" I have to leave, I know I am your mate, but I have to go towards the land of the humans. So everyone can be safe" I say softly touching Xavier's face. He growled loudly, pushing me really hard against the wall, his hips keeping me captive. His eyes were no longer that beautiful shade of green but instead looking at me where this furious black eyes, I could almost see my reflection in them. It honestly frighten me to no end. "My beautiful Emma, you are not leaving me, not now, not today, not tomorrow, not EVER" He said the last part with such force that I swear the house shook. Those were my last thoughts as I felt his canines sink into my neck. Marking me. °.°.°.° Meet Emma Thompson; daughter of two normal pack members of the full moon pack, she's beautiful, smart, brave and most importantly a rogue. Now meet Xavier Anderson; son of Harry and Amelia Anderson, Alpha and Luna of the Nightmoon pack. He's possesive, ruthless, intelligent and hot. What happens when this two collide? Wars, arguments, death, friendship and of course love. [Editing]

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At some point in time, Diana Coal knew she wanted to settle down. At some point in time, the guy who liked her because she reminded him of Wonder Woman, would mess up. At some point in time, she would've forgiven him if he didn't leave her for another girl a few months before their wedding. At some point in time, she knew Mr. Perfect would turn left. And during that point in time, at a bachelorette party, she might just get a lap dance from a very unlikely Mr. Right. Copyright © 2016 Liz Martinez All Rights Reserved p.s. Photo used in the cover is not mine

Sebastian Black was the number one most feared mafia leader in the streets of LA. At the age of 25 he runs the city and police department. He gets what he wants, always feared, and will never know the true feeling of Love. Never has , Never will.... Never say Never Jezzabelle Johnson is a young, kind, and innocent 17 year old. Her father is the gang leader of a big and scary crew in Chicago. Ben Johnson (Jezzabelles Father) ends up going to meet up with a few other gangs in LA for business when something else happens. Business wasn't the only thing going down in LA when Jezzabelle wanders off into the dangerous streets of LA by herself. What happens when the most feared mafia leader ends up taking a liking of the girl that was too innocent for his liking? What happens when he sets his eyes upon something he desires just by a little glance? "I want her...."" "I need her...." "She's Mine!!!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Ranking: #42 in Fanfiction :) 7/16/17 Highest Ranking: #22 in Romance :) 7/4/17

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"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

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