"Are you..are you my mate?" I asked, as I stuttered, and blinked. "What?! You high? I'll never have a mate as fat as you, and as ugly too. Get lost." He said, his eyes holding something so unfamiliar to me. I felt tears brimming but refused to let them fall, as I stared up at him, straightened my back, held my chin high and replied.' What if the person that meant the most to you rejected you? What if they just tossed you away like a piece of garbage? When your siblings and father treated you like crap, and the reason being you are overweight, ugly, acne-faced girl. Wouldn't you be so humiliated? Well, that was the case for Natasha Gomez. She was the daughter of the Beta of the MoonLight Pack. While her three older sisters and twin brother look like they just came out of a magazine, she was the odd one out. The day the Alpha's son Logan turned seventeen, he found his mate, who was Natasha. He rejected her and made her feel like utter crap, just like the rest of her family. When Natasha couldn't take it anymore, she left. Never looking back. Until that day, her 19th birthday. Now she's back prettier, skinnier, and stronger then ever. Join Natasha in her journey and battles with tears, hardships, murders, and of course, falling in love. ---- WARNING---- I wrote this when i was 11-12. Very immature. LOL

Picture this: You enter the mall with your friends. As you're making your way to buy a strawberry smoothie, you notice something more delicious walking right towards you. As he comes closer, he gives you a heart stopping smirk then takes you by surprise. He pulls you into a headlock, jabs a gun in your temple, then runs away with you. As I uncover why this mysterious model kidnapped me, I find myself tackling, punching, hugging, and watching Disney movies with him. Call me reckless, but something about this troubled kidnapper is quite intriguing yet heartbreaking. Find out if I, Skylar Scrowbar, end up dead in a ditch somewhere, or end up helplessly falling in love with my sexy kidnapper.

Careless teen Jenna Kaylee doesn't know what she's in for when she's shipped off to the UK for military school by her parents. She expects nothing more than a stupid, old military boot camp... which really isn't such a big deal to her. But when the royal family of the UK needs protection, Jenna is chosen to protect them, for some unknown reason. The worst part is, the prince is a complete and total idiot. Cover by ColorfulBeads :)

Bullied and tormented with secrets and dark truths Charlotte Melton insists she leaves her home town, a town filled with even bigger secrets, shadows and forests. Though when she is faced with a dilemma she and her unruly new pack of friends move back home. Though this time her stay will be different, because now she'll be the one Back with a Secret.

This is a 'thank-you' for all the readers of She's One Of The Boys and She's On The Hunt. It will give short looks into the lives of Vance, Chris, Harper, Travis, Stevie, Brody, Grant and Saxon revolving around their mates since everyone was eager to find all that out. I havn't worked out what order they are going in just yet, but Vance is up first.

"Do you feel sparks between us?" I asked. He smiled before turning his body so that he was facing me. "I definitely feel sparks between us and I know there is something there" he said scooting closer to me. "You feel that?" he asked as he put his hand on my cheek. I definitely felt it. "Yeah" I said breathless. "I felt it when we hugged the other day in the parking lot. It felt just like this. Whenever you're near me... I feel them" I said. "Makes you wonder how it would feel if we kissed right?" he asked. Jace Spear didn't know how bad I wanted to kiss him. Spencer Droid. Certified good girl. Jace Spear. Bad *** future Alpha of the Dark Woods Wolf Pack. Spencer is just a senior in high school who thought she was going to get through living a boring life. She learns she is wrong once Jace takes a sudden interest in her. Little does she know, she just became this future Alpha's mate. This is about to bring her a world of lust, confusion, and of course Danger.

Scarlett McKenzie and Liam James were Childhood friends that turn into high school enemies. Scarlett hates Liam with a passion. They use to be best friends but high school got in the way and changed him. Changed him in to the player he is. She doesn’t understand what’s going on when one day he wants to be friends again. She starts to look for answers. Like maybe his dying. Or moving away. She will never know. Or will she Liam is a popular player that can get any girl he wants when he wants but one. He has loved Scarlett from the first look as kids. When he touched her he felt sparks that no one else could replace. He doesn’t understand why Scarlett hates him so much. Will she ever find what she’s looking for? Will Liam's convincing do the trick? Or will his stupid mistakes destroy everything that's been created?

"Whatever you're doing, you gotta have fun. If you're not having fun, you're doing it a whole hell of a lot wrong, my motto on life." I smiled, feeling giddy. The two looked at me and thought of how good friends we could be. The Alpha, the Beta and the Omega, it sounds nice. "Tamya you are-" Ryder began but suddenly someone crashed through the door, not only throwing it off its hinges but splitting it in half. "Where the hell is she?" Eric looked like one of those cartoon characters with steam shooting out of his ears. He took a look around, obviously searching for something, someone. He look mental, even more mental me, if that's even possible. Finally his eyes landed on something and he looked more grounded and I finally realized what he was looking for. "Tamya." He managed to growl out looking straight at me. He stomp over and stood there looking down at me. He looked like he was about to sprout fur and go all wolf on my butt. "Hi?" I asked and he looked a little calmer at that. "Where were you?" He snarled looking angry so I did what any self-respecting and rational person would do. l went all ninja on his ass and knocked him to the ground, "Obviously I was here since that was where you found me. Duh." "What is wrong with you? We're mates, you were supposed to fall head over heels with me, not try to beat me up and start a rival pack." He growled in frustration only succeeding in making me burst out into a fit of giggles. He glared making me laugh harder than before. Messing with this kid is amusing. "Love is living up to another person's expectations of what they feel you should be. Does that sound like me?" I asked. "Not at all." I heard the three boys chorused. I knew I was special, they all know who's the boss. Moi.

Now, I've been hungover before. Arguably more than most. I've experienced the entire spectrum of complicated euphoria that comes with drinking until you can't stand. I've witnessed things that upon reflection, no sober human being could even begin to comprehend through the kaleidoscopic of lens of Dutch courage. There has been very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions while recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded for me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something monstrous. And I can honestly say, that was a first for me. The air grew thin as I began to shake uncontrollably, a rotten cold sweat breaking out across my skin as my tongue simultaneously turned to ash in my mouth. His pupils had blown to an unearthly size, the whites of his eyes rapidly growing blood shot before flooding with thick, burgundy splotches, removing any trace of humanity. Dark veins of blues and purples bulged along his neck, darkening to a perturbing black as they crawled along his jawline and burst forth from his orifices, joining a tangled web beneath his skin. His canines which had already been relatively prominent, extended even further, their sudden evolution an inescapable indicator of their deadliness. His head morphed and elongated just past the point of natural, jaw clenching and sickening cracks looming as I stood frozen in stock horror fear. Everything in my body screamed that what I was witnessing was just wrong. That if there was a God, this creature was the antithesis. I was in the presence of the ultimate predator and I was one swipe away from having my throat ripped out. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- British ex-military meets the supernatural.