Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. __________________________________________ It was odd, seeing them tremble. Their necks long, bowed in submission. She could smell their tears, hear them dripping from their cheeks, the crisp leaves of autumn resting on the forest floor catching them in their brittle fingers. Their sobs, hiccups, echoing in the silent area, just beyond the perimeter of the Giant Sequoia; whispers of pleading for life, bubbling off trembling, desperate, lips. Her stomach rolled; disgust grew in a pit in her abdomen. Fury built like a storm in her stomach, a growl building in her throat she couldn't contain- she didn't want to contain. She couldn't help but spit at their feet, feeling her nails grow on shaking hands. She would enjoy their deaths, she would feed on their carcasses. This was going to be a massacre. She would be re-born, in blood. Highest rating: 75-werewolf 5/20/20 #1-strong female character 6/7/2020 #1- torture 6/15/2020 #3- insane 8/31/2020 #2- alpha female 1/26/2020

Hello Humans (and Others), Changelings are rare creatures. Beautiful, mysterious, deadly, and a lot of other cool descriptive words that I just don't have the time to think of right now. If you don't know what a changeling is, then look it up. Or don't, it doesn't really matter to me. The descriptions in old Irish folklore aren't really true, anyway. (The Irish drink a lot, so I've heard. My best advice is to take their stories with a grain of salt). I know precisely what a changeling is, because I am one. Yes, I am a changeling, not a wolf. I am not a wolf shifter even though that is who I live with... now. Alive. Remember that. It's a long story, but so worth it. Because it's about me; the beautiful, mysterious, deadly... You get the idea. Yours, Innie P.S. There are objectionable things inside. Language, sex, maybe some violence involving stilettos and wolves...

PREVIOUSLY NAMED EZEKIEL'S LUNA "Raven Moros. Charged with the murder of Beta Colton's wife Abigale. Sentenced to twenty self inflicted lashes, followed by fifteen lashes by Colton. Your body will be hung in the clearing for the moon to witness. Do you accept?" A shiver ran down her spine at the sound of his voice. It sent her blood rushing through her veins, her body thrumming to life. "I accept." She directed her voice to the whip, afraid to meet the eyes of said Alpha. "You may begin." A trembling hand reached out for the whip. Raven quickly clenched her hand, angry that she was showing fear. She attempted again, this time no a quiver of fear radiating from her body. Her hand steady, her fingers wrapping around the whip's handle. The handle was worn out of its ridges. Gripped and held for many years, made to fit the palm of a steady male. Her hand was smaller than the worn parts of the handle. She could almost feel the pain this whip had caused over the years. Could almost feel the sweaty hand that gripped it. Raven's jaw set, her lips in a firm line. Her gaze slowly lifted to the pack watching on. None looked like they were about to interfere. Many looked on with interest specked in their eyes. They were hungry. She'd give them what they wanted. WARNING: Graphic material. First chapter is very graphic. You have been warned.

Unforgivable will be removed from Wattpad on Oct 20 2020 and published to Amazon Kindle! Lyri is a rejected she-wolf, but only she and her mate know the devastating truth. Her pack lives in ignorance of their alphason's betrayal of his truemate. Instead his choice is celebrated and loved. Fiercely determined to gain her place by her mate's side, Lyri fights with everything she has... and fails spectacularly. Her mate's father, the Alpha, declares Lyri nulla venia, unforgivable, and sentences her to suffer a brutal punishment under the Moon. Lyri would have died, but three males take her to their home to heal. Now, Lyri must make a decision, does she stay and choose to belong to these males, or does she flee to live alone in the wilderness? Her decision will have consequences that she never imagined, but she is already unforgivable. Can she finally win her battles and become the she-wolf she was meant to be? Warning - Story contains mature subjects including sex and violence.

***Teague's Breeder will be published on Amazon Kindle and in print May 15th, 2020. It will be removed from Wattpad on May 10th, 2020. Only the first five chapters will remain on Wattpad*** WARNING: Mature. Contains Sexual Situations, Dubious Consent, Language. MMF sexual situations. Bisexuality, Homosexuality, Heterosexuality, and Sex-by-Wolf (not bestiality, just... sex without human sensibilities considered morally acceptable, i.e. dubious consent). Make good choices. Mina Daschel is poor. Dirt poor. It's not the end of the world, but sometimes it feels that way, especially as she struggles along raising her younger brother and sister while trying to keep her mom out of jail. Maybe she would have been fine, but then her mate, Blu, rejected her. Now all she can do is keep her head above water while life sweeps her further and further downstream. Her Alpha notices. It's his job to notice, after all. But Alpha Alexander has a bigger problem. He's not much of an alpha. It's his best friend and Beta, Teague, who is the real muscle in the pack, but Teague is MateLess. Cursed to be alone until his wolf goes feral and Alexander has to kill him. Why not kill two birds with one stone? Alexander institutes the Breeder program in his pack and gives the young Mina to his Beta, Teague, to be used to provide pups to the male. Of course, it can't really be that simple. There's the morality, naturally, and the rumors, and the falling in love, and Blu... but Teague isn't above doing whatever is necessary to take a Mate for himself. Beggars can't be choosers, unless they are bigger than everyone else... WARNING: Mature. Contains Sexual Situations, Dubious Consent, Language

