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No human has dared look at me without my permission in ages. Yet here she is, her eyes like deep wells of night glinting with stars, her long dark hair pulled back in a braid, showing the exotic beauty of her face clearly in the sunlight. And as I gaze upon her, my heart seems to ache in a way I’ve never felt before. No. It can’t be. For centuries I have lived, and now, at the moment when my brother’s opposition is strongest, the Fates dare present me with my greatest weakness. I refuse to believe it, and yet, I know deep in my soul there is only one reason I feel the way I do as I look at her. Her lips part ever so slightly, and a deep rumble vibrates in my chest as I long to taste them, to feel my own bruise the delicate pink of them as I devour her. I fight everything in me not to leap down into the pit and take her into my arms. But then her gaze is pulled from mine, releasing me from the spell that seems to have engulfed me. ***** For centuries, Ariyan Silverwing has reigned over the land as Lord of Dragons, the humans, who once sought to destroy his kind, now used as servants and protectors of their most precious treasures. But when it comes time for him to seek a new Guardian of his hoard, he finds something very different instead; his human Mate, the fierce and stubborn Ruby, fated to be the Guardian of his heart, and his one and only weakness. Destined to protect her, yet trapped between worlds, can the Dragon Lord save her from from his vicious and vengeful brother? Or will he lose everything he holds dear, including his most cherished gem, and his life? *COMPANION BOOK TO HEART OF THE SILVER DRAGON*

This Is A Story Related To Another Werewolf Series, The Pack's Girl.The Prequel: Managing MagesHe came into our village like a shadow.A Dark Dread filled with powerful magic. The King merely called him Warlord. And he owned the name. Leaving wreckage in his wake. But for me he had other plans. His cutting blue eyes seeing straight through my disguise. As his slave, his mere plaything, I'll learn the true darkness of magic without conscience. Anything he wants if me, he takes. Anything he wants me to do. I am willed to do with the flick of his hand. His power is an all-consuming whirlwind. And I'm just the pretty butterfly caught in it.

In the ancient times, where humans, gods, and demons coexisted, the realms were ruled by three powerful kingdoms: Shen Nong, Xuan Yuan, and Gao Xin. Among them, Gao Xin's Princess Ji Yao, also known as Xiao Yao, endured a century of hardship after being cast into the wilderness. Stripped of both her identity and beauty, she settled in the town of Qing Shui, known as 'Wu Chou Ke Qu, Wu Ren Ke Yi, Wu Li Zi Bao' - with nowhere to go, no one to rely on, and no strength to protect herself. Living as a wandering vagabond, Xiao Yao lived freely and unrestrained. Her cousin, Prince Xuan Yuan Jun Xuan, despite living in disguise and patiently biding his time, embarked on a journey across the wilderness to find Xiao Yao, who he cared deeply for. Their reunion in Qing Shui sparked a series of events that intertwined their fates with those of gods, demons, and humans, leading to a tale of love, sacrifice, and destiny.

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*

"I’m a rare breed. The daughter of an Alpha capable of birthing the strongest kind of pup. I had just turned 18 and in six months I would go through the heat. A heat unmated could kill a wolf. So my parents had invited pack leaders and their sons to our lands to compete for my hand. To say I was nervous was an understatement. It was very common for a female alpha to be bred and then tossed to the side. Some were even killed. I had no idea what to expect. I never expected him…. To be blessed with a soulmate is also a rare thing. I only saw him first during the tournament. He had come late sending gifts ahead as apology for his disrespect. I admit I had been intrigued by his actions. When I saw him I could not help the scream I let loose to stop the fight. I was supposed to remain hidden during the match. I was supposed to act impartial as well. Then again I was not supposed to find my soulmate during this. I walked through the hushed crowd. I had to be near him like I had to breath. This calmed all my fears of deceit and treachery. He was bound to me by the goddess herself made for me and I for him. My eyes could not be taken from him. I knew now that my life was safe and we would love strongly. Goddess help those who try to break us apart."

When I was a child, my grandma used to tell me stories. At the time, I never gave them much thought. Thinking they were just that… stories. Growing up, I soon realized that they weren’t lofty fantasies and fairy tales but memories of her past, memories of our ancestors before our world turned to sh*t. You see, what comes from legend, no matter how exaggerated the story becomes, there is always a sliver of truth. You just need to weed out the fiction from fact. My grandmother used to tell me stories of the Chosen One—the one who would save us all. When I was younger, I used to believe that what she said was true. Eventually, someone would be born, just as the Oracle predicted—someone who could save our souls and bind us back to our magic. Once I grew up and saw the world unfolding around me, I no longer believed in salvation. The chosen one seemed to be more of a prayer than reality. Some dream we wanted desperately to come true. Something in which we needed to find hope when there wasn’t any left. When our ancestors turned their backs on us, how were we expected to believe in this so-called salvation? Especially when all we witnessed was death and carnage ever since the great war. Nothing except pain and poverty. I used to believe the stories and used to pray for the mysterious chosen one that would rid our world of its evil. Now, though, I see it for what it really is, just a dream of hope. Some out of reach fairy-tale. A story to create hope. Hope is dangerous; it makes you believe things will get better. I stopped hanging on to hope when I witnessed firsthand that it caused nothing but heartache.

"In three days, you will attend the Rejection Ceremony," "The Alpha needs to have a strong mate by his side to lead the Pack successfully," Lily's father explained, "And that is not you, an Omega." Lily Bray was the Omega of the Blue Creek Pack, but not just any omega. She was the omega illegitimate daughter of the Alpha. Her life was worse when she was forced to reject her mate, the Alpha to be to the Grey Blood Pack, and be mated to his disfigured, ruthless reject brother. Garrett Hunter, the second-born son of the Alpha of the Grey Blood Pack, is a disfigured outcast with a reputation for being ruthless. Much to his surprise, Lily is his long-awaited mate, and he is Lily’s second chance mate. What will happen when the two broken souls meet? Will Lily recover from the trauma of breaking her mating bond? Will she accept Garrett as her mate? Read to find out.