Susana Ribeiro

"You're right; I can't be a kid following a guy who will never notice me forever." Zara Lee, a young smart girl, has always been in love with the Italian boy next door since he moved to America. Everything about his handsome figure set her soul on fire. But to her, the only problem is their eight year age gap. But little does she know, that isn't the only problem keeping them from being together.

“Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. Emily became the laughingstock of the pack on her 18th birthday and never expected the Alpha's son to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that her mate has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, she disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a respected high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate. Will her mate figure out it is her? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?

The rules are simple: Do not call or text him except on Tuesdays. Never speak to him in public. And most importantly, never fall in love. This is not a relationship. It's a brief arrangement that should last only three months. The almighty Nickolas Reign, future alpha and heir to the Reign empire, needs the time to secretly overcome his uncontrollable lust for the omega. But how long can Sara abide by these rules with the werewolf who is her fated mate? Why did he renew the contract if all he feels for her is mere lust? Unable to keep pretending, Sara mistakenly blurts out the forbidden three little words, and it brings the contract to an end. However, that's the least of her problems. Someone has leaked their secret contract to the cruel luna. Now, Sara and her father will be kicked out of the pack. To top it all up, she's pregnant, and Nick is offering her a huge sum to get rid of the "mistake!" He wants nothing to do with her and the unborn child... Until four years later when he bumps into her in a small town.

My name is Katia; I want to find my fated mate and live a peaceful life raising our pups. The problem is I have holes in my memories and don’t understand who or what I am. I know I am a werewolf, but I am also something else. Rejection is the last straw! I am not worthy is the reason he gives. The pain doubles me over; my wolf is whimpering in my head, and tears are running down my face. I whispered my acceptance of his rejection and took off running. I ran through the pack house out across the green manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me, and our life has been difficult. She whispers," It's not your fault, Katia." I don't know how long or far we ran, but we came to a cliff with a waterfall. The pain from the rejection is unbearable, and the hurt keeps pounding at me. I know I am missing something. Aza, my wolf, feels it, too; she says we are more than regular werewolves and are here for a reason. We cannot remember the reason. I stand staring at the water running over and down, creating the fall. I wonder what the reason is for the millionth time. Why can I or Aza not remember? Does it have something to do with the way others treat us? The way we have been sent to live with different people since the death of our parents? Does it have something to do with why my fated rejected me? I am tired of figuring out why our memories do not make sense. My sweet girl and I want peace, but we do not know how to obtain it. I stand staring into the oblivion of the pool at the bottom of the waterfall. So I stand there rejected, half a wolf, speaking with my Wolfie, my nickname for Aza, debating what we should do next. Someone was yelling my name from the direction I ran. I do not want to go back there. I hear laughter. Turning, I glance down over the cliff. There is another pack having a barbecue. The adults are laughing and watching the pups play. What looks to be the Alpha, beta, and gamma of the pack are in the water playing Marco Polo with some of the children. They look so happy and carefree. I want that. I wonder if Aza and I ever have a life like that.

Turning back to me and the pack, he announced, "I am taking a chosen mate befitting of the position of the Luna of this great pack." His announcement didn't come as a shocker to me. I sort of expected it, but I thought he'd surprise me. I thought that the mate bond wouldn't be this weak. Looking at me squarely, he said, "I, Alpha Karsten Shadowcroft of the Blood Moon Pack, reject you, Amelia Holloway as my mate." My knees buckled after hearing his words, and a sudden weakness spread through my limbs. ******* Amelia Holloway had always yearned for a mate to help her escape her miserable life. Despite being wolfless, she had a chance to find him on her 18th birthday because it was the night of the blood moon. But fate dealt a cruel hand. Her mate turned out to be Alpha Karsten, the man who tormented her for years. Not only did he reject her, but he chose another over her, shattering her already fragile world. With all hopes of getting her freedom and finding love lost, a chance encounter with the Lycan King, Alexander Blackthorn, brought a ray of hope into her life. Can Amelia escape her past and embrace this newfound hope, or will betrayal tear it all down? What happens when skeletons from the past come lurking? Will her love triumph over everything?

