My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

Meet Raven Night. She's 17. At school, she gets bullied because she's a "nerd". No one knows her past and she tends to keep it that way. During the day she is the nerd of the school. But at night she is the infamous street-fighter and racer, "Diablo". When she's not fighting or racing, she is the assassin "Death". Here's a little bit of her past, when she was 7 she watched her family get murdered in front of her. After that, she was sent to foster home after foster home. She was adopted by a man when she was 13. He is part of the second-most dangerous gang in the world. He hurts her for fun but she's afraid to try and stop him. Now meet Jacob William. He's 18. He and his other two friends just moved to town. When Jacob and his two friends(Michael & Caden) first arrived at Rosewood high, Raven was away on a mission. Jacob is a gang leader while Michael is his third-in-command and Caden is his second-in-command. Jacob had a dark past so he's cold to anyone that's not friends or family. Will Jacob and Raven open up to each other or will they hate each other? Find out in The street-fighting nerd. ⚠️⚠️This story has mature language and scenes. There will be murder and gore in this book. I will have LGBTQ people in this book. If you do not like this, DO NOT READ IT.⚠️⚠️ You have been warned.

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 😬

Hello, this story is not good. It was written by a depressed young tween who didn't understand what an abusive relationship is. I'm only keeping it up because it's my only completed book. Take everything a grain of salt. (It's cringey) So good luck on fixing me and what we could've been But you'll always fail to see I'm forever broken I hate your guts, I hate his too I hate myself for loving you You're the only reason that I hate everyone -Falling in Reverse Alaska is sick of her life. She's sick of everyone. It all started in forth grade when she moved to Colorado. She was a different girl back then... Alaska was naive, had blonde hair, loved people, and was kind. Then she met Dillon he was gorges, tall, strong, and everything Alaska was not. Dillon was a werewolf and next in line for Alpha position of Black Blood Pack. Dillon hates his mate and waiting tell he is old enough to reject her. He dose what he can, ignores her, forgets her, because she is nothing but a pathetic human. Or so she thought... . . . "Get out of my head!" He yelled at me. I stood my ground, because I was here and was not leaving. "What's your problem with me?" I hissed. "Your weak, ugly, pathdic, little human, who I could kill so easily. Unfortunately for me I can't reject you yet!" I didn't know what reject meant I knew it was bad, by the way the silent room went quite. "Well I may be ugly, I may be pathdic, and you know what I'm a weak little human. I may not be able to kill you, you can make my life hell, go ahead, do it. You can hate me with every bone in your body. But if you think for a moment I care your wrong." That was the biggest lie I ever told. What happens when an alpha were wolf and element witch meet? What happens if she doesn't even know she's a witch?

The man curses under his breath but thankfully with my hearing advantages I hear him. "little bitch." He says. "Oh now really?" I smile evilly at him. He looks at me with sudden surprise. But before he can do anything I punch him square in the jaw and knee him in the jewels. "Sweet dreams." I say and slap him. But when I turn around dark figures advance on me, closer, and closer. Their beady red eyes looking at me with no expression. A cold feeling drops in the pit of my stomach. It feels like someone just turned down the heater twenty degrees. "Tsk, tsk little one." The closest one smiles revealing razor sharp fangs. Another one advances on me smiling along with the others, but holding a knife. "The war is coming now child. You better run." The closest one sneers. I turn around and take off in a full blown sprint. But the more I run, I don't seem to be getting any closer to the door. "Now Mazy, Just let us take you away to a land where you can get anything you want. There's no pain, nothing." One of them says, using my name for the first time. But I immediately know what he's saying. "I'm not going to friggin' heaven! And if you kill me, I'd just go to hell!" I retort. "Well make your choice now, do you want to live, or die." One says, creeping behind me. But before I can say anything. A hot sensation rises in my back, spreading. I rip out what is causing the problems, but I immediately drop it. "A-a silver knife."

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!

"𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈." Dylan goes from running with one sketchy crowd to another. She comes from a broken home. She grew up with little to nothing She spends most of her time partaking in illegal activities and spending her afternoons behind bars. She was in and out of foster homes until she was fourteen when she was adopted by a family with a son who hates her and dislikes her choice in friends and daily activities. When an older guy approaches Dylan and tells her he could give her power, strength, the ability to protect herself and her friends, she jumps on the opportunity. Her new group wasn't much different from her last, still, she was running from the law and getting into fights. But as her life goes on and she starts battling her long time bully who also turns out to be a scaly lizard-creature with a long-ass tail and venom that can paralyse you from the neck down, the life that she thought abandoned her long ago seems to catch up with her, revealing dark and twisted secrets. - DISCLAIMER : *i do not own teen wolf or any of their characters but dylan and any other i create. DISCLAIMER : *this follows season 2 with my own added twists

[COMPLETED] ೋღ🌹ღೋ He stands roughly a few feet away from me, his body towering over my crouched one. I bring my legs up to my chest, pushing myself further into the wall as he kneels down towards me. He brings his nose to the crook of my neck, my face grimacing as I await for the pain. He breathes in, "hmmm, you smell so delicious." He coos, his breath fanning my neck, causing me to shiver In disgust. If only my brothers were here... "Wheres a delicacy like you been hiding this whole time?" His use of words has me on edge. His implementations imply that he's some sort of cannibal and judging from what he did to that other man I fear I may be right. I refuse to answer him, spitting in his face. My face bounces of the wall, the sting of his slap left behind on my cheek. I shake the pain away, placing a facade up to hide the fear within. You fucking bastard! I narrow my eyes at him, taking note of his features in case I miraculously survive this encounter. His hair is a dark auburn and his eyes that watch me with amusement are a dark blue. His attire was a black suit which seemed out of place considering he was standing in an alleyway. If I manage to escape I want to be confident that'd I'd be able to have this bastard put behind bars. Again if... His eyes shift, my eyes widening as his eyes turn from a dark blue to a pool of black, red veins trailing along from his pupil to the edge of his eyes. His voice is dark as he commands, "Show me that pretty little neck of yours." ೋღ🌹ღೋ ⚠️ Warning!!! This book is extremely dark and has depictions of Mature language, violence, sexual activity, sexual and physical abuse, including rape. Rape is a serious crime often overlooked where the victim is made to believe it is their fault. I do not condone rape however, it's a reality. Please only read if your 18 and with caution. This book will be updated weekly. Possibly sometime more or less depending on how busy I am.

Although orphaned at an early age, caused so much trouble for anyone who knew her, and was always moving onto the next place not caring about who she left behind, Hayden undoubtedly was a Beauty. Her hard, cold, sarcastic nature made her appear as if she didn't care about anyone but herself. For years that was actually exactly how Hayden lived her life. But one night, running away from another problem she caused, she ran into Theo. Theo, the intimidating Beast that everyone feared for his fathers actions. It was only a coincidence the pair turned out to be mates. But perhaps, it was destiny that they paved a road to a happy ending together. Or at least something close to it for the two terribly confused, rightfully inconsolable, and undoubtedly searching for happiness werewolves. ( no rogues, no hunters, no rejection, no mute, no 'largest pack in North America' , no love triangle, no jealous ex girlfriend type, no sub-plot mate story... you're welcome.) Werewolf Romance Paranormal/Fantasy Short Story

It was the night of Samia Eden's wedding. The night she would be wed to the love of her life, Elden Varasova. The first son of the Varasova Family. It was the first night of the rest of her life. A life lived in the dark. A life immortal. Once Elden had sunk his teeth into Samia's neck she would become a vampire like him, and they would live happily together, forever. Then the chapel doors burst open, and Samia's world fell apart. Held captive deep within the territory of a vengeful werewolf pack, Samia is to be forced into an arranged marriage with the ferocious son of the pack's leader by the time of the next full moon. The pack has the Church's approval. There is nothing Samia or the Varasova's can do to stop it. Her fate is sealed. That wont stop Samia's best friend Phoebe Scott from trying. Even if that means working with Elden's shifty brother Carlisle. Phoebe knows she can't trust him. He's dangerous. And for some reason his sister Dana says Phoebe and Carlisle should stay away from each other. But what choice does she have? A heinous crime has set the wheels of destiny - and justice - in motion. While she hunts for the culprit, a mysterious emissary of the Church must ensure the transfer of Samia from the Varasova Family to the pack goes smoothly. Dozens of lives and everything the emissary has fought for is at stake. With whispers of witchcraft on the wind, she must succeed. Or there will be Hell to pay. When darkness falls, we will do what we must for the ones we love. But ill the dawn find us still worthy of its light? Or will the first rays of the sun fall upon the twisted faces of the monsters we have become?