"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.

I couldn't stop my eyes as they wandered around his body, looking at each and every curve and line. Though what caught my interest was his wolf mark, one that every wolf has. His was a intricate design on his bicep that I was itching to touch. It went perfectly with his tanish skin and blonde hair. He was like a Roman $ex God, and I wouldn't mind "praying" to him, any day. "Eva,'' I looked up at Will's face, but my eyes decided to do they're own thing and traveled down his muscular body, eventually landing on his abs. God! They don't even deserve to be called abs. They're more like a diamond washboard, that I feel tempted to wash my clothes on! Someone bring me the Downy! His eyes turned a few shades darker then, his skin so close to mine that the heat radiated between our bodies. He moved closer, his crystal blue eyes a midnight blue, warming me to my core. He wanted me just as badly as I wanted him. This was a battle between Alphas, who will dominate? Game on Mr. Sexy Piece of A$s.

Being thrown to the wolves is a death sentence. Adalia knows that all too well, since she witnessed her own father being slaughtered in that same unmerciful way. Living life as a meek slave in a kingdom full of royals, Adalia has no rights and is treated no better than dirt itself. So when she's accused of a crime she committed out of fear, she is punished. Her sentence? Being thrown to the wolves. But things are not as all as they seem in a world oblivious to the hidden creatures around them..... *Cover by Van's Covers

[TRIGGER WARNING: story contains abuse, rape, self harm, and mentions of suicide] Teenage werewolf Elaina Wilson has been tortured for the majority of her life, by people she once trusted and loved. Her pack, her father and Alpha, everyone. Scars cover her body, as well as her emotions and memory. Her heart, as torn and cracked as it is, has abandoned all hope of love, but still manages to fill her body with complete sadness. She can't look anyone in the eye, or make physical contact without flinching. But she doesn't need any comfort, she's abandoned any prospect of someone loving her again, she doesn't want anyone to love her. She wants an escape, a safe haven to run to. She doesn't want any friends, and is terrified of the idea of having a mate, because she feels that they would only hurt her. She simply wants to be left alone, because all she's ever known is pain. Her memories of abuse traumatize her, and her happy memories taunt her. She doesn't want to even try making new, happier memories. She considers happiness a lost cause for her. Will she change her mind when she meets the handsome alpha of a neighboring pack, Xavier, and discovers he's her mate? Or will her fright and depression completely consume her? *********************** All Rights Reserved, no stealing please. Anyone interested in making a cover or fan art can send it to me through DM :) Thanks for reading!

- This story is being rewritten as a separate book! Some characters personalities have been changed, new characters, and the plot is also different + much more organized. - ••• His lips tilted into a smirk, "I told you I'd kiss you eventually." I huff in annoyance. "You got lucky, lets not talk about this again okay?" He diverted his gaze back down to my chest with a smug look, "I think that's going to be a little bit difficult, don't you?" "I-I can just use makeup." My cheeks flush again, betraying my trust. ••• Alpha Eron. Of course, the most feared Alpha. If he is to show up at your territory, he's there to claim it. No excuses. You try to start a war and you die. You fight back, Eron kills you himself. He has no mercy. But maybe there is a perfectly reasonable explanation as to why. However, he hasn't given one. Can he be changed?

"You're playing a dangerous game, my darling. Don't speak of giving yourself to me if you can't back it up." he said lowly, a smirk still on his face. He was incredibly sexy. His deep voice, his handsome face, and his godly body. He made me quiver. "I'll give you a month. I want to mate you on the next full moon." he told me. "What if I'm not ready by then?" I asked, sounding more worried than I'd wanted to. "I'm pretty sure you will be. The mate bond is strong. And besides, we can do... other things... until then." he smirked. I'd quite like to do "other things"... HR: #1 in fantasy romance & #1 in dominance

Chloe Mars is taken captive by a lethal Alpha who refuses to let her go - and she's about to see him on his worst behavior.

|HIGHEST RANKING| #4 in Werewolf. #1 in Mate. * "He's dangerous. He's invincible." "He can take on hundreds of werewolves all by himself." "Because of his crebrous sins, he's bound to live alone forever, without a mate." "The moon goddess didn't bless him with a mate as a punishment to his atrocious ways." "Who will even be his mate?" But the moon goddess wasn't unfair and biased. She had indeed blessed the most feared Alpha King with a mate, and she wasn't just a normal she-wolf. WARNING:- This story will contain mature scenes. Enter at your own risk. ***

His lips pulled back into a sneer, "You will stay by me, in this fucking house." He growls, stepping into my personal bubble. His face barely inches away from mine, his cold, surprisingly minty, breath brushed my lips. "You will stay with me, and I will have it no other way." * * * When Leah's boyfriend leaves her, to go to the Caribbean, she is devastated. Her life was boring as it is, but perhaps a certain Alpha can spice things up a little. Avan Costarelli is Alpha. His sudden interest for the red headed angel sparked when he saw her. As he realizes that she was his very first experience in love at first sight, he attempts to stay away from her. All to knowing that his world was much dangerous. But it just seems like fate couldn't give poor Avan a break. ***My character isn't perfect, I'm giving you a clear warning, DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE GOING TO BE AN ASS ABOUT IT :)*** [Highest Ranking: #26] [Created: August 17, 2015] [Ended: Forgot to note]

Just read the prologue, my dudes. Contains mature content and mental BDSM, 18+.