[COMPLETED]✔ Book 3 of The Deliverance Series Ménage--MxFxM How do you win a game when you don't know who all the players are? --⊰♥⊱-- "You can't break what's already broken..." "...you can't hurt a girl that's already dead inside." Although his question nearly shatters my heart to pieces, my voice is even, "I learned how to stop crying. I learned how to hide inside of myself. I learned how to be somebody else, somebody that I'm not. Most importantly...I learned how to be cold and numb..." He remains quiet, his lips pulling into a tight line as he clenches his jaw. The deep concern with multiple questions linger in his fiery reddish orange eyes pierce through my cobalt ones easily, almost as if he's staring straight into my soul. Briefly, a golden glimmer reflects across the surface of those unmistakable true born hybrid eyes... --⊰♥⊱-- Highest Hot List Rankings: #1 in Vampire (Not Edited)

Sample Only The rest of this story is published to Amazon If the moon has made me this way, then I should be Moon-blessed, not Moon-cursed. He is the Alpha, and I am his Beta. It's time for me to bend straight; there are some lines I must not cross here. But every time I see him, the lines curve, gnawing into my soul...for he is my mate. This is our destiny, yet nobody can know that the Moon has doubly blessed and cursed us with the forbidden love. A hidden, dark fire. It was our secret. A secret we denied - a secret too dark to share. We don't bend that way. I left. I had to escape the torture, the heartache - I lived among humans; I studied them. I found myself. Or, I should say, my Professor, discovered me. They can never know that a human male seduced me, or that I loved him; it means certain death for both of us. He taught me everything I know, made me the wolf I am today. But even that love was not enough. I return to my territory today. Leaving the sophisticated freedom of the city for the stifling traditionalism of my pack - a place where my soul, my desire, my love must be locked away and hidden. This ache is my one true companion, never leaving my side. Perhaps the pain never ends, but I must go on. I'm not the runt I once was. My body is lean, muscled, and powerful now. I see my transformation in their eyes. I see it in his eyes. He may be my Alpha, but he will come to me. The moon may have cursed us both, and our path may be full of torture, pain, and lines so curved that we get lost - but I have no choice. He has no choice. It is time for me to bend straight for the pack - but in my soul, I know my lines are curved and undulating, and that they all lead to him, my rightful mate. My cursed mate, one that fate demands, and that our society forbids. I don't know how to go on.

2016 Watty Award Winner for Most VORACIOUS Read Sample only. This book is PUBLISHED! How do you tell yourself not to breathe? He is my mate, and she is his everything. But he chose her, against every single instinct that we both know. For that, I have been whipped, shunned, shamed, disgraced, and broken. All for one moment of madness, I could not control. After two years, I left, unable to bear the pain and loneliness anymore. That was then. This is now. I am back, and I am not the juvenile I was. I am now a fully grown female. I feel his eyes on me, but I can't. I won't. I shouldn't. Time has healed my wounds, but not the deep scars the whip seared into my flesh or his indifference to my heart. Each breath is a pain, and his scent overwhelms me. But I can smell her in it. He still will not give her up, despite his own body crawling with a deep, physical desire that only a mate can satisfy. I breathe: I exist, barely. I am a midwife. I bring life into a cruel world that haunts me every day, and the Doctor I work with is the only one in this pack who holds faith in me. He is the one person who stands up for me - and I feel light again when I am with him. What kind of life is this when two mates cannot be together, yet every part of their primal soul yearns for it infinitely? What kind of cruel moon would torture a she-wolf like this? I can't go on, but I must. Whatever happens, I must attend to my purpose and give my miserable life some meaning; perhaps I can snatch some joy in pieces, but now I see that he needs me - but he also wants her too. How do you tell yourself not to breathe?

•Completed• Featured Wattpad Story How do you fight the moon? It's not Charlie you've been waiting for, it's always been, Odin. Follow this epic journey of Odin and Charlie in the world where tooth and claw rule. Where the very belief systems of wolves are challenged on the most fundamental levels. There is only one true path to walk on, the blood red path.... Wolves lose themselves to their wild. There can only be One Alpha.

[COMPLETED]✔ Book 1 of The Deliverance Series Ménage--MxFxM 2017 Fiction Award Winner for Best Mature Book. --⊰♥⊱-- "Death would be too good for you," the evil glint in his crimson orbs startles me, not expecting this to be his reaction, "you've never been owned? You've never lived a day in your life by the code? Let's see how much I can torture you and make you beg for your death you stubborn ass bitch." No... "K-Kill me," I lift my right hand, the weakness in my punch to his face amuses him. I'm beyond beaten, my blood continuing to trickle from my wounds. In my past experiences, it should slow within the next few minutes...it always does. "I-I wi-will not b-be owned!" The vampire's eyes revert to those haunting malachite orbs, reaching into his pocket with his freehand and revealing a tranquilizer. "No," he sneered, "you want to die having fought as hard as you could. You'll recover and then I'll break you all over again, if you don't follow the code of conduct, you'll be severely punished. You'll beg for your death as a sniffling coward, not as someone who fought for their life." --⊰♥⊱-- Highest Hot List Rankings: #1 in Vampire #1 in General Fiction ⚠ This book has sexual content and intended for audiences 18+. Read at your own risk. (Not Edited)