THIS BOOK IS COMPLETED but it will be HEAVILY EDITED and have things added to it in the future. I wrote this book when I was much younger. I didn't expect it to reach this amount of popularity so I will devote my time to bettering it in the future. ------------------ Every year, in our village and the neighbouring villages, we encounter, on what is suppose to be the most divine and celebrated day of the year, a visit from the 'big bad wolf'. At least that's what the children call him. Adults like to call him "inhuman" or a "wild ravenous monster". However, the majority settle for "beast". No one knows why he ruins this specific day for us, the day we can celebrate our species: werewolves. Some despise him for taking this day from us and forcefully exchanging our merry and joyful laughs to screams of fear. When that specific day of the year approaches us, none of us are ever prepared for it. He always comes at night. We are told to lock our windows, draw our curtains and our doors. We are told to hide. There's one main rule that we have: don't look at him. Because if you do, no one knows what'll happen to you. Maybe that's the worse part, not knowing your fate. Not knowing the outcome of your foolish actions. If he comes roaming your streets, you have a right to be scared. Us "maidens" are always encouraged to hide ourselves the most, it's women that he supposedly wants more. However, I believe that that is a cautionary excuse. He'll take you, no matter how old or how young, no matter how innocent or how corrupt, no matter your gender, all it takes is a look. Either he looks at you, or you look at him, or you both exchange looks. Either way, his senses will pick you up, and you can't hide. It'll be too late. The amazing cover is by @-blackrogue. The amazing aesthetics in this book are by @mackreadsbooks24 Highest Rankings: 1st in #werewolflove 1st in #fierce 1st in #defiant 1st in #feminism 1st in #monster + many others

When Fae is taken from her home without warning, she is thrust further into the realm of Heaven and Hell than she ever wanted to. As a Falling Angel plots to take her love, a Fallen Angel simply plans to take her soul. Desperately trying to fight the two forces, she begins to love her capture and maybe even he in return.

Sarah was just a "normal" girl. One night on a whim, she wished upon a star for an angel's help. To her surprise, a Guardian Angel came into her life just in time to let her know the REAL Sarah and her destiny to save her life as well as her Fathers'. Enter into a journey of mystery, untold truths and evil that tries to destroy mankind.

"Oh Mara... My sweet little forbidden fruit, you think you can reject me? Well you're fucking wrong. You're mine and mine only." *** Amara Celestia De'Russo, a rebellious teen who doesn't abide the rules but instead makes them. Apollo Levine Salvatore, Alpha of Mischief Pack. They shared a past as star crossed lovers, but what will happen when Mara realises that they shared a deeper past than she remembered? What happens when Apollo isn't the person she imagine or known to be? What will happen when they share a kiss of mischief?

A soft caress of hand hit my cheek catching tear that escaped. I shuddered as thrilling tingles danced across my skin from where the hand touched. His hand traveled further down gripping my chin in a soft but firm grip lifting my head up. "Open your eyes." His minty breath fanned across my face, making my head spin. I tried to squeeze my eyes tighter as if I could glue them together. Feeling him lean in closer I tried to pull my head back but he held my face steady. His mouth now near my ear. "Darling," he purred. His head leaned down running his nose up and down the length of my neck, deeply inhaling in and out. "Why don't you open your eyes?" He whispered. _____________________________ Alpha Julian was not a man to be trifled with. Known for his cold hard demeanor and violent ways while also keeping his pack secluded and mysterious. The Alpha never took kindly to people who trespassed onto his territory even if they were human. It was an unspoken rule to not hike along a certain trail into the mountain from the small town Heus, the community knew that. Townspeople would whisper about the wolves running along the forest trails hiding amongst the shadows. What happens with the town receives a new member of the community named Angelica Wolland. She was adventurous. Never have a fear of what next hike she was going to take. Until she comes to her new town. She notices how people hide in their shops and house all hours of the day. People warn her not to go hiking in the woods, but Angelica doesn't seem to realize the true terror that lies in the forest. This is my first story. Please read. (: **SLOWER UPDATES** Maybe some mature scenes.

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* *This story was written a long time and needs to undergo intense editing--working on it!* He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

Annabel had the perfect family. That is until a tragic accident takes her mother's life. Now, 10 years later, Annabel is 18 years old and her father is remarried. Claudia isn't a bad stepmom, but she decided that they should move away from the bad memories. California is way different than Colorado, though, and on top of the move Annabel has to finish out her senior year in a new school. She meets new friends and begins getting comfortable with her new life until he comes along. Angel Owens; The ultimate mystery. It seems like every time Annabel gets into trouble, he's always there to save her. He also seems to know an awful lot about her. What is he hiding? Why does he seem so familiar? But most importantly, why does Annabel feel so drawn to him? ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Ranking- #1 in #guardianangel

River Wilde. I'd hated that boy since I was seven years old. They day we met was the day my poor life was ruined. He was rude and arrogant and cocky. I'm pretty sure he's not even a wolf, more a squeaky little rodent if you ask me. The entire school is obsessed with him and he's only obsessed with pissing me off. He'd tormented me since the day we met. He made up nicknames, he embarrassed me and he always managed to get me into some sort of trouble. I couldn't stand him. • I'm as bad as they come and cockier than the devil himself and hell bent on watching her blonde ponytail bounce as she walks away in frustration after every single conversation we have. She's hot, ok? Rory is sassy and loud and the hottest girl in the school, though she'll never admit it. Nobody really knows that she's shy and quiet and the good girl her father always tells her to be at home, but our fathers are friends, so I know all her little secrets. She's mine. She doesn't know it yet, but she will very, very soon. • Poor, poor Aurora Hunter must put up nearly everyday with the never ending antics of none other than River Wilde. The school bad boy, the popular guy... the new alpha? Childhood rivals. One sassy little girl and one overly-confident young man. It's almost as if the story is able to write itself. • There will be spanking and extreme sexism in this story. If you don't like that stuff, don't read. I most likely will not be adding warnings within the book, so this is it! Otherwise, happy reading!

There's a lot of secrets that live in this house, so many bad things happened that would give you nightmares. After a tragedy that changed the community forever the house was abandoned. Luke is a ghost who is bound to this house he can't leave and he can't move on until he get closure. Now after all this time someone is finally moving in. My name is Jess, People think I'm weird I guess because I'm antisocial but if they knew the reason why I am the way I am they would understand . My aunt thought moving to a new town a "fresh start" would be good for me but the new house is super creepy and I feel as if I'm going crazy I swear there's a boy living in this house with us but no one can see him but me.