Cooper Bradenton hates high school- most likely because his fellow werewolf classmates are assholes and treat him as the gay loner outcast. He has never been that guy- the popular jock with great grades, the powerful warrior with incredible skills and proud parents, or the talented tracker that his pack relies on. Cooper finds that he's best at cursing unnecessarily, snarking back in the worst situations, and consuming chocolate Pop tarts at alarming rates. However, Cooper's foundation is shaken when a certain Beta comes into town and the two discover that they are mates- predestined to fall in love. As Beta of the Dark Wood Pack, Axel has to maintain a certain level of control. He has a routine that he religiously follows and he never strays from it. The crunch of bones underneath his paws, the slide of blood between his fingertips- they all leave him satisfied. None of that even comes close to the joy he feels when he finds his mate, Cooper. Unfortunately, Cooper's home and school life isn't the easiest, and the two hour distance between their packs complicates their relationship. Axel must, for the first time ever, give up a bit of control when Cooper refuses to be bossed around.

Jay was a twenty-year-old university student, living a normal life in a normal world. Until, one day, he woke up in a different room, in a different city, in a different world. And most importantly, a different body. A body that belonged to Rayvon, the villain in a BL Werewolf story who suffered a horrible death at the hands of the Alpha main character. To escape the fate that was most certainly not his, Jay fled from rogues, picked up another main character on his way and went off to live far-far away from Rayvon's problems. But trying to live a normal life in the world of werewolves with a wolf's voice inside his head was definitely hard. And it did not get any easier after meeting his mate. A/N: This is a boyxboy story. If you're not comfortable with the genre, don't read it. Also, the cover photo is not mine. Credit to the rightful owner.

(boyxboy/manxman/malexmale) Aiden is a 15 year old rogue, not even old enough to have a solid place in a pack yet let alone a mate. What will he do when he is suddenly caught in the middle of hunting in someone else's territory and what do the Northern Tribes know about him that he and his loved ones don't? This story contains boyxboy (Love between two males). Unwanted comments will be removed so please don't be judgemental and enjoy the story for what it's about and not your sexual values. Thank you xx New Cover By FILIPxxx <3

Casius's clan was wiped out and now he's on the search for a new home with the three cubs he also rescued. Fighting off predators and starvation is no easy feat but an unexpected encounter, new alliances and a love interest set to enhance his life in many different ways but repeat after me this is no laughing matter. Highest rankings: #1 Love #1 hyena #1 children #2 pack #3 mates #7 shifter #9 werewolf #12 manxman #13 boyxboy

Cameron White has never understood the appeal of a relationship: he much prefers his own company, or the company of a cigarette. When an incident one night turns everything upside down, Cameron finds his whole outlook changed, as well as reality as he knows it.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't touch you even if my life depended on it" he hisses angrily. I dare not move a single muscle, afraid that it will show how much the comment hurts. He tosses his bag onto the floor, making me flinch. With a growl he storms out of the room and slams the door, leaving me trembling and hurt. Elmer has always been unwanted by his mate. Cassian, or Scar as most know him, is a dark one. Stronger, wilder and more savage; the dark ones are feared by most. They are the stuff of legend and myth, most of all because they are known to be mateless. But not Cassian. By a curel whim of the moon he has been granted a mate, but their bond is nothing either of them wants.

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!)

"I don't want you to mark me" I said quickly. "Why?" he asked me, his tone seemed calm but i knew he was far from it. "I have a commitment towards my pack" I told him, hoping he'll understand but to my astonishment his eyes were dark now and he held his palms in a tight fist. "You are my mate Templar, you belong to my pack" he said in a condescending tone. My blood boiled at the tone he was using with me. Nobody talks to me like that. Nobody. "Do not use that tone with me, Everett. You are not my Alpha, I respond to-" none, i was about to say, but had to bite my tongue to change that. I was not ready to tell him that I'm the sole White Shifter, not ready to tell him I'm The Alpha of my pack. So i lied, again.

"Everett" I called him when he paused in his tracks. I looked around and realized that we were right in the middle of a clearing. "Why did we stop here?" I enquired in bewilderment. Everett, who had his back to me, turned to face me. The hurt expression in his face didn't miss my notice even when he tried his best to conceal it from me, by giving me a small smile. "You know I love you right?" he asked me and I nodded happily. I knew my mate loves me and I love him too. He stepped forward, cupped my face in his hands and placed a light, feathery kiss on my forehead. "I'm doing this because I love you" he whispered, and then taking a step back, curled his fingers to form a tight fist. I stared at his fist and then glanced up to clash with his pacific blue eyes, "Doing what?" I prompted. Everett didn't bother replying; instead he shifted into his huge black wolf, compelling me to take a few steps back. 'Shift' he commanded through the link. I looked away not meeting his gaze because I didn't appreciate the way he commanded me. Nobody commands me. Nobody. 'I, Everett Green, Alpha of Waterwave Pack, am challenging you, Templar Green, White Wolf, for a fight'