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Eight years ago, Maxwell Voltaire's brother was murdered by a man no one could identify-except for one detail. A strange, ugly mark. A star. Now a student at the prestigious Greenwood Academy, Max has spent years trying to forget the face he can barely remember and the hatred that never faded. But on the anniversary of his brother's death, the past resurfaces in the worst way possible. Because in this world, stars aren't just distant lights-they leave their mark. Hidden among ordinary people are those born under rare celestial conditions, individuals branded with star marks and granted abilities that evolve over time. They move through society unseen, shaping gangs, governments, and the balance of power itself. And Max... might be one of them. Now, forces he doesn't understand are starting to close in-people who would rather erase him than risk what he could become. With no one to trust and nowhere to run, Max is forced to fight back. Because surviving isn't enough anymore. He'll have to build something of his own.

An impulsive eighteen year old huntress with a vivacious attitude and a thirst for the death of the Blood Moon pack. She has been watching them for four years, assessing their every move and tactic. She knows that the Alpha twin, Cindy, has been M.I.A for around a year now and gave up her title to her bipolar brother. She knows that the M.I.A Alpha twin's brother has been on an on again, off again hard core anger rampage. He finds a sliver of happiness and turns into a marshmallow, but once it goes... Let's just say that the pack hides. She knows that the pack that hides from their Alpha is also the largest pack in America, possibly the world and doesn't shy away from others, knowing that they can and will demolish the pack that dares come near. She knows that the packs that don't ever challenge the Blood Moon members also live in fear that The Marked Assassin is lurking. She knows that they don't know what The Marked Assassin looks like, nor do they know that she is a girl. What she didn't know is that the M.I.A Alpha's bipolar twin brother; marshmellow by day, rampaging beast by night, leader of a pack that shies away from him but towers over the other packs that are scared of an assassin with a hidden identity is in fact; her mate. (Cover made by @BonitaRogue)

In a society where a small tattoo on this inside of your wrist dictates who you're made for, Scarlett Rennal never truly belonged. After falling in love with Chase Sprier, who didn't match her, she sets out to try to change the world, one Mark at a time.

Echo thinks her life is going normal until one night she suspects something is off. A tall mad with black hair and piercing blue eyes finds his way to her room. And surprise he's the Alpha in one of the most violent and nostorius packs there are.

She knew what he was. She saw it in his eyes, in his smile, in the way he touched her burning skin. She knew he was marked. She desperately searched to find the good in him, but what good can be expected from the Devil's son?

Tension is growing between the hunters and the original werewolves only one thing is certain there will be bloodshed. Axel and Sierra are reunited but Axels greatest fear has come true he is now the monster he despised. With Sierras condition getting worse Axel will go to great lengths to save her. Once a traumatic event separates the pack, loyalties will be broken, trust will be shattered and the past will be revealed. Alyssa and Cassidy go in search of a weapon to destroy the hunters for good but at what cost.

in·sane inˈsān/ adjective in a state of mind that prevents normal perception, behavior, or social interaction; seriously mentally ill.

In Silverfall, no one is born ordinary. Here, Marks exist. And powers do not cross borders. Three cities. Three bloodlines. Shield. Alpha. Shadow. For centuries, they have lived apart, bound by a pact forged after the Fracture-the event that destroyed the original city and shattered what was never meant to break. In Silverfall, they heal and defend. In Redfall, strength rules. In Nightfall, power lives in the mind. Outside their territory, Marks fade. Inside it, they become instinct. Daniel and Nora are Shield Marked. Their power grows with them-but not fast enough to save the woman who raised them. Holden belongs to one of the most influential families in the city, loyal to the Council and to rules no one dares to break. Cole is an Alpha far from his homeland. His Mark is dormant. And he has always believed that was for the best. When Grandmother Ada's life begins to slip away, and the only hope seems to lie within the forbidden ruins of Firstfall, the four of them choose to cross a boundary that was never meant to be crossed. Because Firstfall is not just an abandoned city. It is the place where every power awakens. And something beneath its foundations is waiting to rise. This is not only the story of a power growing stronger. It is the story of a balance about to collapse.

Nova West, a girl who's bad at making friends, decides to opt it off and become a loner. She's an insecure girl, although she's too guarded to admit that to anyone but herself. Everything changes when she falls for the bad boy heartthrob, Derek Spears. Although Nova's reputation as a loser and loner hinders Derek's "not to be messed with" aura. The more Nova Learns about Derek the more she can't stay away, but what happens when a series of unexplained murders makes Nova discover a dark secret of Derek's? A secret that could wind up getting her killed.

