[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

Only days after her eighteenth birthday, Charlotte finally joins her pack in attending the Winter Solstice, a gathering of the four Western packs in the United States. Even though she is a Beta's daughter, Charlotte plans on keeping her head down at the party, a task that proves more difficult when she runs into the notorious Alpha of the Black Lupis Pack. Alpha Nolan has still not recovered from the tragic, mysterious loss of his first mate. So when he bumps into a young girl from a rival pack and feels the familiar fire reignite in his core, he thinks Fate is playing a cruel joke on him. Intent on keeping Charlotte out of harm's way, Alpha Nolan decides to push his young mate away. But Charlotte, and her dormant wolf, are determined to teach the broken Alpha how to love again. ******NOT YET EDITED**** Top Rankings: #1 in Werewolf (3/08/2022)

Lycidas, similar to the rest of the collection, has a unique ability. Possessing the ability to weaken his enemies through his mere presence, he has no intention of mating, let alone finding his beloved. The thought that he would kill his mate crushes any desire for love. Adrasteia is the daughter of Marcus Brown, an elite civilian within vampyric society. She was born a vampyre, and she knew of this, but she has yet to undergo her transition. However, when her mother and father are murdered by seekers - vampyre hunters - she is left alone, scared, and in the midst of transitioning. Without a male to drink upon and someone to lead her through the difficult time, her transition will not be successful.

Alpha Superior is cursed to be mateless for the rest of his life. As the Champion of Lycanthropes, Alpha Superior is the strongest and oldest of his species. Having been bestowed the gift of immortality as a young man, he lives to protect his pack, but at the highest price any shifter can pay. For within every wolf pack there must be one lone wolf. He remains forever alone so that his fellow lycanthropes can find their mates - soulmates. As the representative of the Goddess Artemis, the Alpha is blessed with great wealth and power, but he can never have what he desires most. He saved her. Found as a baby in the Dominican Republic, Aella is adopted by Kaius and Celest Knight. She grows up in the life of an upper-class daughter of a wealthy lawyer and surgeon with the story of her rescue an untold tale. But she knows she was found as a baby and that her uncle was the one to find her. She can't help the innocent fascination she has with her adoptive father's brother. After she turns eighteen, she realizes that her ordinary privileged world may not be all it seems and that there is always a price for happiness. Alpha Superior's past haunts him, but even worse threatens Aella. And although he tries to stay away, he can't ignore the deep-rooted instinct to protect her. He soon learns that the human child he'd rescued over two decades ago turned into a strong, resilient young woman, and may be his ultimate salvation. He's forced to ask himself what does one do when fate fucks up? Set in modern times, Igniting Icarus is a humorous and sensual story about prohibited love and self-preservation. In 102,000 words, a story of love, fantasy, and turmoil unravels, teaching two star-crossed soulmates and readers that they have to fight for their happily ever after. BEING PUBLISHED 10/19/2022 Igniting Icarus has been inspired by Lady and the Wolf by S.A. Cross.

It was rumored that a beast lived in the shadows, he was known as the sex beast long before a battle went down and after that, he was known as the scarred beast who preyed on females in heat. No female had ever survived his wrath, or bore his mark. Except for one. Lilliana never thought what she would come across on one fateful night where she felt more hornier than ever. Once marked by the beast, everyone frowned upon her and she was ruined until the beast appeared again, claiming her as his. 18+ (Jumps into action real quick!)

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*

Frankie Petrovic is in over her head. Her one night stand is showing up all over the place, breaking into her trailer and offering her weird propositions. As if that's not enough, she is kind of dating Adonis-like, baseball star who has a strange tendency to peek though other people's windows. The two men she is involved with are incredibly handsome, but are very secretive. That is until she stumbles upon a dead girl and they start opening up. Now one claims to be an FBI agent, while the other claims to be a private investigator. Can she trust either of them?

"Shh... Just a little bit more," I told her, unable to separate my lips from hers. A smile appeared on her lips as she straightened taller on her tip toes. It had been days since I last had her in my arms. I wasn't letting go just like that. I had this girl; a woman that had me enchanted for all I knew.. Dark brown hair, and green eyes that seemed to be grabbing my soul whenever they looked back in mine. With this girl, the electricity I needed to jump start my heart never stopped. Because, this woman... She was always a mystery to me. No matter how much time I spent with her, she was something new. Something different. Pure, raw, untouched. Each of her words were precious, her laughter -- a remedy, and the feel of her body was what healed me. I saw wildness in her eyes, yet felt gentle passion under her fingers. A heart of flame, a soul that played like mine. I felt those sparks under her every touch, and held her closer each time, knowing that I may not feel it in days, knowing that every minute with this girl was legendary. Knowing that it might be taken away from me.. And just that one kiss was more addictive than any drug known to man. Dear Lord, I couldn't fight against the thoughts that were going through me. Her smell was flooding my senses now... Blurring my head, and tearing me apart with the simple fact that I was letting her go again. Not again.. Lana.. My sin. The girl that had me under her spell, and the one I was ready to die for. The daughter of the Morphers, and on the side of my darkest enemies. The love I vowed to keep safe and risk my life for.. Once again, walking away. And I... I was a fool in love. For them, just another creature of the night. I was the opposition. One of the leaders, yet unable to keep away from our very enemy. The gracious Lana. The fearless princess. The one I was supposed to kill, not cherish and adore. But it was the hunger that brought us together, and the feast that brings us back.

She has survived. For twenty years she has been running through the woods with the sole purpose of finding a pack that will take her in. Only problem is that no pack in their right minds would take in a scrawling unmated weakling like her. However, what she lacks in strength she makes up with determination. She is set on no longer being a lone wolf. He wants nothing more than to be left alone, but for a strong dominate male like him, it is wishful thinking. Even after going Rogue he is still hounded by the mistakes he has made, the packs he has crossed, and the wolves he has killed. A beast like him deserves to be left alone, to wallow in self-pity and hate until the day he dies. Was it fated that these two meet or sheer dumb luck?

Injured, terrified, and on the run, Kisa never expected salvation to come wrapped in tattoos, scars, and steel. When she crashes-bloody and unconscious-into the garage of Slater Wylde, a brooding mechanic with a body built for sin, she wakes to more than just safety. She wakes to obsession... Slater is rough. Dangerous. Addictive. Precisely the kind of trouble she should run from, but his touch feels like protection and devotion. With Kisa's past still haunting her, she decides to lie low and enjoy a little bit of pleasure from the hands of a Wylde. There's only one problem: Slater has no intention of letting her go. Sometimes, the deadliest remedy comes with oil-stained hands and a possessive streak that burns through the soul.