Mel Wilson was living a fairly normal life. With only one year left before she graduates college she didn't expect everything to go wrong just three days before she turned 21. Shoved into the supernatural world and being the key to either stopping or starting an impending war. People are after her, her father is missing, and she doesn't know who to trust. When she ventures out to find out who she is and try to save her dad with an unlikely group of friends the last thing she counts on is love and betrayal. Highest Rankings: #1 bwwm #1 celebrate black writers

A legend was written years ago of two white lycan made to be mates, to love-hate, fight but also made to be together for the supernatural being betterment. Kate David is a lycan who grew up without the devotion of a mother, father, and even by her brother except by the woman she calls grandma. she anyhow believes she doesn't need a mate for it causes agony and weakness. Lawrence Clifford king of kings has been waiting for his mate but gave up ever finding his mate. what happens when these two are meant to be together, will Kate ever learn to love and we both accept each other, or will they run away from fate. Join Kate and Lawrence in their adventure through grief, wrath, and most importantly love. A story filled with heartbreak and betrayal.

Elise had no idea when she came home that day that she'd end up mated to a complete stranger. A new Alpha and the need for an alliance between packs have made her a pawn Excerpt: She lay beside him, staring blankly at the ceiling. The deed was done. They were mated. It didn't matter that she had no love for him nor he for her. Political alliances were more important than feelings...

Growing up in a pack without ever knowing my parents always bothered me. I wasn't technically born in this pack, nor in this country and I've always felt like the members of my pack 'tolerated' me due to the unlikely circumstances. No one was surprised when I stated I wanted to leave and live a quiet life as a rogue, alone in a small town. I finally thought I would have the peace I deserved. I wouldn't have to think about werewolves, mating, the ranks in a pack and where I stood. I was a average werewolf. Mate-less. Then, I met him. Ruthless. Egotistical. Strong. Sarcastic. Cocky. Charming. Pulchritudinous. Chocolate. My Mate.