|Highest Ranking: 76 in Werewolf, 13/3/21 | After the murder of her parents, sentenced to live the rest of her life out as a rouge. What happens when Clara stop's running to save a girl from non-other than a rouge, and the girl just so happens to be the Alpha's sister. Follow the story as Clara gains a better understanding of this mysterious Alpha, and face the terrors the haunt her past. Sneak Peek: 'What are you doing turn around and go back, where safe here. I know it.' Said Maia ignoring her request I shifted and ran into the forest. I didn't know this forest well and was sure I was getting lost, though I still kept running. I heard a bundle of footsteps that weren't my own. I stopped tacking a moment to even my breathing, when I was jumped on by a big wolf he was probably double the size of me. He was pure black with a white patch on his chest. He was the alpha. Oh shit * * * This is my first book, so I hope you enjoy please give it a go. The description might not be that good, but I really enjoyed writing it and I hope you enjoy reading it. Was written by me at 13 it is cliche and full of spelling and grammatical errors, that I'm not going to fix (I'm lazy). Read at your own risk.

"You are mine and belong to no one else" he sneered in my face "You're wrong" I mumbled turning my head away "You are my toy and I use you when I want" he smirked "But you-I-I'm your mate! You're supposed to love me and care for me not fuck around with other girls and have me whenever you want!" I screamed. His smirk fell and was replaced by a scowl. He lifted his hand and I flinched back awaiting the slap. But all I heard was a growl and a grunt of pain. I opened my eyes and there he was. The man I felt an indescribable connection to. It wasn't until he turned to me, his golden eyes meeting my teal ones that I realised what connection I held with him. Mate! My wolf howled Another one!? I thought to myself, gasping Serenity Harper is a werewolf, but she's not just any werewolf. She's the mate to the alpha of the second strongest pack in the world. She's an extremely rare silver wolf and she's super kind. But her life isn't perfect. It's far from it actually. Her pack hates her and has ever since the death of her whole family believing she is the cause towards it. Her own mate refuses to announce that she is his mate and even went through the trouble of ordering her to keep her mouth shut about it! But that's not even the worst of it. Her mate abuses and rapes her repeatedly. You would think after all her suffering she would crack and kill herself... and she was going to... until she meets the mysterious Xander. He's alpha to the strongest pack in the world and a good natured leader. What is the connection Serenity feels between the two. Its that of a mate bond only slightly stronger. So what happens when everything she ever knew was a lie and she finds love elsewhere. But not far after love do you find betrayals... {SEQUEL: The Beautiful Killer}

All wolves find their mates eventually, willingly or otherwise. Jenna has been dreading the moment she meets hers for as long as she can remember. To her dismay, Nature might be just as stubborn and relentless as her... *** "All I want is to protect you from my world. I don't want you to be apart of it. You shouldn't have to be forced into this. So I have to leave." "Why is this your choice to make? Huh?" he huffed. "This is my choice, too. If you're my mate, I'm pretty sure I should get a say so in whether or not you leave." "You-" My voice broke. Sniffling, I wiped my face. "You don't know what you're saying, Will." "I know enough." ***

Have you ever just look up to the sky and ask the Moon Goddess "Why?" I have. I do it every single night for the past four years. I don't know if I'll have a second chance mate. I doubt the Moon Goddess would bless me with one when I literally killed my own mate with my own two hands. Now, Dominic. Dom. He deserves one. His died the night of our Ball. He seen her from afar a few weeks back. Just for a second. We were in such a hurry in our Village that he never got the chance to talk to her. He never got the chance to know her. I however, was cursed with a mate that betrayed me before I even knew who she was. I never got the chance to know her either. Once I heard her talking about ending our family. The thought of a mate I had went out into the forest. My mother. My fathers. My brothers. My sisters. Harlee! Who could do harm to her? She's just sweet and innocent. She's my baby sister. I didn't care for her explanations. I cared and loved my family more. To Odin and I she was a trespasser. She was the enemy. So, I killed her before she could do harm to our people. To my family. To my friends. It was her or all of them. I picked them. I would rather have her blood on my hands than have the entire pack. The entire clan. My entire family's blood on my hands. So I killed her without a second glance. I killed her with no emotions. After that night. I changed and it wasn't for the best. I changed and became colder. If I get a second mate, if she blesses me, I will reject her. When "Mate" escaped my lips I nearly died. Fuck. Why did she have to show up now? Why couldn't I have been blessed being mateless. It would make everything so much easier. But than again nothing is easy in my life. Do I trust her or do I reject her? Will the past repeat itself? Or will this lilac haired cherry blossom eyed mate when over my icy cold heart?

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!

"Goddess, you're so perfect." he breathed the words, staring up at her as she moved rhythmically up and down above him, her breasts bouncing as he gripped her hips, trying to hold back the wave that he felt building inside of him. She just looked and felt so fucking good. "Do female wolves mark their mates?" She leaned forward as she asked the question in a low voice, sliding her arms along his chest as she shifted her position, moving her legs close together so that he was even tighter inside of her as his hands came down to grip her ass, thrusting into her from below. "Yes." he was barely able to gasp out the word. "Not in my pack. But in many- most even- other packs." "Why not yours?" He felt her mouth slip forward, her tongue teasing the same place he had marked on her body half an hour earlier. "The men in our pack just haven't allowed it. It's a sign of claiming and-" her teeth grazed the spot lightly, not hard enough to break the skin, but he felt a mixture of pleasure and pain shoot through his body and he drew in a sharp breath, his head tilting back automatically as he offered her better access to the spot. "It shows that you belong to your mate. Doesn't it? Like I belong to you?" "Yes." He murmured, gripping her more tightly, so close to the edge he knew he'd lose control at any moment. He only hoped he could bring her to the peak of pleasure again first. He'd thought she was close. "Nova." He knew his voice sounded desperate. "Can I mark you, Alpha?" ---------------------------------- When Nova stumbles into pack lands and is captured by the Blazing Moon pack she knows that she has to escape. She makes a daring escape only to be tracked down by their Alpha. But their meeting isn't at all what either or them expected. Can he convince her to stay? Or will a petite female rogue be the one to bring down one of the fiercest Alpha's on the continent? ⚠️THIS STORY HAS EXPLICIT SCENES AND MATURE CONTENT. IT IS NOT ADVISED FOR THOSE YOUNGER THAN 18

My memories always haunt me. And they never cease. They come back when I hear a simple howl at night. I wish they would just disapear, like how I made all my fear. But I know it's impossible. Fear is always easier to get rid of, of course, when you have nothing else to live for. I remember the night. The night my family was brutally murdered. The night I became a rogue. I remember all the screaming of my friends. None of us knew they would attack us that night. The night of our festival of the moon. I always wondered how I was the one to survive, the runt of the pack. . . Willow is a rouge after the tragic event of a rouge attack on her village three years ago. She now lives alone in the forest. But when she's discovered by an alpha and his beta, she has no choice but to try and run away again. But how is that possible when the alpha is her mate.

Two shattered hearts. One fractured pack. A battle for love and survival. He was the Alpha born to lead, but when his mate perished in a fire, the flames consumed more than her life-they devoured his sanity. Lost and unfit to rule, he disappeared to Echo House, a place of solitude and healing. Now, three years later, he returns as a leader reborn, ready to guide his pack through any storm. She was a warrior forged in heartbreak. Rejected by her mate, she built walls no one could scale, burying her pain beneath endless training and the unyielding demands of her duty. Her strength became her armor, her coldness a shield. For years, they lived in the same pack but on opposite paths, their pain too raw and their silence too heavy to breach. But fate is never silent for long. When they finally cross paths, their collision is electric-raw emotions ignite, long-buried wounds reopen, and a connection they never expected threatens to unravel everything. But the pack stands on the brink of war, its enemies closing in with every shadow. As tensions rise and loyalty is tested, they must decide: Will they let the pain of their pasts destroy them? Or will they rise together to face the fight of their lives? The Alpha who rebuilt himself. The warrior who lost her way. Together, they may save their pack-or doom it forever. When love and leadership collide, the stakes are life or death. --- A Note from the Author: Welcome to my debut novel-a tale of love, loss, and the courage to start again. This story has been a journey of passion, persistence, and endless revision. It's not perfect, but it's written from the heart, and I hope it resonates with yours. If you're here to experience heartbreak, hope, and the thrill of two wolves fighting not only for their pack but for themselves, you're in the right place. Thank you for joining me on this journey. Let's see where it takes us!

They call them enforcers-They are the ones that come in and clean up when laws have been broken. They are the most feared and strongest of us. They were the ones who couldn't live peacefully in the packs so they decided to make use of them. Soliditary wolves with alpha personalities. I am not like them. I'm worse. I'm a considered a rogue. Something that must be hunted down an exterminated. I'm not a bad person and I've never hurt anyone in my life but my wolf, I can't control her when I shift. We saw something when we were young. My whole pack was slaughter before our eyes and now my wolf is like a wounded animal she lashes out at times unable to tell between friend and foes. A uncontrollable wolf is dangerous in a pack. That is why I chose to live as a rogue, hiding from the werewolf committee and their laws. Luckily I've learned to blend in very well but when I end up in the wrong place at the wrong time my peaceful life quickly comes to an end. Now I'm the prisoner of the enforcers who should have killed me. Why haven't they killed me? Well because by some cruel trick my mate turned out to be their leader. Now I'm stuck with someone who isn't sure if he should kill me or if he should take me to his bed. Don't I get a say in any of this? How could this possibly get any worse... Cover by @PANANABELS

She was a human, clueless to the supernatural world. She worked helping troubled youth, and loved helping people. She had chronic illnesses, and was constantly at doctor's appointments. She loved reading cliche werewolf stories on her phone. He was an Alpha oblivious to her existence. He was 30, and had assigned his Beta's son to take over when he retired. He never found his mate, and him and his wolf accepted this, and took the role as both Alpha and Luna. Another Alpha was kidnapping humans and trying to turn them. He wanted more pack slaves/pets, and since turned humans were weaker, he could control them easier. He had is eyes set on her. "Ho-how is this possible? You can't be this!" He stuttered as he stared at her freshly turned wolf. She growled in response. "Doesn't matter, I'll break both of you." He smirked.