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"You were made for me. And I, for you." His breath is right beside my ear and I tightly shut my eyes closed. He leans down closer. "I was made to love you. To fuck you," My breath catches at the last part. I'm suddenly thinking naughty things and I can't help it. I'm imagining him taking me in his office. On this desk. Feeling what his tongue would taste like. He pulls back lightly and deeply inhales. If possible, his eyes darken even more. They're almost as dark as the night. "I know you want me too, Adira." **** Strong. Intimidating. Cunning. Resilient. All characteristics that he embodies. Klayton was a storm, and she was the rainbow that followed the chaos. Moving into the small town of Myersdale to start her first year of University, Adira has no idea what destiny has in store for her. She expected the crazy parties, the relentless homework, and all of the sleepless nights. Adira Hayes did not expect him. Throw in some curses, a few witches, and a psycho Moon Goddess... you get to ride alongside Adira's greatest adventure. *THIS IS NOT A STEREOTYPICAL WEREWOLF BOOK. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!* 18+ | BOOK #1 OF THE LUNAR CYCLE SERIES. #1 HIGHEST RANKING IN HUMAN (09/24/20) #1 HIGHEST RANKING IN MATE (09/16/20) #1 HIGHEST RANKING IN HOT (07/05/20) #1 HIGHEST RANKING IN GODS (10/11/20) #1 HIGHEST RANKING IN WITCH (05/03/20) #1 HIGHEST RANKING IN FUNNY (11/03/20) #2 HIGHEST RANKING IN LOVE (08/05/20) #2 HIGHEST RANKING IN WOLF (03/28/20) #2 HIGHEST RANKING IN MAGIC (09/20/20) #2 HIGHEST RANKING IN PARANORMAL (07/01/20) #3 HIGHEST RANKING IN SUPERNATURAL (07/31/20)

They say that Alpha-blood pups born under a full moon are destined for greatness. That males born will have all the strength the goddess can bestow. That they will bring their pack up to unrivaled strengths. A pack, an Alpha, that no wolf would challenge. But what of females? Females of Alpha blood, born under the full moon are said to be not only much rarer, but much more valuable. They are always caring, highly intelligent, and beautiful she-wolves. Born Lunas. But, as women, they also hold the goddess's favor. A powerful female in a world of males. Because of this, these females are always given precious and powerful gifts. It's said that these women, 'moon babies', always birth powerful pups themselves. Strong future Alphas, Lunas, and warriors. Such a gift, is always treasured and sought after. After all, who wouldn't want to be the father of the next generation of powerful pups? That is why, these females must always be protected. Allowed to find their goddess given mates. ***WARNING!!! 18+ mature scenes, hints of suicide, adult themes, and language**** © All Rights Reserved **Editing** Ratings: #1 in Share - 03/17/2022 #1 on adultromance- 06/21/2022 #6 in threesome - 08/18/2021 #7 in mulitplemates - 08/18/2021 #8 in adultromance - 08/21/2021 #14 in werewolf - 04/02/2022

In a world where all different creatures roam openly. There is only one rule that holds true. Stay true to your kind. A simple rule to those who were given it early on. A hierarchy of sorts training all races to only remain bonded to their own and to despise all others ... So what happens when the rule is tested? When a group of little girls, who were never told of the dangers, form a bond like no other. An atrocity to those who look upon them. These girls soon grow into woman who find their bond only growing stronger... impenetrable. But can these four different kinds of woman be able to weather the storm that is set to head their way?

Ever since I could remember my parents have always said I'm special,not the your great at sports special or the just because you can not make friends special but the your the only hybrid special. I started showing sighs of magic at a young age after my first shift. Since I am the first of my kind, I have trouble controlling my powers and my parents have always warned me to never let that happen because it would cause others to want to use it against me or for evil. This did not became more apparent than the day I witnessed them die. Before they died they had told me that the only way for me to control my powers was if I found my mate because then I'd have balance but as luck would have it when I did find my mate, he rejected me so I have been living my life as a human. Its been nearly a decade and a half since their death, I had made peace with what happened in the past but the past has not made peace with me so it seems... Secrets from the past are revealed, a possibility of love comes into play, families reunite and shadows loom over to shatter what has been forgotten but will it come to pass... Read for more

"I, Amelia Anderson, reject Nickolas Adams II as my mate." I have had enough. I don't know why I didn't even reject him the second I arrived here. What the heck was I stalling for? Nickolas and I don't have a single chance in heaven of being together. It's better to feel immense pain now than keep feeling little bits every time we run into each other. The muscle in his back tightens, but he doesn't turn back and says. "Accepting your rejection would be doing you a favor, and that's the last thing I would ever do for you." he walks away after that. Nickolas, the vampire king, had lost hope of ever finding his mate, resigned to the belief that he was destined to spend the rest of his days on Earth without her. However, fate takes an unexpected turn when he embarks on a journey to the werewolf kingdom. In a twist of destiny, Nickolas discovers his mate-a werewolf, and not just any werewolf, but the princess and daughter of his father's murderer, Amelia Anderson. Despite her royal status, Amelia's life is far from the fairy tale one might expect. A unique aspect of her identity brings difficulty, and being the sole individual among her peers without a mate intensifies her sense of isolation. The trajectory of her seemingly mundane life takes an unforeseen turn the day she encounters her mate. Suddenly, she is thrust into a reality she never imagined, and Amelia finds herself paying a steep price for a lifetime of sins she didn't commit.

