Loni

"You are completely mine Gracie, your tears, fears, I'm going to completely shatter you until you know nothing else but my name". I never knew how twisted he was until this moment..." I'm n...not yours" I stuttered. His gaze darkened and hardened at my words. "I dare you to say that again" he said taking a threatening step closer. I opened my mouth but no words came out. Next thing I was trapped between him and the wall, both my hands pinned above my head, my knees weakened by his domineering look. "You belong to me! your body and soul belong to me, I'll mark you again and again......" He whispered nibbling at my throat. How did I get into this? Was there no way out? He'd already broken me ,what else could he expect from a broken soul. This was the guy who took everything from me, my pride, my virginity, and even my soul. She's a quiet kind and warmhearted average nerd. Graciela's only wish was to graduate high school, go to college and get a good life and if she was ever so lucky - find love, but a certain someone seems to hate everything she stood for. Or does he? Hayden McAndrew Has been Graciela's tormentor for as long as she could remember but he left. Gracie made the mistake to think it was forever now he was back to make her life a living hell! They say a very thin line exists between love and hate, what if after the line all she found was a dark obsession that consumed her every being?

Future Alpha Wesley Stone's teacher assigns his class a pen pal project with a class located in another state. The young Alpha soon finds himself forming a close snail mail friendship with a young, orphaned human girl, Haven Kenway. Over time, they lose touch, but neither forgets the other. Years pass, and Haven now lives in one of the towns near Wesley's pack. When they finally meet in person, sparks fly, and neither can resist the attraction they feel for each other. As secrets about Haven's identity are revealed, Haven and Wesley must journey to unravel the truth about who she really is, and Wesley must protect her from those who wish to use her. *Please note this book is intended for 18+. The book deals with real life issues of childhood trauma, substance abuse, neglect, hospitalization, and will have graphic scenes of violence and descriptive s*x scenes, as well as adult language*

Fate can be a funny thing. One minute, you are the beloved daughter of a powerful alpha, and the next, you're nothing more than a tool used to join forces with another strong pack. And if you don't go along with what is expected of you, the one who is using you for personal gain will make your life a living hell and destroy anything that is precious to you. Because of this, Denali Ozera finds herself married to the cold and ruthless Rosco Torres, alpha of the Crystal Fang pack and enemy not only to her, but her entire family. But by some weird twist of fate, Rosco isn't what others say he is, and he is even willing to help Denali get back everything that was meant to be hers. Together, Denali and Rosco devise a plan to destroy Denali's father and her stepmother and sister. All Rosco asks for in return is Denali's mind, body, and soul.

"Make sure she doesn't attend my daughter's funeral. Because of this f*ck*ng sinner, my daughter died and now I don't want her to obstruct her smooth departure to heaven!" Years have passed since the tragic incident, but fate dealt me another blow when I discovered that my mate was the brother of my deceased best friend. "I, Elijah Hernandez, Future Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, reject you, Amelia Green of the Blue Moon Pack, accept this rejection, or else…" Elijah blamed me for his sister's death and not only rejected me but also ordered my execution for a crime I did not commit. I thought this was the end of my life but I was wrong. My dark fate got brightened when my second chance mate ushered in my life, who was none other than the Lycan Prince... Yet, amidst this newfound hope, a haunting question lingers: can this flicker of hope illuminate the shadows of my haunting past?

Alpha Cassian is infamous. Infamous for surviving even after his mate died. Infamous for ruthlessly hunting and killing his enemies. Infamous for his hatred towards the rogues. The predator. That's what we call him. We lived in fear because of him. He made my life hell even though I never met him once. No rogue has ever escaped after meeting him. My father taught me to stay away from his pack and I did. I never went closer to him. But fate had other plans. I met the infamous predator. I had no choice but to join his pack and on my eighteenth birthday, I learned something that flipped my life upside down. The truth that terrified me. The truth that kept Alpha Cassian alive even after his mate died. It was me. I was the ruthless alpha's second chance mate. Yes, I was a prey mated to the predator.

Isla- a young, and underestimated warrior. After surviving years of traumatic abuse, she is left orphaned, and alone. She strives to prove to herself, and others, that she is not weak. Though she is beautiful and strong years of psychological abuse, she doesn’t believe she is worthy of love, or that the Moon Goddess will grant her a fated mate. Alpha Zac is the fair and strong leader of Clear Creek. Secretly a hopeless romantic, Zac wants his fated mate more than anything. But after waiting years to find her, he has accepted a playboy lifestyle. When a unique she-wolf warrior joins his pack, she does more than fulfill his fantasies, and she tests how far he will go to protect her from her past. “WEAK” he yells as he swiftly brings the whip at me. I quickly try to cover my face but am not fast enough. I hiss in pain as the unforgiving leather slices my hand and eyebrow. I try to swallow the sob that wants to escape me, but instead, I throw up. Maybe he would have stopped there if I would have missed his boots.** (ISLA) I feel a pang of jealousy; she has what I've always wanted. A loving family, support, friends, and stability. Audrie doesn't have to question if she belongs here or try to prove her worth. (ZAC)My whole chest tightens, and my wolf presses forward. “MATE”. The urgency to hold her, to take away the pain, intensifies. I reach out and lift her head, and that's when I see the gash trickling blood onto the already blood-covered rock. I scoop her up and head straight to the infirmary. I just found my mate, I can't lose her on the same night.