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Infernos rage takes possession within my soul. Then, explodes forth, engulfing all natural sense in its wrath suppressing my human side. Color fades, melting from my eyes leaving white soulless orbs. Lips curve upwards, nine-inch canines expose, moistened by saliva seeping downwards dripping in strands off their points. Soulless voices echo "Kill Mistress kill" as wulfen vaporous bodies rise taking form with black adn red eyes. Standing by my side while the darkening gray mist, pouring off my body snaking along the ground, towards the battle I see ahead. Reminded by the vision of how I saw my oldest cub Lolita. Poised in her midform phase, THe very air in the pack house tense. Her every bulging muscle coiled tight. Her deadly razor sharp katanas gripped with intent. Her eyes glow with a ferocity I have never seen. Every nerve in her body fired causing her body to tremble slightly. Lolita remains poised half crouched to fight to the death defending her terrified siblings huddled in the corner of the living room behind their sister.. She is an ACOSTA. Remembering these images fuels the seething ice rage taking hold of us. Blades of grass and dirt beneath Clementina's paws die before she fully presses down. Their energy raped from them wilting them from green to tan to dry cream beneath Clementina's paws. Clementina's wulf spoken tone seethes holding sinister intent when she tells me, "To threaten my pack is one thing. TO INSTILL FEAR IN MY CUBS! You chose the wrong pack to fuck with NECROMANCER! Pray you kill me. For that which does not... Should Run." Alexi.Maisonet@gmail.com

I know I'm not worthy of a second chance. I've taken away so many others' second chances. I took their lives in my hands and each time chose mine over theirs. It didn't matter who they were, if they had family, how old they were. I had a job to do. If I heard even a whisper, it was over. I had to. I didn't want to, but I had to. It didn't even matter in the end. She's gone now. I'm all alone. Somehow, for some reason, a second chance was bestowed on me. But I don't want it. I can't have it. And he knows it too. Book 2 to Stray. -This story has depictions of violence, SA, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #16 in "Shifter" #18 in "Loss" #24 in "Werewolf" #26 in "BoyxBoy"

My father is the Alpha of our pack. The Midnight run pack. He is the most respected man that I have ever known. All that matters to me is me pleasing him. I want to be like him when I am Alpha. I am standing in his office nervously. I have to tell him but I am scared. He is all the family that I have since my mother died. His hair is short and black like mine. He looks up at me with his brown eyes. That is the difference between us. Our eyes. Mine are emerald green like my mothers. He looks at me curiously. " Milo son? you ok?" he asks me I nodded my head and my hands are shaking. "Dad? I have to tell you something! I don't know how to say it... I kinda figured it out today..." I spit out quickly. "Well? What is it?" He laughed at my hyperness. "I'm gay." I spat out. His smile dies on his face and his face went cold. I shiver in a little fear but brush it off. "Are you sure? You could be going through some phase or something." He asked kinda carefully. "I'm Positive. I know I might be really young but I promise that I am." I say proudly. He stands up and walks over to me. He lifts my face up and stares at me. I get more nervous. What the hell is he doing? He brings his hand down across my face. His wolf claws extended. I feel them cut down across my face. I lift my hands to my face and see blood on them. I whimper and look up at my dad. "You are no longer my son. Your rights for being the next alpha have been revoked. Anything that was rightfully yours its mine now. You are nothing to me now. You are the lowest in the pack and will have to ask for everything. Get the fuck out of my sight." He threw me into the wall. I whimpered and ran out. I was ten years old when that happened to me. My life has been hell ever since. There is nothing I can do about it. I've been beaten burned and have other things done. My wolf hates me and I don't blame him. I hate myself..

WARNING: THIS BOOK HAS MAJOR PLOT HOLES, AND IS ALL TOGETHER VERY BAD. I SUGGEST YOU READ MY NEW BOOK, Skeletons In My Closet. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. When they slowly cut my skin, I didn't scream, when I felt their blades lightly drag across my stomach and legs I didn't shake. This was my life and I was used to it. It was fine. When they slowly cut my skin, I didn't scream, when I felt their blades lightly drag across my stomach and legs I didn't shake. This was my life and I was used to it. It was fine. When his red stamp hit my card, I couldn't dare look. But those red letters attacked my eyes; Weak. ---------------------- This was the Alpha playing with his food. I could imagine how he would stalk to me, his head high with all his teeth showing. His pure white fur not being touched by the dust he had created when he chased after me. I can only imagine how every step for him would be a leap for me. That blood would hang from his mouth and drip onto the forest floor but not even faze his fangs. I was terrified of him. Even if I couldn't bring myself to mention it, to be weak and choose to submit. These thoughts kept me running, the invisible echo of a laugh that wasn't really there stayed in my ear, even though he was nowhere to be. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• He was terrifying, but yet, at he same time he was safe. AU: I STARTED WRITING THIS 2 YEARS AGO. ITS NOT THE BEST STORY.

