(Sequel to "Why me?") I still have nightmares. It's been years, I've tried to move on yet they still haunt me. No matter what I do nothing can fix it. I still don't understand why anyone would treat an innocent soul as foul as they did mine. I sit awake at night wondering, what did I ever do to deserve such a thing? It may seem that I'm happy and that I'm a strong independent alpha now but little does everyone know I'm still broken, just as broken as when I watched my "parents" die right before my eyes. Even though all these thoughts rush through my head constantly there's always one question that I can never seem to shake. Why him? ••• Sequel to 'Why me?' I would recommend reading the first book before this. Warning: foul language and sexual content

They said he didn't have a heart, that he was incapable of love and that nobody would ever want him. He never knew what it felt like to be loved. What it was like having someone care for him. What it was like to be so unbelievably happy. Until he met her. But then just like the seasons it passed. She was gone, vanished in the wind. For thirteen years he was alone in his large castle. Molding into a heartless, cold and cruel King. So when he happens to stumble upon the little human girl who vanished from his life all those years ago, he doesn't plan on letting her go. Because she was His Lost Luna #862-Romance #4-Crown #6-Protective #41-Anger

A bond that connects two souls together is sacred and cannot by any circumstances be broken. It was the highest law for werewolves, yet even that didn't stop them from doing the unthinkable. Rey is a young healer travelling the world with her three companions, while they treat injuries of people suffering the consequences of a centuries-long war between werewolf and humankind. After three years in the field, she is used to seeing pretty much everything. But the village they are headed for this time, holds surprises she never even dreamed of.

Lark is an Alpha of one of the top packs in the state. He is a great leader but he has spent his days lately on a huge mansion in solitude since he is still mateless at the age of 22 with a looming threat behind his back. He has postponed searching for a mate, until she herself stumbles upon him. Licht, a poor, fatherless girl he took as one of his maid turns out to be his mate. Can he tame this fiery girl and claim the heart of his little maid?

She didn't know her name, where she came from, or why she was in pain. All she knew she had to keep running, keep walking, keep moving, or else they would find her and kill her. If she was found she would be in a world of pain before being killed. So, that's what she's going to do, keep moving, keep running from an unknown danger. Feb 2019 - July 2020 Ranking 9/6 #4 of 379 in #Recovering #12 of 6.8K in #Mute #15 of 51.3K in #Lost #22 of 14.9k in #Adoption

" Freya Green, doesn't make any bells ring. Shes an outcast, a nobody- something everyone made sure she remebered. But throw in a ball, some unexpected events and see what happens

A whimper slipped past my lips as he backed me to the wall, with every step he took further, my heart pounded against my chest. When the distance between us disappeared, he leaned down and whispered. "You have been such a naughty girl for so long and it's time for your punishment," My lips trembled as I spoke, "Is this a game?" ━━━━ Surviving as a lone wolf was difficult, especially when you have so many enemies chasing behind you. Myra left her pack at a very young age and found shelter in a small city. It wasn't long enough till the wolves found her and captured her. She was thrown at the feet of the Alpha Bane and was forced into submission.

Hello?" "An inmate from Hanely County Jail...." an automated message began. The womans robotic voice chilled me straight through to my bones. "...this call may be monitored." "H-hello?" I asked shakily. "They're letting me out tomorrow. I wouldn't call if I had anyone else Martha, especially on account of your health," a gruff voice came through the other end and I instantly knew who it was. ~ Death has brought Noah back to the town he wanted to forget. A phone call brought him to the boy he couldn't forget. Mature, mature mature, mature

She is a saint with the lips of a sinner She is an angel with a devilish kiss. She is a mess of gorgeous chaos, and you can see it in her eyes. Alessia was oblivious of the monsters that exist.All of her life basically leaving alone. Until she met Xavier, king of werewolves, in the land of human and wolves mixed. She was oblivious of every thing. Until the little spark ignited a whole fire between them. Rankings Rank # 2 in highschool Rank # 2 in Alessia Rank # 4 in popularity (Under Major Editing)

Arabella Pines is the sweetest person anybody will ever meet. She is selfless and is all ways thinking about others. She is not only rich in kindness, but in beauty. And just like other she-wolves in her pack, Arabella cannot wait to meet her mate. She has wished upon every star, and has prayed to the Moon Goddess to grant her only wish. What she doesn't know is that her wish would come true, and it will be a brutal sight. Xander Black, the Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack. He feeds off fear, loves to kill, and is a cold hearted beast. He has never wished for a mate, for him they are a sign of weakness. He has stopped loving a long time ago. Xander plans to take over his neighboring pack that night, the Snow Moon Pack. But what he doesn't know is that a special someone is waiting their for him. ---------------------------------------------------------- "Please," I beg, "Just please let me go." A thunderous growl ripples in his throat. He ignores me and drags me deeper into the woods the opposite to his campsite. A faze of confusion passes over me as he drags me the other way. I know there is no use struggling but I continue to do it anyways. His muscular hand still holds a tight grip on me, as if I effect him in no way whatsoever. Suddenly he stops walking and I am harshly shoved against a tree. Pain shoots up my spine and a whimper escapes my lips. Tears roll down my face, and I realize that their is no use in begging. There is no escape. The monster holding me up harshly against the tree is not just any man, this monster is my mate.