•Book 1• Young vampire Ashton has lived a life of his own since he was a little boy. After a tragic attack to his coven by a pack of werewolves, he was left orphaned and scarred to hate the murderers of his only family. Alexander was a young boy who was part of a pack, an Alpha for that matter. His father has cast him out of his old life and into a rogue way of living after he came out to him as gay. The only way to get what he desperately wanted, to be a part of a his father's pack again, was to come back with a female mate. Little do these boys know, they are both in for a nasty shock with numerous concequences. Do have fun with me story. -Cat

Anselm Darcy is a vampire, fangs and all. He doesn't sleep, die, age, or love. He can't go out in the sun, can't go a few weeks without drinking blood, and can't connect with any human being around him. He can't remember anything beyond waking up 20 years ago, nor can he remember a time someone liked him. Darcy van Wieren is, by all accounts, just some guy. He's got a girlfriend, a band, a tonne of tattoos, and an all-too-explainable resistance to Anselm's venom- which is the only reason Anselm remembers him at all. And yet, somehow, Anselm can't get him out of his mind- and can't get over the feeling that Darcy belongs to him. Anselm has never fallen in love with his prey- until now.

*****COMPLETE- 6k word, four part short story of the Wild Magic Series, prequel to By the Light of the Moon ***** Dasan and Nibley have been together forever, since the hour of their birth. It should have made their love easy, being born at the side of their very future, but it was anything but easy. "As they came into this world," the midwife said. "So shall they leave it. Together."

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

"You sure he's here?" "Yeah, I'm sure. Can't you smell him? And haven't you heard about the young leopard shifter who's been spotted around these parts? Talk is that he's the lone survivor, and he's going to be ours" ~~~ My name is Fabian Davies, and I am a rogue leopard shifter. But it wasn't always this way. I used to have a family, a leap. We all lived in a huge house in the forest together, and we were one of the strongest leaps of our kind. Now, I live alone, scared to let go of the past or venture far from the house that I used to call my home. My leap disappeared five years ago, leaving me with nothing, no trace of where they went. Not even a note. Zion and Chase. The twins who stumbled upon my home and changed my life for good. They seem to know something about my pack, but without knowing their intentions, how can I possibly trust them? I am a rogue leopard shifter, cast aside by everyone I meet. I am the lone survivor.

Ivan Irlbeck was a boy whose brain has never, and will never, function properly for him. All he wanted was to live the life of a typical teenager, but being gay and having to live with a severe mental illness wasn't making that wish come easy. He lived a life of solitude, and he was beginning to make peace with that. When a new family comes along and moves in down the street, Ivan's life is turned upside down by their older son Ethan, who quickly became enthralled with the mysteriousness that was Ivan Irlbeck.

The Canadian wilderness. A vast forest filled with animals large and small. Wolves, deer, mountain lions, moose, lynxes... and bears. This is the story about a bear. Not just any bear but a polar bear, the largest carnivore on the planet. More specifically, Avery Nanuk a polar bear shifter. Avery Nanuk lives a calm peaceful life as a school nurse working in a school built just for shifters like him. He was found as a cub out in the woods many years before and was adopted into a small wolf pack up in the northern reaches of Canada. Avery has grown up as the only bear shifter in the area and has grown used to the fact of living alone. All Avery wants is a normal and peaceful life living out in the woods in his cozy little cabin and his outdoor swimming pool. But the fates have something else in store. The fates send a bear sized wrecking ball into Avery's once peaceful life. And that wrecking ball's name is Rick Kodiak. *WARNING: THIS STORY IS MANXMAN! DON'T LIKE IT! DON'T READ IT! PLEASE RESPECT THIS STORY AND DO NOT WRITE HATEFUL COMMENTS! ALL OTHERS, ENJOY!

They'd had their happily ever after - at least for the span of two decades. With Allorian being terminally ill, Dael has no choice but to turn him. Neither was prepared for the consequences, though, and Allorian suddenly finds his hands painted red by innocent blood. Sequel to Blood Donor. You don't have to read the first novel, yet it would help greatly with understanding the characters and their relationships. The storylines are entirely different, though, since they are set decades apart. If you didn't read the first novel or are still debating whether to do so, make sure to check out the author's note on the first page! If you're into vampiric madness, you're in for a treat. This is about urges; the urge to feed and to fuck - and to forget. Pleasure in ways unknown to humans, and sick satisfaction. Suddenly being a vampire isn't easy, and I'm going to show you why. - Credit for the pictures used for the cover go to Cassi Josh, Adam Cybulski, and Mads Schmidt Rasmussen, who all made them available via Unsplash.

As Braylon grew up, everyone told him that his mate would be his perfect match, his other half, the love of his life. But the first time he saw his mate, a human, he was kissing someone else. -+- #2 in runt 7/23/18

Eight years into the Infection, a spunky idealist convinces a hardened recluse to help him save humanity. --- For eight years, Zafaru has fought to survive the freezing cold, constant hunger, and vicious Infected. Armed with a dull blade and sharp sass, he clings to a dream of saving the world. For eight years, Recluse has watched the world burn from the safety of his fortress. The Infected don't bother him. He saves his bullets for humans. When Recluse catches Zafaru stealing from him, he is enchanted by his captive's wit, humor, and passion. So when Zafaru sets out to uncover the sinister truth about the growing Infection, Recluse has no choice but to join him. He'll do whatever it takes to keep this fluffy-haired do-gooder alive. Even if he has to save the world. 🎖Honorable Mention in Wattpad's Open Novella Contest 2021 Editor's Pick, September of 2022