After Selena was forced to leave Alpha Kian's kingdom for being his second chance mate she swore to never come back, leaving her family and friends behind. Without any other choice, she leaves the pack and has to survive on her own. With no pack or family to help her, she starts over and builds up her life. When fate one day interferes and she finds herself captured by the king's men as an enemy and tossed in the castle's prison to be tortured. Can she escape without the king finding out his mate has come back to his kingdom, and keep her secrets hidden from him? When her life and the ones she cares about depend on her secrets. Is the King still the cold-hearted mate she once met a late night in the dark or has he changed?

Meet Cristina Santos, 19 years old, living what she considers a regular life - no drama, a happy family, goes to school, hangs with her best friend and that’s pretty much it. A boring, uneventful life. That is until, what was supposed to be a standard family gathering, results in some alterations in housing arrangements, leaving her to share the first floor with an idiot named Harold Smith. Harold Smith, is often described as a monumental jerk. Respects no one and has no filter whatsoever over his words nor actions. That does not stop him from being the it guy, though - part of a popular boy band, everyone around him excuses his actions. As expected, sharing a roof with an annoying jerk can’t end up well.

humming the saddest song, breathing the suffocating air, seeing infinite darkness and feeling the endless pain. My pouring tears asking for ending and peace. I looked up, seeing the sky open its eyes. Moonlight, forest breeze and feathers from birds flying with freedom. I closed my eyes feeling the gentleness of the wind. The embrace of the wind is the only life I've felt for so many years. I let out my voice with a mellow music coming from an antique music box. and I stared at the white ballerina twirling here as I sang. Je t'aime, je t'aime toujours I am forever yours Another year has passed. A year full of tears and loneliness. Sweet dreams, sweet dreams mon cher You're always in my prayers I averted my eyes from the dancing ballerina and stared outside the high tower again as I sang. Is it a sin to ask for my freedom? I felt my song more and let it grow stronger. Softly, sweetly wrapped up in heaven's arms Sailing, soaring over the moon Gathering star dust I couldn't hold back my sadness, my tears started to flow. My grief that many will enjoy. White pearls kept falling from my eyes. stones that will blind the mind of any creature, stones that will be vessels of chaos and greed. Be still, be safe, be sure Je t'aime, je t'aime toujours I continued my chanting in front of the single window of the very tall tower. it was covered in thick white smoke and towering trees. Wishing, praying All of your dreams come true Please remember Wherever you are my heart is with you I stretched my hand in the air to catch a few drops of feathers from the birds flying freely. They are very lucky because they get to the place they want. There are people to see and interact with, what sights can I see outside of this forest? Is it still the same or has it changed a lot? Sweet dreams, sweet dreams mon cher Always in my prayers The wind has blown my long white hair along with my music being offered to the quiet forest. To this day I still cannot accept the form that fate has given me. my white hair symbolizing the curse that rested upon me, my eyes never burning like the vampires of my race and my complexion more than pale. I am the cursed woman, the white woman. the beast if they stare, the woman will never help. My own race had long abandoned me and no longer expected to see them again. Sometimes people try to go to the tower, not to help me but to get pearls. I don't want to hurt anyone and I don't want to be afraid of the majority but they are the ones who make excuses for them to reach the end. I looked slightly below the tower, even at its height I could still see the peeping white rocks. .they are the prey of my eyes, for the moment my eyes directly hit a creature's eye it turns to white stone, resembling their own form. The White Curse made me a monster. The white stones scattered at the foot of my tower are proof. I left the window and went in front of a large mirror that covered my body. I took a few deep breaths before I started removing my clothes. I smiled bitterly as I looked at my nakedness, I reached for my comb and started gently combing my hair. I've been called as a beauty. But now it's a monster. I put down my comb and closed my eyes. I let my whole body feel the heat until my appearance gradually changed. And the moment I opened my eyes, I was facing a small white bird with a very long tail that was flashing. Its white feathers shine, more than ordinary birds. Wasting no more time, I quickly flapped my wings and gently flew into the air. I am Kallaine Seraphina Verlas, the white vampire of the curse. the lone bird that flies far from freedom. I was flying for half an hour until I noticed a commotion below, I immediately decided to return to the tower for fear of being caught but my attention was caught by a wounded man trying to run. It was chased by a group of vampires, I was already familiar with this group because they tried to enter my tower once. I decided to help the man, I hummed again to catch his attention. I flew a little low and it seemed to get what I wanted to happen. I fly while he's chasing me. I have to mislead those who pursue him. When I noticed that we were far away, I immediately flew high and left the man. He's also a vampire, but his presence is unfamiliar. He was not born in this empire. I returned to the tower and my body spontaneously returned to my previous form. I was about to get my clothes when my attention was grabbed by a hand that suddenly grabbed the window of my tower. Until the man I helped showed me. suddenly he sat down and fainted. "D*mn those fucks, I'll come back to you. I'll kill you—" he stopped speaking as his eyes slowly crawled from my feet to my nakedness. I immediately covered my clothes to my body, my face was getting hot. "Vampire, get out of here." I warn you. I let my hair fall over my face. Our eyes cannot meet. "Holy m*th*rf*ck*r, Evan Lancelot Gazellian, I hope you're happy here at university." "Go away you vampire," "What is your name?" he started to stand up. "Don't come any closer! You'll turn to stone!" he was stunned by what I said. My grip on my clothes tightened. "Can I stop here for a while?" "W-What? Are you insane? Are you killing yourself? I am the cursed woman, do you see what I look like? I am the woman with the white curse." He was very different from the vampires who had climbed this tower. not even for a second did he glance at the pearls scattered on the floor. "Who the hell cares? You saved me. And I'll look at it as a huge debt of gratitude." I gasped when he knelt down on me like the princes I had seen before. He bowed his head at me. "W-What are you doing? I-I am the monster! I'm the one you vampires look up to!" He looked up at me but I didn't let our eyes meet. It smiled weakly at me. "Where? Where is the monster? All I can see is beauty." This was the last thing he said before he finally collapsed. I immediately took the blanket and wrapped it around myself. I attended to the man who was trying to open his eyes. I thought he was unconscious but he still managed to hold the tip of my white hair and gently brought it to his lips. "Call me Finn, a handsome mage."

