When Alec Radacovick becomes the head Queen's guard he feels as if he is on top of the world. For once, everything seem to be coming right in his life. He's about to ask his girlfriend to marry him, take a page out of his older brother's book and buy a house.....heck he may even want kids again. But the calm before a storm is always the deadliest. A part of the Ace of Queen series. Please read that before this or you will be lost <3

"History is written by the victor." Clare's story. Ace of Queens book 7

Oh my god, the 6th book in the Ace of Queens series. Please read the others before this lol thank you <3

Ace of Queen series. Maya Dorin's story

"A King is not complete without his Queen." This is a story. A story that is far too unreal for anyone believe. A story that everyone should believe in. A story about love and death. A story so powerful that even the greatest and scariest leaders will kneel for it. A story about a woman and a man. A story of how a tiny mere human girl who made the werewolf King kneel in front of her because she shed a tear. This is not the fairytale that you thought you knew COMPLETED

I felt deep heavy breathes fanning my face. I hesitantly looked up. 'Damn it Kage! You're a hybrid! Stop acting scared!' I mentally scolded myself. I looked up to lock gaze with a set of piercing bright honey golden eyes. Bright bluish-silver specks surrounding his eyes. I felt drawn to them. My eyes roamed his face and let me tell you...he was a Greek god. Perfectly shaped eyebrows, straight nose, firm pink lips and a strong, sharp jawline. I am 100% sure this man was sculpted by the gods themselves. His face just looks so kissable. A few locks of his jet black silky hair fell onto his forehead. Damn...... Tingles started to emerge from the contact of my hands above me. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "Eeek!" I was being thrown over his broad muscled shoulders....wait, what? 'Snap out of it Kage!!!!' "Who the hell are you!? Damn it! Put me down before I send your head flying!" I threatened as I growled. I thrashed my legs all about and punched his back. His grip on me tightened and he kept walking as if there wasn't a raging Hybrid on his shoulders. "Let me go! Goddammit!" "Stop squirming and shut the hell up before I take you right here, right now, mate." He warned in a deep growl. Well shit, did he just say Mate? ⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊ Hey everyone, this is my first book so please forgive me if there are any incorrect grammars, spelling, you know, stuff like that. Please enjoy☺︎ 1st Book in the Lycan series. Highest Ranks: #1 in Lycan {18/5/2018} #1 in witch {21/8/2018} #1 in moon goddess {12/9/2020} #1 in lost memories {1/7/2020} #1 in werewolf {14/6/2020} #1 in goddess {31/7/2020} #1 in halfbreed {10/9/2020} #1 in possessive {8/1/2021} #2 in love {13/3/2019} #2 in hybrid {27/7/2020} #4 in vampire {16/1/2019} Started- 7/3/2018 Status- Ongoing

|Highest werewolf rating #38 12.04.16| Lottie's never had a place to call home. Jumping at the slightest of noises and running from society is all she's know for the past four years, and cowering from the people she deemed untrustworthy before that. What happens when she meets someone who has a voice that makes her feel welcome and has a touch which she can finally call home. What happens when that person happens to be the most handsome man she's ever set eyes on. What happens when that gorgeous accent rules a foreign country. What happens when she finds out that he is a werewolf King and she is his mate. His queen. Human.

⚠️ ORIGINALLY TITLED SILENT LUNA ⚠️ After a terrible car accident when she was seven, Eirenae's life got turned upside down. Her father changed everything, becoming rotten and abusive to the point it caused her to stop speaking entirely. Eleven years later and she still lives by his rules, trapped under his thumb. She has nowhere to go; no life outside the awful one she's forced into at home, and any time she tries to speak, her voice fails her. Without much hope left, she suffers in silence. Until moving to a new town changes everything. Arriving at her new school, Eirenae immediately catches the attention of six students. They're the nicest anyone has ever been to her, but everything about them strikes her funny: they're naturally perfect, have insane athletic reflexes, and they keep using strange words like "Alpha", "Luna", and "pack". On top of it all, their eyes horrifyingly seem to change color and no matter how much she runs or gives hints she should be left alone, they won't stop being overly friendly. No one seems to be willing to explain anything to her, so maybe it's time to bring her life back into her own hands, discover what has been hiding from her past, and let herself be rescued. . . and maybe not particularly in that order! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -Book 1 -Precedes "Fatal War" -Started: April 4th, 2018 - Completed: May 1st, 2019 - Rewritten: May 2nd, 2022 -Published: February 18th, 2023 -#1 in Abuse: 9/21/2019 -#1 in Mate 10/5/2019 -#1 in luna 10/16/2019 -#3 in Werewolf 12/26/2019 -#1 in Whitewolf 1/28/2020 -#1 in Mute 2/9/2020 -#2 in Telekinesis 4/25/20 -#1 in Royalwolf 3/15/22 new version: -#10 in Werewolf 10/5/22 -#1 in Telekinesis 10/11/22 -#3 in Published 2/18/23 -#4 in Whitewolf 2/18/23 -#2 in Published 3/28/23 -#1 in Published 5/3/23 -#3 in Powers 10/14/25

A short story following Tobias after the chaos of Queen Ascending. please read Queen Material and Queen Ascending before or it will make no sense :) The God of the Underworld find himself in a strange position as he wanders the streets of New York with a pocket full of posies.

Torryn, one of the most vicious alpha male of his era, imprinted on Snow, a mere woodland -raised she wolf. Their undeniable affinity for each other grows as the secrets of their past unfold. Will it break them? Or will it entangle them back together? ~~~ Another pang of thunder distracted Snow Grimlake from her thoughts as her hands trembled beside her temples. Her eyelids now closed shut. She could not bear anymore of this. Her eyes started to tear up. "Does the thunder bother you, little bird?" The familiar scent woke every fiber of Snow's body as she intently listened to his voice. His voice rasped, breathy, honeyed and almost guttural made every inch of her body tingle. There he stood before the bed still in his ripped dark trousers with a knee propped on the elevated mattress. Snow failed to answer as her gaze stuck at the curves of his shoulders, the sharp edges of his jaw down to the veins on his arms. She looked away as she took glimpse of the furrows below his stomach where his manhood hid. She heard a chuckle as the alpha shook his head. "Answer me, when I talk to you." This time his voice felt enraged. Snow managed as a nod and affirmed her alpha's orders. "Yes, alpha." "Good, little bird."