Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

WATTPAD EXCLUSIVE BOOK Layla is about to make a mistake when she goes to a new nightclub that's just opened in town. The Wolf Cave is where everyone wants to be. The hottest place invented. But there's a problem. Layla's only seventeen and not allowed in. After striking a deal with her brother, she and her friends sneak in. But this club isn't just any ordinary nightclub. After an altercation that threatens her well-being, the owner of the club intervenes, who also happens to the most powerful werewolf in town. And he's not happy. The moment Colton Dawson lays eyes on the young, human brunette dancing with her friends, he immediately knows this is his punishment for breaking the rules of his world. Mates have been extinct for centuries. Wolves are on the brink of dying out. But for some reason, the bond is sealed between them. Something he doesn't need but can't fight. Even though she's human. Even though revenge is sweeter than love to him. Unaware, Layla is shocked by her connection with this mysterious, handsome man. Before she knows it, her world comes crashing down around her when he bites her, thrusting into a world she will never escape from, were there are secrets at every corner.

WARNING: (MATURE) This story will be Rated R _______________________________ Sucking my teeth again and ignore them, knowing that I can't get out of his hold I just sit on his lap with my arms folded, then look out of the window. Grabbing my chin forcing me to look at him he tells me, "You better watch that attitude." I could tell he didn't like when I act like that so I decided to push him more, "Whatever, what are you going to do." Smirking with a mischievous expression, he states, "You forgot to say 5. And I'll show what I'm going to do," then a hard slap made contact with my ass. "Ouch," I say as I try to rub my butt with my hand and get out of his lap but he easily pulls my hands behind my back while rubbing my legging clad ass. "Shh," he whispers to me and plants a kiss on my parted lips "now, we asked you a couple of questions that you didn't answer, first we asked are you wet for us, are you?" _______________________________ After running away from a horrible past, Jaxlin Montgomery is running into a complicated future. Finding love and safety comes with a price. Trying to balance herself from the past and future, her true home world and the only world she knows, truth and lies, real and fake, and love and hate. As everything collides, will she find her way through or will she always be in between?

DEFINITELY YOUR ATYPICAL STORY, JUST A HEADS UP -:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:- She was a goddess, they were her worhshipers, and they ruled the wood Her pack is feral, feral packs were myth to his kind these days, but there she was, in her full naked glory, surrounded by wolves. This female knew the wild around her, and feared the humanity that had come to their territory. Damien had sought to enlarge his territory to save his pack from the hunters bound to destroy it, but these wild wolves would not bow to him, only to their feral queen. She was but a wolf, born in the wrong time, and ruled in the wrong time. Humanity had come for her. -:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:- photo creds: Tara McKinney, I just used the photo from Google and made it a cover, the photo isn't mine. Fair warning, in this book, werewolves do not have a moon goddess, they follow the law of nature, and choose their own mates. Also, the werewolves do not possess inhuman strength or advanced healing.

| 18+ | Completed | • • • "Did you wax that p*ssy for me? Make it nice and smooth?" • • • River Ballas has a talent for one thing: Cooking. Well two things, if you count harboring a secret fixation on someone- a talent. Vance Lawson was her secret. Her roommate's cold and asshole-ish older brother was not supposed to be in her mind as she laid in bed at night, wondering how skilled his hands really are. And he - definitely - wasn't supposed to be on her culinary school schedule listed as the teacher in room D32.

Wolves are instinctual beings, thriving on hierarchy and a pack mentality. Scars are common among werewolves; showing the world the brutality of werewolf life. Mother nature has never been kind, and for savage beasts who have the unfortunate gift of appearing human, she is even less than sympathetic to their plight. Nova has preferred to stay out of the limelight and lay low most of her life. A wolf who has watched only from the sidelines as her packmates brutally maul each other over petty squabbles and the quest for dominance. However, with the scent of her inbound heat affecting every male that comes within sniffing distance, her days of obscurity are over. Nova finds herself thrown into a battle for the thing she distastes most. Plots are hatched, and everything is not as it seems, it's hard to keep your head above the water and to keep from drowning a midst the confusion and treachery. Instinct lives within every living creature, and Nova is no exception. [Contains mild violence and sexual references]

I'd lived life as a normal girl - or at least, I thought I had. I'd done the acne and the puberty. But then came the dreams and the weird feelings. Those things brought me to the realization that I wasn't normal. My whole life had been a lie. I wasn't average, but someone special. And someone out there wanted me for that.

She was born of werewolf and wolf; her mother had committed the ultimate taboo... and now she was to pay the consequences. She is untameable- she does not submit to any wolf. Allegra's pack is restless, and its hierarchy in chaos. The whispers of her banishment are hot on everyone's tongue... if she cannot submit she will be driven out by fangs. Yet a silver lining seems to crawl out of the murky depths like a leech desperate for a bloody feast- an alpha who is determined to make her wolf submit while simultaneously making her his. With the male's help, Allegra must learn to become more than just a wolf and learn how to control her nature. However time is running out, and there are those desperate to put her down... permanently. [{Welcoming any Cover Art!}]

[Completed] Every Wolf Moon, humans are selected from each village to be sacrificed to the werewolves; creatures worshipped by humans as godlike figures. In a twist of fate, seventeen year old Mila Young is selected to be the annual sacrifice for the Trinity pack, the most powerful pack ruled by King Alpha Roman Stone. Alpha Roman and all werewolves under his rule are cursed. His hatred for the humans and his war on the deity Moon Goddesses has caused his kind to lose the favor of their blessings. However, when Mila reveals herself to have a connection to the werewolves unlike anything a human has ever had before, it becomes apparent that she may be the key to ending the suffering of Roman and his wolves... if only he can overcome the lifelong hatred that clouds his mind and darkens his heart. Excerpt: "You smell like wolf," The King Alpha declared, his voice low and angry. "I killed one," I both explained the smell and threatened at the same time. "And you think you can kill me? You think you can take my pack?" I glanced around at all the lycans still in their wolf forms, bowing obediently towards me. Could I take all of them on? I doubted it. I didn't even think I'd get this far. I didn't even know what was going on. When I turned back to the King Alpha, he was significantly closer. "Stay back!" I cried out in fear. The power flared within me once more, lifting whimpers from around me. The King Alpha hesitated again, his eyes skating over me with confusion. He took a deep breath, sniffing the air around me as he hadn't yet gotten any closer. "You smell like... my mate." {{Warning: Some scenes may be unsuitable for audiences below the age of 15 and offensive to those of all ages. Read at your own risk.}} Rankings: #1 in Lycans #1 in wolf