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Layla has never felt special, she has always been made to feel like dirt, but what happens when she founds out that she's not only special, but in much more danger than she ever thought possible. *The Luna's Secret* By Alisha Umar

"A soulmate." He starts, his voice bounces off the wall of the empty room. "There is nothing more beautiful in the world than them, for they are the epitome of perfect. They are the part you've been searching for forever. The cynosure for each other. Made for each other, like a puzzle, complete. Their scent so beautiful you could smell it for centuries and never get tired of it." He crouches in front of my figure. Lifting his hands and places them on my face and sparks fly across my cheeks, birthing joyful butterflies in my stomach. His eyes dance down my face, and his thumbs move to trace the outline of my cold lips. How much I find myself wanting to lean closer and savor the contact. "There are our better halves, making us whole" --- King meets his Queen Both have memories that are better left untouched. But are they willing to make an exception for each other? Book #1 of the Soul series.

Alex's life was just starting, she just graduated from high school and was finishing her last summer at camp before heading off to college. But all that changed in an instant. Xavier was King of the werewolves, the King of Alpha's. He had been around a long time. He gave up hope long ago of having a mate. ********** Warning this book contains adult scenes and sexual content. Please try not to be too harsh, but please feel free to leave your comments and thoughts. Do not steal my story. I do not own any of the photos used, I got them from Google.

"I am Luna Feia Agreste and I am the queen." It's true. I am the queen. Not because I am the luna, heck I don't want to be one, but because I am the alpha. And not just any alpha. I am the alpha of all alphas. I am cursed by the Moon Goddess and decided to have fun with my life. I am not a fragile, little damsel in distress nor a weak little wolf who's depending on her mate. I became alpha because even though I am a 'she', my wolf is different of all. My wolf is a 'he'. ••••••••••••• If cliché love stories are what you need, this is the perfect story for you! ••••••••••••• Highest Rank: #140 in werewolf And I have no idea how it happened.

Read on and find out ha! Sorry, not sorry.

An Alpha King is expected to be powerful, strong, valiant, wise, decisive, and perfect. Alpha King Pietro is all that except the part being perfect. He was the most awaited heir of the royal family but he was born blind. And so they thought. Iya was adopted by a gamma of a wolf pack when she was found crying by the riverbanks 19 years ago, alone and cold. She is spirited and kindhearted. The pack considered her ordinary as ordinary comes. And so they thought. ***My new book is out - ALPHA BOWEN. Give it a try, soon.

|Highest werewolf rating #38 12.04.16| Lottie's never had a place to call home. Jumping at the slightest of noises and running from society is all she's know for the past four years, and cowering from the people she deemed untrustworthy before that. What happens when she meets someone who has a voice that makes her feel welcome and has a touch which she can finally call home. What happens when that person happens to be the most handsome man she's ever set eyes on. What happens when that gorgeous accent rules a foreign country. What happens when she finds out that he is a werewolf King and she is his mate. His queen. Human.

"You know you can't resist me much longer." He continued to trail kisses down my neck and jaw. I bit my lip to keep a moan from escaping. "I am your mate and Alpha, I order you to not touch any male or flirt with them." "In case you have forgotten, I'm a rogue, I don't have to listen to you." The alpha growled and I couldn't stop the smirk from forming on my lips. He pushed me harder onto the wall and moved closer so every inch of our bodies were touching. It took every ounce of strength I had to stop myself from jumping him right there. He moved his hand to caress my cheek and I found myself leaning into his touch. "When I first laid my eyes on you, you were mine. If I see any male looking at you inappropriately or longer than necessary, that will be the last thing they see. You are mine and only mine. I'm not one to share what belongs to me."