If someone would have told me I would have died from a coffee cup and be sent to the Greek Underworld, I would have probably asked them what book they've recently been reading. That was, of course, until I woke up to a pushy skeleton forcing me into an elevator with only a down arrow. A god, when they lose the will to live, may decide to Fade out of existence. Whenever this occurs, a mortal known as an Omega is born to take up that role and a competition is hosted in Olympus. The issue with this competition? There are five Faded, and six Omegas.

Stella Black is a regular girl, well as far as I'm concerned. The only weird thing about her, is her birth mark. Why you ask? Well "he" knows why... Because "he" knows what "he" wants... ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "Say it Stella Black!" A low masculine heavy Italian accented voice said to me coming from out of nowhere. "Ho-how do you, kno-know my name..?" "I know a lot of things Stella.., and I'm not the type of guy you should mess around with." The accented masculine voice said again. "Wh-where are you? Show yourself to me!" I said sounding way more confident then I actually am. "I'm closer then you think Stella..." "I'm so fucking stupid, I should've listened to my mom..." I say whispering to myself. "That's true, but it's too late for that now.."

"You know the answer to that question, Skylar." His right hand lifts to my face, the pads an inch away from brushing my skin. He hesitates, not wanting to push his luck. "You're it for me. I don't have to know you as a person to know your soul. It beats to protect the ones you love. You're an honorable she-wolf, and I'm lucky the Goddess placed my heart in your palm." There's no hesitation. Gripping his face, I smash our lips together. I'm not lying when I say sparks fly around us, igniting our bodies with lust. Every nerve ending is on fire. My skin itches to be burned by Silus's greedy hands. The urge to feel his hot breath skimming across my flesh is almost too much to bear. Hot, firm, and devouring lips claim mine. He's tender, allowing me to take the lead. I don't want it. *This is a preview. If you enjoy it, you can follow me on Ream(link in my bio* to read more.

BOOK#1 [It's the beginning to Spirit Bound](remember this is a mix of: Twilight Saga, Vampire Diaries, Vampire Academy, Marked Series and Justin Bieber){changes to some of these stories occur}

On the day of your birth, your whole life is suddenly planned out. You are marked as either an enforcer or a worker. An enforcer has to live a life of violence, killing those who choose not to follow the strict rules. As a worker, you work 20 hours a day, every day. Ashton Martian is the best enforcer. People say he has a natural taste for killing. That's why his job is to take down those who have chosen to rebel against the government. Ava Sparks on the other hand doesn't tolerate the government and has raised a small group against them. She is skilled in what she does, but unfortunately, that has a fatal consequence. Ashton is assigned to take down the biggest threat to the government, which so happens to be Ava. He has to gain her trust by making her fall in love with him, then killing her when she least expects. But what Ashton doesn't expect is the growing feelings he is developing as he gets to know the real, Ava Sparks. But when the time comes, will he go along with the plan and take away her life, or will he risk everything and protect her?

in which all 8 people are marked. || No spoilers :)||

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He: Just one kiss. Slight brush of a devil's lips. A quick death snaring kiss from one of hel's prince. She'd see eternal peace. It's for the best, I told my heart. Yes, she'd be dead. A painful dead too. But the hurt in her eyes were way beyond the slight discomfort of dying. She: We stood still for a moment as the song ended. My eyes locked with his dark menacingly beautiful ones. Dazed by the all the dancing and the delightful atmosphere, the sweet music in my ears, the even sweeter after-taste of bubbly drink in my mouth, I looked on dreamily as he bowed at me, holding my small slender hand in his. Then he ever-so-lightly brushed his ruby lips against the pale skin above my knuckles, the touch felt so soft on my hand..and..frosty cold, like an icy chill at the spot where he kissed. I gasped at the cold twinge that intensified by the second, like a tiny ice block shoved under my skin's surface, growing bigger and colder. To my horror, the chilly sensation evolved into a searing pain and I cried out, screamed in agony. Thousands of tiny knives pierced my hand, slashing and tearing, painfully carving a way inside. A blood-curdling shrill, frantic plea for help yet nobody took notice. The dancers kept twirling and swaying by the dance floor, merry chattering never ceased nor falt, no fork-held hand paused, not one champagne sipping guest turned my way. I clutched an agonized hand to my chest, hot tears slipped unnoticed.