Lily Crawford was once loved and treasured by her whole pack but that stopped on her 14th birthday when she didn't shift like she was supposed to. Instantly she became an outsider, a slave, a stranger in her own pack. She gave up on having a mate and being loved from anyone other than her brother. That all changed when an Alpha from a neighborhood pack visited her pack and uttered the word she thought she'd never hear "Mate". -- He locked the door behind us, pressing me against its hard surface. "Mine" He growled pressing his face against my neck, breathing in my scent. "Stop that" I yelled, tears streaming down my face. I tried to push him away from me but he didn't budge. "Just reject me already". "I won't reject you" His voice was low and dangerous. Was he worse than I thought? He will actually make me think he wanted me and then break my heart into a tiny million pieces. "Well then I will. I, Lily Crawford reject you Logan Wa-" Before I could finish he slammed me harder against the wall and covered my mouth with his hand. "Don't you fucking dare" He yelled punching the door beside my face. I flinched back but that didn't stop him. "I am your mate and whether you like or not you are now mine. And mine means, no one touches you, no one talks to you and no one fucking looks at you" He yelled again. Moon goddess, please help me.

Lynx. That's my name. Lynx. Assassin of the Black Talon pack. That's what they use me as. An assassin. Why? Because I don't feel regret. I don't feel fear. I don't feel, well, anything. The cursed side effect of silver poisoning known as lost emotions is what made me like this. The side effect has made me a cold killer who feels no remorse. This is all I've ever known. Killing. I never thought about my future. And I didn't think about meeting my mate. *story is completed* TW: this story contains violence, self-harm, and references to suicide (I wrote this story when I was in middle school several years ago, I'm aware it's bad k thanks)

[ Highest Rank: #71 in Werewolf ] His face, still, nearly inches away from mine. The deep, blue eyes that would pierce my dreams from now on. And his light brown hair, that seemed to be the perfect mixture of blonde and brunette. But what really hit me, was his face. God, his gorgeous face. Let's not forget the amazing jawline this boy has also. Stunning. "What's your name sweetheart?" his voice was husky. God, I loved it. "Marlee." I simply stated in a quiet voice. "Last name?" he asked. "Arctic." I answered. He smirked at the mention of my last name. Of course he did. He's the most powerful alpha in America right now, and he just ran into me. The daughter of the second most powerful alpha. And to top it all off, I'm his and he is mine. Mates. "What's your name?" I asked "Damon is my name sweetheart." he replied "Last name?" I asked. But I didn't need him to tell me. I already knew. Might as well have him tell me his full name though. He just kept his smirk on his face the entire time. "Wilde." ※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Marlee Arctic is the daughter of the second strongest alpha in America. Other than being trained like the son of an alpha, her life has been pretty normal. She never had any stress on her during school, no major heartbreaks, and no bullies at school. Yup, Marlee's life was almost perfect. But nothing can last forever. Enter Damon Wilde. At 21, he's the youngest alpha in America. He also happens to be the strongest. But, things are starting to change. And he needs his Luna. His mate. Things were okay in his life. Not the best life but not the worst either. That is, until Marlee entered it. From their first meeting, their lives are turned upside down. And just like Damon's last name, things are about to get pretty wild for them.

I was grabbed by the arm and pinned against the wall, I gasped in shock as I looked up to see the dude from earlier, "what the h-" I was cut off when he placed his finger over my lips and shushed me, "Mine" he growled. yes growled, I mean who growls. Before I could respond, he smashed his lips on to mine and ravished them. Instantly a strange spark ignited inside me, tingles erupted on my lips. I suddenly felt this uncontrollable pull towards him, like he's meant for me. Why do I feel like this? I felt his hands grab my hips and pinned me harder against the wall with his body. Before I knew it I was kissing him back. His hair was wrapped around my fingers as I pulled his lips closer to me. One of his hands stayed on my hip as his other hand, slid down to my thigh, his thumb, rubbing circles in a spot, sending shivers up and down my leg. His tongue swept into my mouth, exploring the interior. My eyes widened when I felt something very prominent against my stomach. I pushed him away and I began to panic. Suddenly, the sound of my smack against his cheek filled the empty hallway.

He digs the knife into my arm, painfully deep. I cry out and as I lift my head to scream out to the moon goddess, we make eye contact. We both are so shocked by what's happened, that we momentarily forget that there is a knife in my arm. And that my mate put it in. Once my subconscious catches up to me, I cry out again, making Xavier curse loudly and pull out the knife. Unstrapping me from the torture board. He sets me down and looks at me. At the same time, we both utter a word. "Mate." He softly says. "Fuck." I swear. Oh shit! He's my mate! - Xavier Huntington is an extremely possessive Alpha, who is very protective over his Mate, Annachi. Annachi is, well, anarchy. She's tough, stubborn and has no problem saying what she thinks. Only time will tell how this story will end.

