They say opposites attract. But what happens when a rogue and an Alpha who both crave chaos end up being mates? It seems like Moon Goddess has made her first mistake. ______ I tilt my head, scrutinizing him. He did the same. A frown tugs on my lips. He did the same. "Copycat," I breathed out. A smile reaches his face and his eyes twinkle with curiosity. His stares bore into me as he eyes me up and down, pride swelling in his chest. He opens his mouth to speak, "Pleased to meet you, mi amor." "It's a pleasure to meet you, too, mate." ______ I'm definitely not a professional writer or any of that sort so mistakes in terms of grammar and plotholes will be inevitable

"Y-your H-highness? I-i'm sorry b-but t-there m-must b-be a-a m-mistake..." A loud growl sounded through the whole ballroom causing me to start shaking and a whimper to escape my lips. This caused the King to stop growling. He pulled me to his chest and yelled out to the whole ballroom. "MINE!" Audrey is an Omega in the Rapid River Pack. Lucas is the Alpha King, Ruling over all and his own pack, The Moonlight Eclipse Pack. Audrey is beaten daily loosing all hope of every meeting her mate. Lucas just wants his mate but feels like she doesn't exist. What happens when the two meet at the Annual Lunar Eclipse Ball? Credits to @M_Rainberry for the amazingly wonderful cover!!!

He is without a pack, He is without a mate, And he is without a wolf, He is the sanctuary of brutality, a slaughter that waits for its turn. He is Killian, the beast built with strength, power, and chaos that yearns for a reign, not of an Alpha, but of a King meant to rule a bigger land. He is not a werewolf, but he is more. Mystery lies beneath his skin as the entirety of him becomes the root of all havoc, a weapon of war that is greater than the Moon can ever accomplish and beyond what she can create. But beneath the power he harbors, lay a weakness that he can never oppose, Valerie. {TW: Violence, Death, Sex} Completed: October 5, 2020 (UNEDITED)

A merman. A mythical creature. The most handsome of them all. The male equivalent of a mermaid. Aria Davidson wasn't expecting to see one with her own eyes. When the workers from the aquarium that Aria works to find an actual breathing merman, With his compelling eyes and strong frame, She feels a strange pull towards him. All women do. He becomes the main attraction of the aquarium... Making all the women crazy... But he has his eyes on Aria.

Maia, 19 years old, is a average she-wolf or so she thought. Bright and tough, she's ready to take on anything thrown her way. Austin, 22 years old, is the Alpha. Owning and living in Werewolf Academy. He has been searching for his mate for over 4 years with no luck. But one day a girl is chosen to attend Werewolf Academy and she changes his life, his own mate. ______ Ranking: 8 in #soulmates 9 in #luna 2 in #kid 9 in #soul © COPYRIGHT 2018 by forest_wonders1 (C.Jones)

Melody has a lot to live up to. Her parents being the perfect mates and her mother being the Mystical Wolf. But Melody isn't like that. She is a normal everyday wolf. Since her 16th birthday she has convinced herself that she has no mate, so she got into a relationship and pushed the pain away. © COPYRIGHT 2019 by forest_wonders1 (C.Jones) But then suddenly Alpha Prince Jayden shows up, and after finding out a Melody is his mate refuses to allow her to leave his side. But she doesn't know how to handle this new found love. ______ Ranking: 2 in #wolfs

Yin and Yang, Black and white, and Love and hate. Polar opposites. Both sides with different values and strengths. Bluebell is as white and they get. A healer with a big sympathetic heart that abhors violence. What happens when she attracts the attention of a King that is as black as the darkest pit? Violent and as vicious as the sea. Will they see eye to eye? and are people actually only one thing? OR Due to an unfortunate event, Bluebell is taken by guards to the castle as a servant. She keeps it low and tries to fight all the stones thrown her way by everyone in the castle. But Bluebell isn't a normal girl. What will happen when they find out? And what will they do now that she's caught the king's attention? -------NOT BASED ON THE ARTHURIAN LEGEND------ Number 1 in Medieval (17,09,2018) Number 2 in Medieval (25,04,2019)

"I was starving. Not a soul cared. The nobles and rich do not care for 'dirt-scum' or 'drunk beggars.' Our King is sick and tired. His heir, the Prince, is a pompous, arrogant, self-absorbed fool. At least, I think so. A beggar has no chance at joy, particularly an orphan one. I am destined to a life of dirt, hard floors, cold, starvation, loneliness, and judgement. I am kicked and scorned; insulted and teased; cold and broken." When Rose meets the Prince her one desire is to show her wrath. Forced into servitude for an act of rebellion, Rose discovers the Prince is not all she thought. Despite their pasts, wounds begin to heal and hearts begin to open. But not all are supportive of a friendship between a Prince and a servant... The Prince wanting to change; the beggar needing to heal; a danger racing towards them. The fight against her heart is about to turn into the fight for her life. (Book #1) Highest rank: #1 in Christ!!!

Mankind is evolving. Some love it, some fear it. Some embrace it, some envy it. For Zoey, the evolution of man has always been in the darkest part of her closet. A place no one touches. Only her family knew of her secret, and her stepfather never let the fact that Zoey was different disappear. But with mankind evolving, Zoey will soon figure out her own evolution is about to change more than she wants it too.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.