Born between two worlds, despised by those who should love her. Being labeled as "defective", "incomplete", "impure". Suffering repeated and constant persecution. How could she believe in happiness? Her heart had been bombarded by countless insults over the years in her home pack..., but against the setbacks of life, she remained determined to overcome all obstacles and prove that she was not weak but "unique", as her father always claimed. Her Witch blood did not diminish her courage at all... But lately she had been feeling strange... dreaming every night of a man, or rather, of his silhouette. The strength he emanated was terrifying, like a being from the coldest, most soulless underworld... making her doubt her real existence and her own sanity..., but why, even though she felt a terror that paralyzed her body, she couldn't forget the sadness she saw in his eyes? They were begging... for what? Someone? A love? To be rescued? Who was that "God" that lived in the darkness? His face gave her the feeling of recognition, he was not totally strange to her soul..., but at the same time, she was absolutely sure she had never seen him before... her blood warmed and her heart beat faster... What did it all mean? Was it all a result of her longing for her companion who she was told would never come? Or did it really have some other meaning? I had to find out...

This is a world where power and dominance stand above anything and everything else. This is a world where you don't want to run around in the dark. This is a world where love is nothing other than a meaningless word used to describe the indescribable feeling of having a Mate. This is a world where wolves are dominant and only the most powerful survive. This is the world Silas, a loner and the first full blooded wolf in history, was born into. The world where she must prove her dominance in order to survive. * * * Unbearable pain erupted through my body, almost instantly. Dizziness made the room swirl unnaturally and darkness threatened to take over. "Up," the Alpha repeated. I tried, but, once again, I was rendered immobile. Another large syringe full of the green and silver mixture was injected into my body. This process repeated, time and time again. My body could not handle it. The room spun in quick, repeating circles as darkness surged, covering everything I saw and felt with a thick, black blanket. I couldn't remember anything. Not who I was. Not where I was. Not who was with me. Not what I was supposed to be doing. But, as I lay there, unconscious, beginning to go insane with pain, I could still hear, still remember, him. I could remember the voice of someone I had met, not that long ago, that already meant the world to me. I could remember the feeling of our wolves connecting, all but the new fifth member of my body, who had led me to this dark, dangerous place. I could remember feeling, for the first time in years, what it felt like to be happy. I could remember his name. Jace. * * * I do not take credit for the picture used in the cover of this story. <ON HOLD>

Cover made by dogpower77 - Raven is just like any other 18 year old on the planet, with a few exceptions. One, she's a Werewolf. A Werewolf that will find her mate, and soon. But what will she do when she finds out her mate is none other than a Vampire? The species that she not only hates, but almost killed her! When dying isn't on her 'To do' list, what will she do? Will she learn to accept him? Or will she reject him? And with a few bumps along the way, what will happen then? READ THE WARNING AND READ THE TAGS. Warning: Some chapters have been edited, some haven't. Went through a big wattpad phase, you probably know the one. Anyway, I made this when I was like 12 so it's not written very well. But I still like it so I'm keeping it up. -Dreamcatchergal (Also I would read the tags before reading)

Isabelle Rose Hunter is 118 This year ,her life becomes more Harder to control her and Her Blood Hound every hour , of every second of the day... Shes lost her Parents trying to protect her when she was 9 years old , Edward Her brother helps her through life as she struggles to Ignore her instincts to live the life she wanted but her Blood Hound will Stand for none of it ... when she had turned 18 she lost the love of her life trying to protect her from harms way ,Love breaks her in every way almost Destroying her... 100 years later she returns to school with a bad attitude until she bumps into the same man she fell in love all those years ago , her past and future clashing in ways she thought werent even possible as the Derico wants her dead because every waking day Her , Blood Hound and Shadow are awaking with a bite and she wants Revenge on the Derico for taking away her parent and trying to take away her Soul mate , The Derico threaten to kill everything and everyone shes the only one who can protect her kind or will she Become the Worst nightmare that everyone fears ... will she ever get the life she ever wanted with her soul mate or will she die to protect her family and friends... A part of a chapter : "Oh baby im your worst NIGHTMARE " and like a tornado black smoke covered my body , my face was pale white , there was cracks in my face the shadow my eyes were black , my lips curved so you saw my fangs stood out .My legs had booted lace that cris crossed my legs , as i crouched, my hair was long and mystical smoke around it and a dark threatening growl broke loose from me and nothing will stop my from unleashing ME. xox 1st book written Book 2 is called Demons

Everyone should have a code to live by, a set of rules created from life experiences. I have one, and right now, this boy is breaking about three of them without trying. "Come on Tempest, you know avoiding me won't work." Butch murmurs, his metallic gray eyes watching my every move as he pins me against the wall. I have to give the boy credit, he's persistent. "A girl can dream..." I mutter in resignation, pretending to be irritated by his presence. However, I've found myself drawn to his brute charm, which is a bad thing considering the circumstances. "Do you really despise me that much?" I shake my head, it's quite the opposite actually. "Then why?" I look up to meet his gaze, trying not to get lost in it. "Rule 35." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tempest Zebel Mercer is a street witch who just moved to North Carolina from Brooklyn, New York. Living in a cabin left to her by her Great Aunt, she hopes to find peace from the dark secrets that haunt her past. Things change however, when she meets Butch. A boy whose eyes are only for her, and who has a secret of his own. When hell breaks loose, will Butch be the exception? Or will Tempest stick to her rules?