⭐Highest rank: #194 in Werewolf on 20/06/2020 ⭐#1 in projectwerwolves ⭐Featured in the @Werewolf profile under Werewolf Romance [Completed on: 13 July 2018 + Unedited] _________________________________________ "Mine," he whispers in a husky voice as his canines sofly brushed against my neck, leaving me a whimpering mess. "No," I whispered breathlessly and pull away from him. A low growl escapes his lips due to the emptiness in his arms. "I can't do this. I'm not yours," I say and look him in the eyes. There was nothing I could do about this situation. I am helpless. In a flash he grabs hold of my waist and pulls me towards him. Our bodies colliding. "You're mine and only mine," he says and crashes his lips onto mine. _______________________________________ An unexpected turn in an angel's beautiful life leads her straight to the devil himself. He was lost in darkness... And she was his light. He was a lost demon... And she was the only angel who could find him. Angels and demons clash as these two worlds worlds collide. Hearts are broken... Secrets resurface... And pasts are revealed. _____________________________________ Completed Ranked: #10 in orphanage #9 in pack #261 in rogue

The forest on a rainy day with a hint of citrus floods my nose, engulfing my mind. My eyes go blurry the scent is so lovely. I look back at the doorway to find it empty. My legs seem to move without thought as they track the scent, my more primal side taking over. I know my blue eyes are swirling with my wolf's black as I find myself at the edge of the dance circle frantically looking around. As my brother and best friend waltz in a circular motion around the room, I can finally see directly across from me. Time freezes as I lock eyes with a pair of hazel-green orbs that belong to none other than Xavier Rivers. He stands straight, towering over everyone around him. In the deepest, most haunted part of my soul I know one thing to be true. Xavier Rivers, the monstrous Alpha of Crystal Moon Pack, is my Mate. ~ Athena Drakos is Gamma of Dark Blood Pack. Athena has not always been the strongest in her pack and two years ago this failed her. She was used and taken for leverage in a war. Athena overcame the physical and mental scars of her past. Yet during her families annual Dark Blood Ball, Athena discovers her mate. Xavier Rivers; her long lost friend, Alpha of the most powerful pack in the world. Xavier has a reputation of cruelty, never showing compassion or forgiveness, a true monster. Will he reject her because of her past or will he be the male she once knew?

***Please read my message on November 12, 2019 (if you can) for enlightenment purposes*** "Who are you?" A certain Luna asked. "Tell me, why do I feel like this?" The Alpha in front of her just stayed frozen. "Why do you make me feel so....pained?" The Luna questioned as her hands slightly trembled. "You have suffered because of me. I deserve to be punished but please," He said as he tried to approach her. The Luna watched him in disbelief as the man embraced her tightly in his arms. "Please let me hold you in my arms, even if its just for awhile, even if its just for today. Please..." He begged as tears fell down from his face. 'If I tell her that she's my mate, then I will lose the right to remain by her side.' The Alpha firmly said inside his mind. 'Please, just let me stay while I can, because once she remembers me - I will have to leave.' ※◎※◎※◎※◎※◎-※◎※◎※◎※◎※◎ This book is a work of fiction. The cliche: "Alpha rejects his mate and regrets it once he sees her." WARNING: Over-used plot and plot holes. I just had to write it. *laughs* #MMRM ©Itwasonlyadream801 [Aleana Dela Cruz]

Callan has been a non-shifter his entire life. He was ridiculed and looked down upon. But with the help of his father and years of torture and training he proved himself worthy. Convinced that he would not have a mate, he is focused to serve the Alpha by becoming the Head Warrior of the Blue Moon Pack . It is the yearly carnival where Callan just stumbles upon his mate. Not only is his Mate a male but also he is already taken. Moreover the mate gives no acknowledgement to Callan. Einar has long known that his future status as the alpha depends solely on his acceptance of his mate. He cannot imagine a human or even a non shifter as his other half. His misery increases when he is paired with the most Handsome MAN of his pack. Einar decides to chose his people over his mate. However the beasts inside him wont have it. They would go to any length to win their mate and claim his LOVE.. *** This is not your cliché story where the characters fall in love after two chapters. So brace yourself and enjoy the journey as the characters evolve and find their destiny. #4 in menxmen as on 7/11/2019 #1 in malexmale as on 13/08/2020 #3 in menxmen as on 13/08/2020

(MxM) Wolf's blood, human body & Alpha soul. A Maelstrom merge that was left to be dealt by one person alone. Alexander Wolf, the born-human descendant of the greatest pack of his world, is the sole heir of the Alpha of the prestigious Prime Crescent Pack. His birth has always been a calamity, a distress. Every breath he takes reminds him of the misfortune he's caused to his parents, family, and pack. Although welcomed, he doubts their sincerity, as he lacks a wolf and the ability to shift like other werewolves. He's spent his life alone, hiding behind high walls and large doors whenever his parents tried to introduce him to the pack. But now, with his coming of age, he must step forward into alpha duties and serve his pack. Will he find himself ruling with grace, or will he run away like he always has? Will he give up his birthright due to the Moon Goddess's cruel twist of fate? As a human in a wolf pack, his life is far from fortunate, unlike his human mother, the Luna, who is protected by the powerful Alpha, his father. However, he can't escape the whispers within the pack: "Can a human really be our next Alpha? No way!" His life is already a mess, and the Awakening Ceremony, a significant milestone, has shaken him to his core. He doubts his ability to fulfill alpha duties and find a mate bond, especially without a wolf of his own. Will he find someone to accept him without being looked down upon? Can he satisfy his primal urges without being a werewolf himself? But he doubts whether he'll have a mate at all. Cover by @CuteFairyDust Started: 28/06/2024