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His Selected Mate

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A throat cleared and a voice spoke, smooth like honey. It gave me goosebumps and sent a chill down my spine. "Excuse me my dear, are you alright?" It was then that I acknowledged that whoever was behind me smelt absolutely incredible, like strawberries, pine and a hint of bourbon. Turning my head, I saw someone who I would never had imagined as a mate to anyone, let alone me. Prince Maxon? Are you kidding me?
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What if everything went as planned and America was selected but with one difference. One secret. She was a werewolf.
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Kiera Cass owns the Selection.
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I'm going to try to update weekly. :)All Rights Reserved

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The Alpha by emy0319_d

"Apres chaque conte de fée, il y a une fin indésitive, un destin a parcourir. Au delá des flames, des Océans déchaines, j'ai sombré dans le noir. A ce moment lá, j'ai vu cette lumière qui m'appellait au loin" I heard the masculine voice singing and I found myself enjoying every bit of the song like I knew that song. I was about to stand up and find out where this voice was coming from when I felt a presence next to me. I quickly turned around to be meet by a green eyes, making my heart melt right now. I looked at the men intensely. He was much taller than me and looked much older than me too, around 20-24 years old. He had black hair and look like a fucking Greek god I must say. i stare at him, taking in his every beautiful features. "Damn" I found myself thinking. He was not less than a Greek God. He was muscular, and from the shirt he put, you could see his 6 pack and toned abs. His face was a beauty. I could stare at him and never get bored. "What the hell?" I thought. Why was I drooling over a guy like that? I was so busy thinking about the sexy stranger that I didn't notice, he was so closer to me. I look at him and suddenly out of the blue, he put his right hand on my cheek. Like he was admiring me, making sure I was no illusion. At that very moment, I felt sparks from the contact of our skin in my body and everything became a blur to me. Only one word could be form in my mouth. The famous word "mate". I looked at him eyes wide. My face shocked. "How?" was the only thing I could think of. Oh my gosh! I have a second mate I thought shivering but how the heck? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Who thought Elena's life could get even worst that huh? Well hop in and Lets see if there is even a little light in Elena's dark life.

Xavier by OBNneo

"America..." he said. I noticed how his eyes changed to dark black. "Yes?" I hesitantly started to back into the door. "Do not deny me because I know you want this." he growled, pointing his finger to himself. "And I want you.....in more ways than one." he stated. He started taking steps toward me until he met my rigid form. "So stop resisting me, and let me take you over that desk." He demanded before capturing my lips in his. ---------------------------------------------------------- America is living a normal life in her pack until the alpha Prince Xavier pays a visit to her pack to look for his mate. Now Isabella's life will either crumble right in front of her or build itself together. #25 in Mature Audience

Dancing with the Badboy by footyholic

I was surprised when she ran her hands down my abs, almost to the waist band of my pants. "Mila," I warned, watching her bite back a smile. There was unmistakable tension around us and I had no idea where it came from. Maybe it was the alcohol. I stared down at her, watching the sultry look on her face. "What are you doing to me," I muttered, resting my forehead against hers. I barely had a chance to blink before her lips were pressed against mine. My hands found their way to her hips, gripping them tightly as she tugged at my hair. Spinning her around, I pinned her against the wall. It felt like my lungs were going to burst as I pulled away, breathing hard. Mila gazed up at me, her eyes glazed over and cheeks pink. She reached up, wiping what I'm assuming was her lipstick from my lips. I couldn't help but lean down and press my lips against hers again. It was almost as if I was addicted to the way she fit against my body. "Ajax, we're both drunk," she gasped as I bit down on her ear gently. We could deal with the consequences later. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- TW: Mentions of Anxiety, Depression, and some suicidal thoughts Some Mature content - I'll put a warning before ;) Highest ranking in Romance - #8 12/20 Highest ranking in Dance - #1 12/22

Labeled (A The Selection Fanfiction) by selectionswiftie_22

The Selection Fan Fiction "I, Clarissa Dossen, will never be free from the cage of other people's choices." Clarissa Dossen is a 17 year old girl sent to The Fraussen Prestige Institute, a boarding school for the rich and famous kids of Sarroine. Her mom has devoted herself to a lifestyle of the utmost leisure and fame; Clarissa's dad, however, is down to earth and kind. In her young country, Sarroine, everyone is labeled. The Prestige are rich and famous, with the Royalty slightly above. The Elite have the wealth of a prestige, but not the fame, and the Modest barely make ends meet. But greatly looked down upon are the Unlabeled. They are such a disgrace to the country that they are ignored. Clarissa believes that these boundaries shouldn't be in place, and when put in a powerful position, she struggles between loyalty to her family and loyalty to her beliefs. What happens when Clarissa realizes she has been selected for a competition she doesn't want to be in? Will she ever want to be a contender in The Selection? Will Prince Alexander win her heart? Labeled follows Clarissa through a tumultuous and romantic journey of self-discovery and development with all the beauty and pomp of the original Selection. Her world is called Sarrione, which is what King Maxon and Queen America re-named the country after dismantling the caste system which their son hastily put back into place through the Labels. They are the current Prince's grandparents. *the idea of the Selection, inspiration for the plot, and the characters of Queen America and King Maxon are not original, all credit goes to Kiera Cass. However, this particular story and any other characters not present in the Selection Series by Kiera Cass are of my own creation*

Truly Selected (Book One of The Next Selection Series) by Halebella

~ 'Matthew slid closer to me so our bodies were pressed up against each other in a not to intimate way. "I hope I cross your mind every once in a while," Matthew said in an almost whisper. "Just so I don't feel so pathetic for thinking of you all the time." I felt my heart beat at a rapid pace as he said those words to me. Nothing like that had ever been said to me before, and that was all it took for me to reach up to Matthew and connect my lips with his.' ~ Twenty-one years ago, America Singer entered the Selection with no intention of claiming Prince Maxon's heart for herself Now, another Selection is about to surface, and Illéa is more excited than ever. Not only did Maxon and America provide an heir, but twin sons. Sol Soble, a Four from Kent, wanted nothing to do with the Selection. Her life was no fantasy with magic sugar castles and money growing on trees, but she loved Kent and certain things in it; and for that, the Selection wasn't in her best interest. But after a sudden tragedy, Sol's world is rocked to its core and she is doing things she never thought she would do; entering the Selection, going to the Palace, and maybe, even starting to fall in love. It's only common knowledge that when people don't learn from history, it's often doomed to repeat itself. --------------------- DISCLAIMER: All rights go to Kiera Cass

My Destined Alpha Mate by KaseyG94

I was walking down the hallway when all of the Sudden I feel a hand grab me and pull me into a janitors closet . I let out a scream , not knowing who had pulled my arm . I look up to be met with the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen . I hadn't noticed before ... there were sparks shooting up my arm and his scent was making me weak at the knees . "Mate" "What's your name beautiful " - Souline ... Souline Mikealson - "Beautiful " He just started at me for who knows how long , not that I could look away ... his god like features stopped me from looking away . He leaned down to my neck and I could feel he's breath on my neck causing me to shiver , I turned my head to give him more access. He kissed my neck causing me to let out a quiet moan . He looked at me in the eyes and then walked out . ........................................

The Shadows of my Liefje | Max Verstappen by VPTS0607

Upon her laughing at my struggle, a smile naturally creeps onto my face. "Sorry. What I mean to say is I would like for you to come with me. If you come, you could finally know what my job is." She grins widely. "Because you are not a mechanic, but you won't tell what your real job is." "Exactly, but if you come..." She presses her lips together and then pouts slightly. "I can't." My smile drops. "I'm sorry, Max, my flight leaves Thursday morning." Disappointed, I shrug in an attempt to play it casual. "It's okay," I say softly, and she scrunches her nose at the pet name. "But tell me the truth, would you have come if you were staying longer?" She smiles widely and I mimic her. "Depends, would you continue acting like an asshole?" I chuckle. I know she will never let that go, and weirdly it brings me joy because that means that she will never forget the day we met. And I don't want her to forget it because it is forged forever in my mind. I am bound by that day, but if I am bound, she should be too. I want us to be bound forever by that day. "Maybe. Depends if you will text me this time." "Then maybe." With a grin on my face, I reply, "Maybe is good enough for now." A lie. Truly, maybe is not enough, but I will wait for her forever if it is necessary. I barely know her, but I want her to like me at least a portion of how much I like her because her mere presence makes me happy, and I believe I have the same effect on her. ------------------------------- Two pressured souls to succeed, longing for love. Max Verstappen, a seemingly ruthless driver, finds himself drawn to Vanessa Teixeiro, the sweetest soul with many secrets he is eager to unravel. Two sides of the same coin collide and can't seem to escape the other. Vanessa knows she should keep her distance from him, as he is too tempting for her, especially at the wrong time. However, Max is determined to keep crossing paths with her. He has fallen for her, but will she fall for him too?

Healing Shattered Hearts (Maxon And America Story) by g0nebyeciao

What if Maxon chose Kriss? Will America find her happily ever after? Will Maxon get her back? This is the same story as ChameleonsForever's aka me. The other account wasn't doing what I wanted. ALL RIGHTS GO TO KIERA CASS I DO NOT OWN THE SELECTION SERIES, PRODUCTS, IDEAS, PICTURES AND ETC.

My Brother is my Mate!! by aaminah98

This is NOT a story about incest so please don't get the wrong idea. Disclaimer: I made this book when I was like 12 so just beware lol "Blake how the heck are you my m-mate?" I say with the courage that I have left, which isn't very much. "Kennedy I've waited for this moment since last year." "What do you mean?" I ask while looking down at the floor avoiding his eyes. "I mean that I have known that you were my mate since I shifted but I didn't tell you, and now you finally know", he states as he comes closer and closer until we are so close I can feel his breathe on my cheek. "U-um Blake what are you doing?", I say as he looks at my lips and I gaze at his blue-green eyes. "Something I have waited way too long to do", He says as his lips come crashing onto mine. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kennedy is a 16 year old girl. Her birthday is in 2 weeks and it will be her turn to find her mate. Also she will finally shift into her wolf. But on her birthday she will find something out that will change her life completely, not only will she find her mate but she will find something about her that will change her future..... Read to find out :) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Book Cover made by @Weirdness_Rules Highest Rank: #17 in Werewolf

The Promise: A Maxerica Fanfiction by Bastila

"AMERICA!" The bullet hit her just before I reached her. ** What if Maxon hadn't jumped in front of America in time? ** Alternate ending to The One ** Formerly titled - The Victim: A Maxerica Fanfiction ** All characters belong to Kiera Cass

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The Alpha

"Apres chaque conte de fée, il y a une fin indésitive, un destin a parcourir. Au delá des flames, des Océans déchaines, j'ai sombré dans le noir. A ce moment lá, j'ai vu cette lumière qui m'appellait au loin" I heard the masculine voice singing and I found myself enjoying every bit of the song like I knew that song. I was about to stand up and find out where this voice was coming from when I felt a presence next to me. I quickly turned around to be meet by a green eyes, making my heart melt right now. I looked at the men intensely. He was much taller than me and looked much older than me too, around 20-24 years old. He had black hair and look like a fucking Greek god I must say. i stare at him, taking in his every beautiful features. "Damn" I found myself thinking. He was not less than a Greek God. He was muscular, and from the shirt he put, you could see his 6 pack and toned abs. His face was a beauty. I could stare at him and never get bored. "What the hell?" I thought. Why was I drooling over a guy like that? I was so busy thinking about the sexy stranger that I didn't notice, he was so closer to me. I look at him and suddenly out of the blue, he put his right hand on my cheek. Like he was admiring me, making sure I was no illusion. At that very moment, I felt sparks from the contact of our skin in my body and everything became a blur to me. Only one word could be form in my mouth. The famous word "mate". I looked at him eyes wide. My face shocked. "How?" was the only thing I could think of. Oh my gosh! I have a second mate I thought shivering but how the heck? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Who thought Elena's life could get even worst that huh? Well hop in and Lets see if there is even a little light in Elena's dark life.