Every half century in a small little town hidden in the woods, a beast comes out from the forest to claim his bride on the night of an eclipse. The people of call this phenomenon "the taking". This beast is said to be very dangerous. It roams door to door searching for the woman whose being calls to his animal instincts. He will kill, mutilate and destroy everything in his path until he finds his bride. In the past, the townsmen have tried to hunt the creature and kill him before they can steal one of their marriageable daughters, but the beast does not hunt alone. He has followers among the shadows to make sure his goal is accomplished. Once he finds his bride, he carries her back to the forest where she is never seen or heard from again. Celeste believes this so-called "legend" is just some scary fairytale her grandmother made up to scare her. But was she ever wrong when a pair of moonlit eyes stared straight at her through her bedroom window and entered her room. Next thing she knew, she was being carried out the house and into the woods by a half-naked man who called her his. Who would have thought? Grandma wasn't crazy after all. Young Adult novel. Paranormal/Comedy-Romance @2014

Rose King doesn't live a normal life. Being the little sister of one of the most feared gang leaders in the world isn't easy. When she is involve in a world of power and death her life doesn't turn out the way she wanted and not with the happy ending she wished for. Jason Black, gang leader of the Black Skulls, one of the most powerful gangs in the world. His life turned upside down when he was younger and he never knew the only person who could help him was right in front of him. COMPLETE STORY All rights reserved, please don't copyright this book! Sorry for any grammar mistakes this is my first book. TW: some chapters contain mature content (rape, anxiety,alcohol) -editing Highest ranks #1 action-romance #1 broke #1 gangs #3 gang leader #12 love #72 bad boy #190 romance

"Did she mean a lot to you, Eero? Did the visha toxin running through her veins make your blood boil just like hers?" He snarled at Eero. Eero remained silent, walking slowly closer to her killer. Silas laughed, "She called your name, begging for you to save her. Where were you?" Eero clenched his fists, he could feel the anger wanting to take over. His feral side rising to the surface. It knew just as he did that Silas would see his end right here. Right now. "What was her name, again? Parton? Penelope?" The golden eyes sparkled sinisterly. He lazily reached for his sword, a smirk playing on his lips. Eero stopped just out of arms length from Silas. His blue eyes flashed as another fiery boulder was launched. Runes started to form on his skin, stark against the pale of his flesh. His fingers elongated into claws and his build grew in height. Inky blackness started to flow from his form in deadly tendrils. Silas sat in quiet shock at the creature before him. He had heard the rumors of Eero's true form, and knew it was horrific enough to make Eero fall the first time around considering he was the one to send the witch to cast her curse. But he hadn't realized just how terrifying Eero's beastly side was. Another catapult sent a fiery boulder, casting light into the darkening throne room. The light revealed the pointy teeth sitting in Eero's snarling mouth. Silas swallowed the lump in his throat. He should have known. He should have known that this creature, the creation of his own actions, would come back for him. "Her name," the words came out like gravel from the looming beast, causing a shiver to run along Silas' spine, "was Payton."

In the arena, ten females must outrun or outlast their male counterparts to keep from being forcibly bred. At least that's how Lorena saw it. She was taken from her home in front of her entire family to be a runner for ten males that were around her own packs' territory. Female werewolves seemed to be holding out longer on mating and/or refusing to take a mate, so it's gotten to the point where the council had to force it upon them. Some agreed with the new policy just to be cruel, but others agreed that since her pack had plenty of females to go around, they would volunteer a handful of them to mate with the alphas and any other male wolves as needed. Lorena may not have been the prettiest wolf in her opinion, but she was cunning, strong, and fast, and she thought for sure she would be able to last and run until the alpha that had his eye on her eventually gave up. Boy was she wrong. RANKINGS: #1 in fantasy-romance #1 in fiction #4 in fiction #4 in werewolf #6 in werewolf Hit 1M on 08/01/2020 Hit 2M on 11/11/2020 Hit 3M on 12/22/2020 Completed on 09/07/2020

"Will not hurt mate." the hot puffs of breath tickled her neck, she couldn't help the increasing rate of her heart as it's claws rhythmically brushed down her back and the wirery, bristle like hair on its chest prickled into her cheek. _____________________________________________________________________ It's 2556, the up and coming 16th anniversary celebrating the end of The Great War. Lydia Saunders is the go to girl of the military, no-one has a record as perfect as hers. But when her latest mission goes bust and reviles something unexpected, what will she do?

When obsession becomes more than just a deep secret it's just a matter of time before everyone else is pulled down with you. WARNING: The book is pretty bad in the beginning. Like grammar and dialogue is just kind of weird. Also people can't handle the fact that the characters name is Meme, it's pronounced Me-Me not meem. Thanks.

Everything about her struck a chord in his heart, from her stunning beauty, to her uncontrollable anger directed solely at him. To him, she was the epitome of perfection. Everything about him only managed to fuel the undying fury for him. She hated him with her heart and soul. Even words fail to express the amount of hatred she harboured for the male. To her, he was the epitome of spite and everything she despised. Sebastian Trove was his name, an obsessive lover; A ruthless, silent killer with power cusped in the palms of his hands. Gracie Felow was her name, the captive victim. A witty, genius hacker, brimming with intelligence held within her mind. From interest, evolved into an obsession. Whilst curiosity morphed into disgust. Two notorious criminals encounter one another by chance, both coincidentally having the same prize in mind. Both had thought nothing of each other at first glance, but their feelings eventually grow stronger, albeit it good or bad. The duo had found their weak points, and are desperate to ensure no one can use it against them. Both may be determined, but Gracie was hellbent. Expecting her to back down would prove to be a dire mistake. Book cover credit to @memesolchwe

Rylan is a new doctor at a small clinic but because of his dark past he never had time for love ;despite this many women throw themselves at him but ,there's only one woman that caught his eye but could this be nothing more than a dangerous if not deadly obsession?.......) Vanessa ,typical small town girl waitress living usual life with her boyfriend David until a doctor's appointment changes her life forever. Will Vanessa be able to survive the nightmare that awaits her?....) Kidnapping, Obsession, Romance In order to avoid copyright infringement I bought this image off freedigitalphotos.net 2019

Clara Nichols has been on the run ever since she witnessed her sister's murder four years ago. Forced to do whatever it takes to survive, she's haunted by a painful past and an uncertain future. Tired of running, she tries to return to a place that once felt like home. That's her first mistake. Her second? Sticking around long enough to bump into Tiberius Lyons, a man with bigger problems than an ignorant human wandering around his territory. That is, until he catches her scent. Unfortunately for Tiberius, Clara doesn't have time to worry about a clingy werewolf who claims to be her soulmate. When girls start turning up dead, she knows it's only a matter of time before they come for her, too. She's left with a decision to make: face her pursuers head on, or do what she does best... Run. * cover by @dysanic