A/N 2023: currently updating but warning to new readers !! I wrote this story in 2014. I was in middle school or high school, I don't even know that's how long it's been : so please take that into consideration and enjoy the ride So how did I meet my beloved mate? Well, our first interaction there's really no way to start it off good. Okay I'm just going to go out and say it "I ran him over with my car. No, it wasn't on purpose! It just so happened he was out in the woods he ran in the street and wham. He ruined the front of my car. Oh! I mean I was so scared he was hurt. Before I didn't know he was my mate or what the heck a mate was. Unfortunately for me, I learned that the hard way with him constantly stalking me, and texting. It never end. Meet Samantha Garcia (A.K.A Sammy) This one human is going to save the Dark Lunar pack from falling apart. Josh, the cold hearted sadist, is the next alpha in line however, his parents are very reluctant in giving him the title. Many others in the pack don't want him as alpha unless he change his ugly behavior. So it's up to Sammy to change the Alpha's ways...whether she likes to or not

(Formerly known as The Hunter in Meadow Falls) Nothing is the same ever since we moved into a small unheard town called Meadow Falls. By us, I mean my twin brother Nate and I. My name is Melanie and this is my story. UNDER MAJOR EDITING. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! Current cover created by KimZahra.

Now, I've been hungover before. I've experienced the entire earthly spectrum of emotion that comes with the joys of drinking until you can't stand. I've seen, felt, smelt and heard things that upon reflection a sober human being wouldn't necessarily do. There was very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions whilst recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something vile. And I can honestly say that was a first for me. His eyes turned black like ink, his teeth extending to sharp points as dark veins began forming up his neck, crawling to join in a tangled web of visible webbing beneath his skin. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had now become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" --- Danielle Perkins knows more than most about how truly unfair the world can be. After years of training and serving in the military, she is ultimately discharged from duty and settles down for civilian life in the bustling city of New York. A far cry from her terror filled past, it takes some time but she finally begins to get her life back together. That is until she's faced with a world that at no point was she ever trained for, and faced with a man that she was in no way ready for.

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.