"You are mine, you understand? Mine and no one else's. Shall I remind you? ," he growled into my ear. By then, he had my back pressed up against the wall, his body trapping me to it. The tingles running all over my body from everywhere we touched. His scent driving me crazy as his hot breath fanned my lips. Since I got back, everything had been nothing but a roller coaster ride since I locked eyes with him. Since then, its been Lewis. Lewis. Lewis. Lewis Brody. Its not that I didn't want him. Id be lying. But, imagine this, what if your mate was the guy you couldn't be with? One who your brothers hated, one your father will never approve of? One who belonged to a pack that was rivals with yours? Not to make things worse, but you hate the living hell out of his sister as she does you. My name is Zendaya Jamae Smith and I wasn't looking forward to meeting my mate. I never wanted to be anybody's other half. I've seen rejection with my own eyes. I've seen how it is to be used. I've seen that its still possible to love someone else other than your mate. I'm the daughter of an Alpha and I don't need no mate. My family and friends are all I need. But, secrets, that were once well-hidden, start slipping up and family and friends are not exactly reliable. And, when I have to choose either the light or dark, its not exactly easy either. Life changes- fast. And everyone does too. Even myself. Mates is what I thought was my biggest problem. Until I became the problem myself. Sequel to [More than an Alphas Mate]

"She's shy," Brooke shrugged, glancing at Indianna who looked like she wanted to be anywhere but in the classroom. "Well, come on, I don't bite," Greyson urged and Indianna stiffened, just like before. "Don't talk about that," Indianna said, her voice was still quiet but it was firm. "Struck a nerve have I?" Greyson wondered and smirked. "Somebody likes it kinky." * Indianna Hughs had always been the quiet one, the shy one. She was always the one that stayed in the background. She blended in, never got noticed. She liked it like that. So when she's forced to move schools, she is not happy. Everyone notices a new kid, she didn't want that attention. Especially not from Mr Bad Boy who seemed to be very interested in her. COMPLETE ! Highest Ranking: #2 in Werewolf Sequel: Defeated Prequel: Confident *This is being edited*

"Answer my question," the mystery man growled but I simply continued to ignore him. Following where the powerful presence was coming from, I stopped when he was right in front of me. Reaching out, I felt my hand touch a prickly cheek. What I wasn't expecting was the sudden explosion of colors and electricity zip through me. Gasping I pulled back but a large calloused hand gripped mine in a tight hold. The one word that I never dreamed of ever hearing was suddenly spoken. "Mate," ~~~~ Kei Valancia, a blind young werewolf, has traveled all over and has visited hundreds of weak packs to train them and leaving behind the best fighters in the world. Yet, Kei hides a secret that nobody knows. Ryker Dare, Alpha King, has lived many years, seen many wars, and has spilled much blood by his own hands. So it's no surprise that he has given up on ever finding his mate. So, what happens when Ryker runs into Kei while visiting a neighboring pack? Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf 6/12/16 Cover made by _DEMiiGODDESS_

Serena is taken from her home by the King's men and is dragged to the Royal Palace to be prepped and presented to Prince Sebastian Winchester the second. Her along with nine other girls are showcased to the Prince for him to choose. But what she never expected was to be chosen. Meanwhile, a prophecy has been made by the Moon Goddess that declares destruction of the Werewolf empire. With her sister coming for revenge and a whole world in chaos, Serena has a lot more to handle than resisting Sebastian. * This is an EXCERPT ONLY. The full story can be enjoyed on the Galatea reading app under the series title "Wolves of the West" by Abigail Lynne!

**SAMPLE ONLY** Previously known as His Queen. Highest ranking : #1 in Werewolf (26/12/2015) Note : Please refer inside for the full summary. ❝Every king needs his queen.❞ Every pack has its own tradition. For the Golden Moon pack, it is no different either. Every year, every unmated male werewolf would travel around the world in order to find their other half; their soulmates. All, except for Darius King. As the 'heartless' Alpha of the Golden Moon and the blood Alpha, his is the only name that sends shivers down his enemies' spines whenever they thought about him. In his opinion, the tradition is nothing but a perfect opportunity for other packs to attack his while most of the male wolves are not around, or so he reckons. Little did he know that his decision would lead him to his mate who crashed into his territory; literally. ♛ Please do not leave any hate/self-promoting comments! Thank you! (: