When Archer becomes of age his father, Apollo, plans to unite their pack with another by marrying his son off. Although his mother, Cassandra, is against the idea, Archer meets the pack anyway wanting to do his part to protect his family. Will he do his duty and marry, like his father wants or will he let love prevail, causing tension to rise amongst the two packs? This story includes adult themes, sex and violence. Read with caution. From a male POV Snippet from the book. Contains sexual themes. She lets a moan escape her as she parts her lips, allowing my tongue entrance. I drop hold of her hands and run them down to her waist, holding her against my body, needing to feel her. I know it's not real, physically. But it's enough for me. Enough for now as I wrap her dress round my fists, lifting it higher and higher to expose her centre to me. As I push her dress up as her hand darts to my boxers, grasping my hard cock through the material as she moves her hand up and down the shaft. I groan into her mouth as I turn us around, backing her up against a tree, pinning her back against the rough bark. My hand quickly dives between her legs, feeling how wet she already is just from our kiss. She lifts one of her legs to my waist as she opens herself up for me, wanting more, so I oblige as I bury a finger into her tight pussy, moving it back and forth, making her more aroused.

Then it hit me. The scent of my mate. The one I'd love and spend the rest of my days with. "Mine," he growled. I was forced up against the wall as he began to kiss me roughly. I managed to take a peek at my mate. The school's very own player. Otherwise known as the guy who infuriates me to the depths of hell. I shoved him off me and made him look me in the eye, "I don't care if you're going to be Alpha. You will always be the jerk I hate and the player I despise. I will not be looked upon as another of your minions. Yeah, I just rejected you." I snarled. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Shayla Hale is just another 15 year old werewolf, eagerly waiting for her 16th birthday so she can find her mate. She wasn't popular, and she wasn't a loner. Following her around, was the school's player, with a hobby of annoying her. She hated him for taking so much interest in her, since she knew all he was is a disappointment. Chase Anderson is the school's player, and the guy every girl swoons for. He's always found Shayla interesting, since she wasn't like the others. Witty comebacks, never sparing him a second glance. Being the hard to resist, soon to be Alpha of his Dark Wolfe pack, he needs to find his Luna. What he wasn't prepared for was his very own mate rejecting him. Will Shayla stay true to her word? Will Chase prove his mate wrong? What happens when Chase goes back to his player ways? How about when Shayla's childhood lover returns? *** I wrote this when I was 12/13 and it was the first romance/teen-fic/werewolf story I ever wrote at the time. Please go easy on my 12/13 year old self 😬

Scarlet Montgomery lived her life as the pack slave. She was left Omega after her parents ditched her to become rogues. She is constantly tormented not only by the other pack members but by the Alpha himself. When she meets her mate on her eighteenth birthday, things take an unexpected turn that seem to leave her life in a downward spiral. She becomes more and more defeated with each awful instance sent her way. Will she be able to escape or will she be eaten alive by the wolves that she was thrown to? ************ Trigger warning! There is graphic content, abuse, violence, sexual violence, strong language...etc. If you can't handle any of those things, shy away from the book! Thank you ************ Excerpt: "You know, wouldn't it be fucked up if we were mates?" My face scrunched up, not only in disgust but worry about where he was going with his question. It would be the worst thing that I could imagine. There was a chance that if we were mates that he would lighten up and become the loving mate the moon goddess would have intended but that was a very slim chance. "Do you know what I would do if we were mates?" I shook my head; I didn't just mean it as I didn't know but I didn't want to know. He would probably reject me in the worst possible way he could think of. Or he would use the bond against me. I was already his slave but maybe there was something else that he could do that my innocent mind just couldn't conjure because I wasn't anything like him. I held my humanity close to me as if it would save me in the long run. I refused to be anything like my tormentors and I kept as true to myself as I could. He turned his body towards mine and I could see he was smirking at me but I got a bad feeling. "I would fuck you as hard as I possibly could and then I would kill you. You don't deserve to be a part of this pack but we need slaves just like any other. You truly disgust me and I hope that whoever your mate is rejects you. You're a sorry excuse for a she-wolf."

BOOK 1 OF THE BIG BAD WOLF SERIES: "R-Roman, stop," He lingers on each kiss, teasing me with his tongue. Sparks erupt. "You make me so damn angry," He says huskily, fanning his warm breath on my neck, making another shiver course through me. He places a kiss right below my ear, and I visibly shudder. He notices. He starts attacking the spot with his lips, and I bite my lip hard trying hard to not let the moan escape me. I involuntarily close my eyes. Everywhere he touches me sparks erupt. He starts sucking on the spot. "R-Roman, pl-please, st-top," I push lightly on his chest, but he doesn't even flinch. I didn't want this to happen, not when he was just being a total asshole 2 seconds ago. "Roman," I practically moan out his name. He starts gently biting me, and I melt into him. I put my hands on his shoulders and push him again, slightly harder this time, but as he keeps attacking my neck, I feel as though all the energy has been drained from me. "You're mine," he says huskily in between kisses. I self consciously nod. "Only mine-" He starts kissing and sucking my jaw, and I refrain from letting out a moan. "And you'll never talk to Dimitri or any of the warriors again." I open my eyes wide at his comment, and I push him back with all my strength. *** They said the Big Wolf was bad... They said no one could tame him... That his heart was made of ice... That he couldn't love anyone and no one could love him. His pack was ruthless... Killed without a second thought. They said Little Red was Human.... They said she was shy and quiet.... They said her innocence was like no other... That she was pack less. Helped without a thought... At least... That's what they say... Let me tell you the real story... *** WARNING: THIS BOOK HAS STRONG LANGUAGE, SEXUAL THEMES, ABUSE, VIOLENCE, KIDNAPPING, DEATH AND HARASSMENT. IF THESE ARE TRIGGERS THAN CONTINUE AT YOUR OWN RISK!

Did you really think our story ended yet? Well, I feel bad for you then. There are still many more people to kill, many more beings to hurt, and now that she's with me, I'll teach her how I play. I play; everything is a game to me whether it's making dinner or just... Murder. So many people hurt her, and usually I do mercy killings and put you out of your misery... But that's when I'm in control; when I'm calm, I'm collected and mature. You do not want to see me angry. And trust me, if any of you touched her... I might not be so compassionate. ***** The master might've been dead, but there were other things coming after Elijah and Luna. But Luna still was fragile. Despite recent events, it doesn't seem like the master's reign is over. Everyone coming for them had their daggers aimed toward Luna's existence... But small little worthless maggots couldn't compare to two ruthless psychopaths. Could they? (completed March 7 2024)

I jumped to my feet and punched him in the side. There was hardly an effect. "You're weak" he spat, walking a step closer towards me. I growled as I had had it with this blood sucking devil! My blue eyes fumed in anger as my wolf was released. I am a white wolf. Liam's eyes bulged as he saw my true form. He then smiled ready to fight. I lunged for the bastard, knocking him to the ground. His other minions rushed towards me all attaching me at once. I attempted to fight against them. They kept coming on me and it was becoming too much for me to handle. My fur had gone from a snowy white, to a bloody reddish color. So much blood. I laid down. Maybe just a minute of rest. I saw Liam walk up to me. He looked down at me and smiled. "What's wrong little wolf? No more energy?" He smirked. Then Liam was suddenly thrown to the damp ground by something, a jet black wolf with glowing red eyes. He was beautiful with his gleaming coat and strong legs. The black wolf left Liam on the ground and fiercely killed all of Liam's minions easily. He wasn't finished with his prowl, he turned back to face Liam but realized that the pureblooded vampire had already run off. Then I hear a deep growl. "Mate", and my heart stops. ------------ Alexandra's pack is mercilessly destroyed by werewolves most hated species: vampires. The species has hated each other since the beginning of time. But what happens when she finds out she is half vampire and half werewolf? A hybrid cross species who is on the run from the vampire Liam who wants to use her as a trophy. She meets her mate, Tyler, who is the leader of a ruthless pack called the Silvermoon pack. But will he be able to protect her from the relentless vampire out to get her? ----- My very first attempt at writing a book so be gentle! Many errors and typos!

Kylie survived the brutal destruction of her pack only to discover her cold alpha mate was the one responsible for the brutal slaughter of her family and pack mates. She can't forgive and she won't forget. Kylie cooperates with his demands while she searches for a way to free the remaining survivors and herself. Success teaches her just how complicated mate bonds can be and gives her the chance to choose her own fate. "Screw the mate bond. If I went for his throat while he was driving in human form, I might be able to kill him right now, and if I didn't succeed, the resulting accident might. I leapt for the front seat, powerful jaw ready to rip out his throat as he had ripped out my family's to take my revenge. Without even taking his left hand off the wheel, he blocked me by getting his right forearm between my jaws. I bit down as hard as I could, wishing to break his bones and sever the limb. Worse, I felt the tingles of our first contact where violence had connected us. The iron of his blood mingled with the other scents around me." (This is a dark story, but not the stereotypical one where she falls in love with her captor. This is the story of escape from a toxic relationship and finding healthy love.) MATURE content including violence, dubious consent, intimacy, and mature and other possibility upsetting themes like threats of suicide and miscarriage. Not intended for the 18- crowd, sorry. #1 in Protective (10/23/21, 02/02/22) #1 in Pack (10/24/21)

Book 1 of the Bloodworth Clan Series VAMPIRE~ROMANCE~MYSTERY~LOVE ----- "Whatever." I hissed as I turned around to leave the room, when he grabbed my wrist. In attempt to yank myself from him, I yelled in anger and peered into his deep blue eyes, searing into his soul. "I'm sorry." Was all he said. Finally letting go, he got off the bed and left the room. "Fuck you." I mumbled under my breath, thinking he wouldn't hear me. But with my luck, and his stupid super hearing, he did. Before I knew it, I was thrown up against a wall, his body pressed against mine. He let out a low growl, "What did you just say?" "Fuck you." I repeated, smirking at his anger. As his eyes grew dark, he inched closer. "Say that again, I dare you." As bitchy as I am, I did as he said, "Fuck. You." ----- After struggling to graduate high school, Riah only meant to spend the summer in France before heading off to college. But after meeting a mysterious group of people in the beautiful city Amiens, everything she thinks she knows is flipped upside down and she finds herself questioning the truth behind her estranged mothers death.

Five years ago, Gabrielle left Castle Rock to follow her high school sweetheart and the father of her child to college. After he walks out of their lives, Gabrielle finds herself back in her home town with her daughter while she tries to start over. Enter Nathan, her best friends older brother. He offers Gabrielle and her daughter a place to live until they're back on their feet. And as simple as Gabrielle expects it to be, it's anything but. Especially when Gabrielle realises just how attractive Nathan is and Nathan might realise that Gabrielle is everything is he's ever wanted. "Stop," Nathan says suddenly, his voice hoarse and loud, startling me. His eyes are dark, dilated and fixed on my mouth. "Just . . . stop." This is what I'd wanted when I started reading to him, to wind him up and get the upper hand. Now that I have it, I'm not sure this was the best idea because the way he's looking at me, creates a dampness between my legs. "Why?" I ask, the word comes out a whisper. He stands up and I have to contain a gasp at the obvious bulge in his slacks. "Because I'm not hearing that character asking those questions," he stops in front of me, looking down. "I'm hearing you, asking to make me come, and I'm damn near close to letting you." This is a QB Bad Boy and Me story, but it can be read as a stand alone !

"Are you willing to risk everything?" He asked, leaning his face in closer until our foreheads touched and our lips were barely an inch apart. His blue eyes were so deep and dark today, but not in the menacing way, more so in a lustful longing. My heart was speeding so erratically in my chest that I was afraid that it might just pop right out. Say yes! My wolf cheered. She was waiting for this ever since we first found his smell. That alluring smell of security. Well my thoughts were really getting muddled. "I have nothing to lose," I stated bluntly while trying to distract my heart. And then abruptly he backed away, taking my breath away with him. I wasn't sure what to make of the situation. We both stood there standing speechless for a moment. I couldn't help but to feel a disgusted that he would act like he wanted me and then pull away so harshly. "You selfish son of a cunt," --- In her run for freedom and to find out who she is, Cora ends up entangled in the arms of Raphael, the relentless beast. Heir to the Black Blood throne, he has no intentions of letting Cora slip through the cracks so soon especially since she's a puzzle to crack. Bit by bit, Cora's identity comes together to form a scary truth; she's just another pawn in the ultimate game of Fate. What would you do if your entire life was a lie? Would you run from it or venture towards the truth?