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What happens when your suppose to be with somebody your destined for but your whole life, you have been lied too, and on your birthday your true self appears but then danger shows it self What happens when you have to protect yourself, your mate and the pack you share together What will you do? What would you do when everything isn't what it seems would you run away from it or stand and fight. The truth, betrayal, true colours and emotions. I know that my stories is not the best but i would love to see how i could make it better so could you comment and vote :) I own the story but not the pictures obviously! Copyrights goes to me

~updated weekly~ A rogue and a runt. A born and raised alpha. A boy with a secret. And a man bent on changing fate, no matter who gets harmed. ~ "Have you contacted the council about the rogues?" "Yes and they say that rogues don't band together in mass amounts." "Did you tell them about the lack of scents?" I roll my eyes at his question. "Of course I did." "And?" "And they think there's a witch out there causing havoc for the rogues," I scoff. "They said that only a witch could hide a wolf's scent but I can't seem to think of what witch would be out there doing silly experiments that won't benefit them. They'd be better off working with a pack if they had any interest there at all." "I get where they're coming from but this is mass reports across the country," he says pointing to the map. "I've been on the phone with packs all over the country having the same issues. We seem to have a higher concentration as of late," he furrows his brows. "Other packs have been having decreases of these rogues?" He nods. "This past week alone we've had six sightings and it's only Thursday." I feel tension rise behind my eyes as the realization hit me. "It's Celeste, isn't it. . ." ~ #27 in dark fantasy #39 in Supernatural #72 in fantasy-romance #3 in rewrite #528 in werewolf 💛 read ahead for free on webnovel 💛 (rewrite of ILR)

Completed Story! (28/07/2019) # 7 tribal (21/07/2019) # 60 familysecrets (21/09/2019) # 597 wolves (21/09/2019) South African 19-Year-Old, Thalia Lefkó, has worked very hard to become an international flight attended, discovering the world has been her lifelong dream. But everything changes when she goes on an independent hiking trip deep into the Foloi Forest, Peloponnese, Greece. "After my shower, I went to my tent and lied down in my sleeping bag. As soon as I felt the sleep was starting to take over, I heard a howl. Could it be? Is there wolfs in the forest? Is it safe to sleep?" *** "The trees around me were clearing and I have reached a high cliff. I was trapped. The wolves surrounded me, and I thought to myself, is this really how my short life will end... I have hardly lived... Tears were starting to stream down my face.... There was a loud howl coming from the trees and the three red-eyed wolves were startled. Out of the treeline, an enormous charcoal coloured wolf appeared, with even more wolves behind him." Ares Lýkos has found his true mate on the edge of a cliff in his territory on the verge of being killed by rogues. Confusion settles in him as it is not known for a werewolf to be mated to a human, his mother does not approve of her, as she already chose a perfect mate for him. And to make matters worse, his twin brother wants everything he has... including his precious mate... Lost family histories and deep dark secrets will be revealed. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the pictures in my book(s). They are all from Google. Thank you!

Kat is a tortured soul that shut down her feelings and humanity a long time. Then she doesn't have to feel anything. What happens when she meets a MC gang of wolves. ~~~~ "Please don't..." I look at him with dead, emotionless eyes. The kneeling fucker in front of me is crying like a child. I point the knife in my hand at him "Give me one fucking reason why I should let you live?" He looks up at me, pleading, but all I feel is rage and disgust... and a smug sense of happiness. "I... I can be better. I... I will quit and move away...I'll never..." What a load of bullshit! In one quick swift move, I cut his throat, just like I have learned and done many many times before. "Doubt it!" He frantically tries to hold the bleeding wound together, but he has already lost a lot of blood. It pains me that I can't torture him, just like he did me, but this will have to do. He created a monster and now he's paying for it.

Have you ever walked outside at night? When it's so dark and you can't see a thing at first? I often do that and I'm never afraid. Because I know that after a while my eyes will adjust to the dark and I will be able to make things stand out. I'm always safe. I always know where I am. But not today, it was so dark, all I could see was a suffocating darkness around me. Aria my wolf huffed in annoyance when even she couldn't see a thing or couldn't pick up a scent around us. 'Ophelia, what's happening?' she muttered. 'I don't know' I whispered back aloud. The words had barely left my mouth when I heard something running quickly in our direction. I ran, not knowing what direction I was going. I tripped over something and fell flat on my face. Feeling a presence behind me I screamed and tried to crawl away...

"Love is the best thing you could ever receive. Don't ever let go of it." - "I want to be your first and your last." "Oh love, you're already halfway there." - "Baby, may I?" "Yes." - Though their paths rarely intersected, like sun and moon, occasional moments of profound merging occurred-brief eclipses of their separate realities. But what would happen if these rarely shared realities would collide and merge completely? !!TW!!: Unpleasant language, violence, death, self-harm, gore, etc... Book 1 of the 'A star's life' and can be read as a Stand Alone ____________________________________________

She had lived a life that wasn't her own. Every decision was made for her. At the end of the day though, she was still the one with the blood on her hands. To have the weight of abuse on your back is miserable. Especially when you're falling in love. She had been controlled by manipulation and religion her whole life. Her soulmate being a woman was unthinkable. With the constant humiliations of her life, she believed she was exactly what everyone wanted her to be. A power-hungry whore who wanted to steal someone else's mate. Life can be a cruel thing. A life that is not your own is even worse. Book 3 The art I used as the starting point for the cover was done by Antonio Mora

I sat down next to her and cried on her. "Don't leave," was all I managed when I noticed she wasn't breathing. I didn't want to believe she just died. But she wasn't making any sounds. "Youre my best friend!" ------ "You're my best friend!" When she said that, I felt a pain in my stomach. You're my best friend... You're my best friend.. You were my best friend...... the words rang in my head. They meant something to me, because, she was my best friend. And I killed her, because something inside me, told me that she evil, mean, and hated me, but it was really me who was evil, and mean, and now I have myself. ☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆ an 11 year old girl receives a young wolf pup for her birthday. A few years later there's a war between two types of wolves, The Light and The Dark Wolves. The wolf that was given to the girl must fight for peace, or is it peace she's really fighting for? It's a battle between, two kingdom's that used to live in peace, and two best friends. Who will win? Note: I wrote this in 4th grade fml. Rated M for mature Sequel coming soon!

A piercing scream left her dried lips as another slash whipped her bare back. A crimson color liquid poured down each slash onto the marble floor. My wolf screamed through my mind to force me to stop but I am unable to until she submits. My breath hitches as I hear her gasp for another breath. Her wrists tied to each metal pole on the side of her, her body slumped downward as she tried to fight for another breath. My body couldn't look at this sight in front of me anymore. My legs began to move toward her as my hands moved on there own accord to untie her. My hands slipped underneath her and carried her toward the pack hospital. My wolf demanded the pack doctor to heal her or else he would die too. I disappeared after making sure the nurses were helping. My mind was going ballistic at my own actions. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Warning sexual abuse and violence are in this story. Do not read if you are triggered easily.

Being thrown to the wolves is a death sentence. Adalia knows that all too well, since she witnessed her own father being slaughtered in that same unmerciful way. Living life as a meek slave in a kingdom full of royals, Adalia has no rights and is treated no better than dirt itself. So when she's accused of a crime she committed out of fear, she is punished. Her sentence? Being thrown to the wolves. But things are not as all as they seem in a world oblivious to the hidden creatures around them..... *Cover by Van's Covers