I curled under the jungle gym and cried my eyes out. Suddenly a shadow hovered over me. I looked up saw a boy about my age staring at me with a Unknown expression. He bent down and wiped away my tears with the pad of his thumbs. I immediately stopped crying and looked into his bright Emerald eyes. "Why are you crying?" He asked and I looked down. "Because I know that'll never make friends here" I said quietly. He was quiet for a minute before finally speaking up. "I'll be your friend" he said quietly while looking into my eyes. I smiled a toothy grin. "Really!?" I asked and he nodded his head. "You'll be mine" ~~~~ Ranked # 2 in Werewolf on 7/13/17 Beautiful cover made by: kaori_nakahodo STARTED: JUNE 28, 2015 FINISHED: AUGUST 22, 2016 EDITING: ON GOING

For Myra, eight years ago, the world went to hell. Once a free werewolf, her secret secure and her pack safe, now she is caged, trapped, locked away. Somehow, the humans found out their secret. Somehow, the humans found their pack. Somehow, the humans caught them. Once they had finished with her kind, they threw them into zoos to rot. Forced to show off her wolf form in front of huge crowds, eat drugged meat or starve, and be treated like an animal, she has no hope; no life. Her only reason to survive is the pups in this place, who depend on her. But the loss of freedom, her refusal to act like an animal, is slowly killing her. She cannot rebel, for fear of harm coming to those she protects. Yet her inner animal will not let her be trapped for much longer. Stuck between fear and instinct, with no one left to protect her, Myra struggles to adapt to her new world. It is impossible. Something has to change. Striking up a forbidden friendship with both a visitor to her cage and the vets who treat her with care, Myra is given a choice. She can do as she has always done, and shelter those she considers family. Or she can fight, and risk everyone she cares about as well as her own life in a desperate bid for freedom. In a world where her kind are spat upon for being different, painful, desperate choices are the only ones she has.

(Completed. Edited by: RonnyRotten) THIS IS A SAMPLE °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Rejection has never been sweeter For Patience, life gets interesting when rejection by the one fated to be yours throws you into the yearly Hunting Game in hopes to find your chosen. Highest Ranking #3 werewolf

A Valentine special in a .....fairytale style. The book is to signify the importance of emotions involving the valentine day. It has nothing to do with its history, mystery or trickery. This valentine we not just fall in love, we believe in it. Here's to love...cheers everybody. Love isn't about falling for someone else, it's about loving yourself and catching yourself first; before you fell for someone.

"Get out! Get out! Never show your muzzle around here again, wolf!" Samantha Brooks is the last person you would expect to be a bear shifter. Sure, she was taller than most of her friends and a few of her teachers at her school, but at first glance you would never guess that she had grizzly blood running through her veins. She lives on the edge of the territory that belongs to The Yellow Moon Pack with her mother, sister, and two rowdy younger brothers. Only her closest friends know of her abilities, and she makes sure that they keep it a very closely guarded secret. There is a small problem that comes with living on the edge of werewolf territory, especially when you hate werewolves as much as Sam. An unlikely friendship forms when a small lost wolf wanders right into her cave one quiet night.

She was the little red riding hood. She found herself lost in the woods. A werewolf marked blood on her cloak. And so the witch's curse shall broke. The legendary cursed princess of Sparta found herself lost in the woods with the presence of a stranger who claimed himself to be her Prince Charming and even took her away from her kingdom. Lost and confused, she sought her fate to break the curse upon herself. A path through the magical and horrifying adventures into the woods lie before them. Will their love story have a happy ending or will it be just the legend of a fallen princess? Enchanted Copyright © Deathsinger All Rights Reserved

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ WARNING! THIS BOOK CONTAINS BOYXBOY SMUT. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE THIS STUFF PLEASE DON'T READ THIS BOOK. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is the Sequel to The Heat, if you haven't read that book, go back and read it! Thanks! Enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the first book, you found out what happens when an omega goes into heat, but you haven't heard the full story yet. When Alpha's go into a state of mind similar to omegas going into heat, it's never good. Unlike omegas going into heat, alpha's have a mental way of wanting sex in this state, something clicks inside their brain that orders them to have sex, and if they don't? Well, find out in the sequel of The Heat, The Knot.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS BOYXBOY SMUT. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In a world of Alphas, Betas, and Omegas, we meet a household full of them. Damian, an Alpha, is nicer to his omega than the other Alphas. Even tho the other Alphas wont say it, they love their omegas. But Damian not only says he loves his omega, Adam, he shows it to. He doesn't like seeing Adam sad, and does everything in his power to make him feel better.

Now, I've been hungover before. Arguably more than most. I've experienced the entire spectrum of complicated euphoria that comes with drinking until you can't stand. I've witnessed things that upon reflection, no sober human being could even begin to comprehend through the kaleidoscopic of lens of Dutch courage. There has been very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions while recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded for me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something monstrous. And I can honestly say, that was a first for me. The air grew thin as I began to shake uncontrollably, a rotten cold sweat breaking out across my skin as my tongue simultaneously turned to ash in my mouth. His pupils had blown to an unearthly size, the whites of his eyes rapidly growing blood shot before flooding with thick, burgundy splotches, removing any trace of humanity. Dark veins of blues and purples bulged along his neck, darkening to a perturbing black as they crawled along his jawline and burst forth from his orifices, joining a tangled web beneath his skin. His canines which had already been relatively prominent, extended even further, their sudden evolution an inescapable indicator of their deadliness. His head morphed and elongated just past the point of natural, jaw clenching and sickening cracks looming as I stood frozen in stock horror fear. Everything in my body screamed that what I was witnessing was just wrong. That if there was a God, this creature was the antithesis. I was in the presence of the ultimate predator and I was one swipe away from having my throat ripped out. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- British ex-military meets the supernatural.

Corruption That was the reason why the hammer crashed hard on wood, why the judge sneered down at him or why he felt his heart sink heavily in his body. He could faintly hear the crowd stand up and cheer, wicked delight in their eyes as they watched him getting dragged away. In their eyes, he was a murderer, a coldblooded killer that had slayed the pack leader's son in cold blood. In truth, he had come home to find that dispicable mutt trying to use his status to force his little sister. Enraged, Ben had thrown himself on the wanna be rapist and had let his animal take over, ending up killing the arrogant pup. Ben had felt no regret for saving his sister and had spat out the truth in the face of the leading Alpha and the pup's father. Sadly, the powerful man also held deep connections and had made sure that Ben was painted as a bloodthirsty murderer out for the lives of the innocent. Now he was sentenced to a lifetime on an island far away from civilasation. An island that was filled with true murderers, the worst of shifter kind. As he was shoved head first into the small jailer boat, all Benjamin could do was pray. And hope for a miracle.