way, has walked the path first for her daughter to follow with ease behind her. Through teeth and claw the Northern Hemisphere was a sanctuary for Charlie to be raised on. Now, it's become the center for the Moon's army to face the sharpened weapons of Charlie's army. The great spread of old has returned to the meeting place where the final battle will occur. Trades will be made, sides picked, and the blood-red path will be walked until only the One remains. There can only be One. The Moon intends to keep her position while Charlie fights the fight for the Wilds, who have been severed from their souls at death. Punished to wander the world as ghosts without their halves. She fights the true fight for the Wilds, who can't fight for themselves. Charlie needs to understand who she has come from and who she can become. Charlie needs to understand how to bleed and how to bleed well. She needs to become a God-eater. Welcome to the second half of Odin's Prize.

❛WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU MAKE THE TEN MOST POWERFUL GODS ALIVE PLAY A GAME OF MUSICAL CHAIRS WITH ONE SEAT?❜ They fight - to the death. They fight over three crowns and a throne with steel spiked maces. They despair a little more everyday keeping their vows. They wander in hospitals to find a cure for their torn hearts. They haunt castles and secret passages. They betray the ones they love the most. They are dying women and miserable men. They make peace with their enemies, not friends. Girls of rivers with hair like the night dance down the moon stairs. Goddesses of flame hold out hands which crumble and burn. This story sings of three rings. Of forgotten maps. Of a queen who should not be alive after all she has suffered. But most importantly, it sings of three gilded crowns studded with the jewels of the heavens. Crowns of glass. ➳ Shortlisted for the Wattys 2018. ➳ Now a featured Wattpad story. ➳ Winner of over fifteen prestigious awards. ➳ Highest rank: #2 in Fantasy. ❛NO ONE TOLD ME THAT BEING A QUEEN WOULD MEAN PAYING THE PRICE OF POWER WITH STEEL AND BLOOD, DARLING.❜ rubyruins | all rights reserved ©