Life Lesson #1: If you are planning on going to a nightclub in the middle of sketchy, dark woods, don't. Life Lesson #2: If there are too many attractive, healthy people in said nightclub, be alarmed and rethink Life Lesson #1. Life Lesson #3: If you were foolish enough to ignore rules 1 and 2, I suggest you haul ass. Aeress is one of those special people who obviously need a couple more life lessons... ----------------------------------------------------------------- He chuckled. It was dry but it was an addictive sound. "No," he brought his nose against her collar, "not at all." His lips skimmed over her exposed skin. She sighed at his touch, riding the sweet, overwhelming waves that came with. "You've barely touched me," Aeress had her hands skimming up the back of his neck and in between his strands. "And I'm falling apart." His voice was a little hollow and this worried her. "The bond we have is responsible for that." She tugged at him until he looked up. For a moment she just basked in how handsome he was. "I don't think so," she leaned in for a kiss, "I think that you are just about the most fascinating man I have ever met. And we have only just met. I don't think a bond can simply erase the will of an independent woman like me." His eyes came to life with a blazing fire. He closed the distance between them and kissed sensation back into her body, setting off every nerve in her flesh. Everything came to a boiling point, sizzling with need. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ °°MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT OF ALL KINDS, AND I MEAN ALL KINDS°° Highest Rank: #7 in Werewolf, #79 in Romance

"This was the pack I had heard only stories about in my younger years. The pack of wild wolves blessed by the Gods, that embraced their savagery, that were born to hunt and install fear into the hearts of all those weaker than them." *** The Colorado pack, is a pack like no other. They stand alone from the rest - a group of wolves made to be fighters, to enforce the balance between all wolves when conflicts arose between Alpha's, led by an Alpha more powerful than the rest. Emily is a wolf unable shift. Possessing the genes of both her human mother and wolf father, she is blessed with the gift of strength and agility like any other wolf, but her inability to shift forces her to withdraw from pack dynamics. At the age of twenty-three she's sick of her life and desperate to escape, and she knows exactly where she wants to go. Could a wolf like Emily ever be accepted within Colorado's ranks? Could she earn the respect of the terrifying Alpha? CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT COPYWRITE ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 2019

He was the Sea in a body of flesh. - - Thadal rules an empire of the sea. Akesis is a gifted wolf. - - I knew there would come a time when they would come back. I had learned who I was, but I had also learned to love. Decisions would be made only ever to help, never hurt. Even though the consequences would anyways. ***mature content: violence, sex, swearing. this is a warning ! also a completely new branch of writing, bear with me. all pictures are not owned unless said otherwise.

"No." I stated. "They don't exist." His emerald eyes pierced into my soul, they seemed to be dissecting me. He had his arms wrapped around my waist, each passing second his grip was getting tighter and tighter. He started to lean in, closing the gap between us. His eyes never hesitating from my lips. He inched closer and closer until I could feel his minty breath now fanning out on my face. He licked his lips before looking into my own eyes again, and with a smirk he swooped his head down. I prepared for the kiss but it never came, he came in and swiped his head to the side. Rubbing his cheek with my own, the soft stubble scratching my skin and sending shockwaves down my spine as he moved to my ear. "You claim you don't believe in soulmates but, you so clearly feel the pull." #1 in love 12/5/2018 #1 in human 12/28/2018 #1 in comedy 1/17/2019 #1 in young adult 4/8/2019 #1 in cold 4/16/2019

Once there was a girl, daughter of an Alpha, who happened to face consequences of the things she had no control over. How? By being ostracized from her own kind. By being betrayed by her own family. By being rejected by her own soulmate who chooses her sister instead. And by being banished from the Kingdom. As she returns after years, she notices several changes. One of them being the demeanor of her mate.

Years before his birth, it was prophesised that his soul would never be whole, that his heart would never beat in rhythm to his other half. Micajah was born with a dark soul, a soul that was corrupt. A soul that was more wolf than human. A soul incomplete. Nothing but an imperfect creation that walks earth. He will never have a true mate. When his turn to rule the wolf kingdom arises, after the death of his mother, he is forced to choose a female that has already been rejected from her true mate. Alongside his rise to the throne, the wolf kingdom begins to tear itself apart. An uprising begins. No one wants a creature, hated by the Moon Goddess herself, to rule. Even if he is the only royal heir by blood. Even if it is what tradition dictates. A male more beast than man, can never yield humanity, let alone love. But humanity can be learnt, and love seizes all - even those with corrupt souls.

There are certain things in life that everyone knows. When asked though, how they came to possess knowledge of this information, a confused look will enter their face. Because there are just certain things in life- certain facts and pieces of knowledge - that are universal. Fact number one. In order to be Alpha in the Alba Rosa pack, one must first challenge and defeat the Alpha. Fact number two. It's a trick. Because only one in possession of Alpha Blood has any hope of defeating the Alpha. Fact number three. No one challenges the Alpha. But there is another fact. An additional piece of knowledge that many know of, yet never express out loud. Fact number four. These three facts do not apply to someone like Soraya. COMPLETED Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved