In this story, we get an insight on why Adelina is being blamed by her sisters Wilma and Wanda and and her ex best friend Clarissa. Adelina also learns what it means to be a Luna, a fighter, and to take chances, to open up, as well as make difficult decisions. This story is filled with redemption, forgiveness, love, and tears. Its an emotional rollercoaster you don't want to miss. Book 2 in the HMAHM Series

The story continues with the trials that interrupt Adelina and Demitrey's "Happy ever after". Our fearless leaders are faced with both new and old enemies. Some they can see, and others they cannot. When the Past comes back to haunt them, Demitrey must learn what it really means to be an Alpha, while he finds himself growing into the husband and father he was meant to be. Adelina gains a first seat glimpse into Demitrey's past, but that's not the only past she had to revise, in order to know her full potential as Luna. Together they must risk everything by taking on an enemy that could destroy everything they worked for, not to mention the possibility of the leaders losing themselves along they way. Yet, they risk it all for the sake of their Daughter, family and pack. They must also risk everything to achieve the impossible: A true alliance between a werewolf Pack and a Vampire clan. New treaties and new enemies. Old foes and new battles. Aged scars, and new battle wounds. What could once be trusted, was now in question. And what was once believed to be real, turned out to be the complete opposite. These moon crossed lovers find themselves so close to peace, yet so far. New relations, and deadly betrayals. Love. War. Temptation. Lust. Blood shed. All the ingredients needed for the thrilling rollercoaster that is Demitrey's and Adelina's lives. Join these Moon-crossed Lovers on yet another adventure, and buckle up, it's going to be a bumpy ride. Book 3 in the HMAHM Series

#7 in vampire #1 in queen The world has gotten boring to him after living for many centuries, through many generations. He thought of it as a curse. His gift was anything but a gift, in his opinion. He loved killing people. He always has. He enjoyed seeing the life being drained out of them, quite literally. He always drank every last drop of their life essence, he didn't have mercy. Though he was the king there was something he could never have unlike others of his kind. A soulmate. He hadn't been turned or born from vampire parents. No, he was born a monster from human parents. The first of his kind. Why he was born like it, he didn't know. He didn't care. All he knew was that he wanted to die already, since he had no mate to look forward to. He lived because he couldn't die, at least not physically. He had no reason to live, but many reasons to die and even though he tried many times by many methods, none of them suceeded. He staked himself, on multiple occasions. It felt like a needle piercing his skin. He hung himself. He didn't die, but he hung there, very much conscious. He went on the gillotine. It made his body dissapear and reappear in the same spot he was born in. He took his heart out. He grew one back. He bled out. His blood regenerated. He used silver stakes. They burned his flesh. He overdosed. It did nothing since drugs, alcohol and other dangerous things do absolutely nothing to him, except get him under the influence to a certain level. But none of them filled the emptiness in his heart. He just needed her. But all he got were unimportant girls he used and forgot about. He never felt anything for them. He couldn't. But then on that day while he was walking around a small town's forest, he felt the emptiness slowly being filled up a bit. He stood there in shock. He couldn't believe it. He almost cried of happiness, right then and there. He had her. He had a mate. His mate. His one and only mate. His Queen.

"I want you, Gray. I want you to give me every ounce of your being. I want know how you feel. I want to know how you taste. Most of all, I want to know what you sound like when I bury myself deep inside of you, and have you screaming my name." He breaths, running his nose against my cheek. I let out a shaky breath and whimper as Calvin's hands dig into my thighs. My body is begging to be touched.

A girl and her beloved dog... Or should I say wolf- werewolf? Highest Ranking: #1 in Death; #36 in Werewolf: #4 in Wolf; #4 in War *COMPLETED* Katlyn's life changes when she adopts a large menacing wolf to be her pet. **** "How much for him?" I asked and was greeted by looks of disbelief from the staff. The dog growled softly and wagged his tail. His head swung back and forth as he looked at the three of us and he seemed to be assessing everything. "Woah looky there. Did Monster just wag his tail? We nicknamed him that." The staff member a woman asked and the dog growled and his tail dropped. I laughed softly and the dog lolled out its tongue and walked toward me. The handler grunted and tried to pull him back. "Damn I can't hold him." The guy gasped as Monster lurched forward and the catch-pole was ripped from the guy's grasp. I yelped as the huge mutt came running at me. "Watch out!" The woman staff yelled but my eyes had already closed as I cowered waiting for impact. No point in running. **** Read to find out what happens! Please remember to vote and comment and share! © Mykayla Wideman 2017

A Wattpad Featured Story November 20, 2017 #1 in Teen Romance May 7, 2020 *** As the daughter of an Alpha it is required by law that Olivia Mayer must use her strengthened genes for the reproduction of purebred werewolves. In other words, Olivia must cast her mate aside to bring a new generation of strong wolves into the world, so the werewolf, a dying species, might survive. In order to save herself from a lifetime of dissatisfaction and unhappiness, Olivia runs away illegally, only to be caught by the King's guards on the edge of His Majesty's territory. The last thing she expects is to find that the King is actually her mate. In her ascension to the throne and adjustment to royal life, Olivia comes to realize the secret sinister ongoings of their government and must decide to adhere to the stereotypes of what a noblewoman should be in the eyes of men, or to truly be a monarch.