BOOK ONE of COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with? *** BOOK TWO: The Rogues Who Went Rogue

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, Amelia Anderson, reject Nickolas Adams II as my mate." I've had enough. I don't know why I didn't reject him the moment 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 enduring little bits every time we run into each other. The muscles in his back tighten, 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 Lycan 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.

"I'm an ordinary waiter, but I can see people's fate, including Shifters. Like all children, I was tested for magic when I was only a few days old. Since my specific bloodline is unknown and my magic is unidentifiable, I was marked with a delicate swirling pattern around my upper right arm. I do have magic, just as the tests showed, but it has never lined up with any known Magic species. I can't breathe fire like a dragon Shifter, or hex people who piss me off like Witches. I can't make potions like an Alchemist or seduce people like a Succubus. Now I don't mean to be unappreciative of the power I do have, it's interesting and all, but it just really doesn't pack much of a punch and most of the time it is just pretty much useless. My special magical skill is the ability to see threads of fate. Most of life is annoying enough for me, and what never occurred to me is that my mate is a rude, pompous nuisance. He's an Alpha and my friend's twin brother. --------------------------------------- “What are you doing? This is my home, you can't just let yourself in!” I try and keep my voice firm but when he turns and fixes me with his golden eyes I shrink back. The look he gives me is imperious and I automatically drop my eyes to the floor as is my habit. Then I force myself to look back up again. He doesn't notice me looking up because he's already looked away from me. He's being rude, I refuse to show that he's scaring me, even though he most definitely is. He glances around and after realising that the only place to sit is the little table with its two chairs he points to it. “Sit.” he orders. I glare at him. Who is he to order me around like this? How can someone this obnoxious possibly be my soul mate? Maybe I'm still asleep. I pinch my arm and my eyes water a little from the sting of pain."

"You're mine! From the day you married me, you became mine alone. So, if you smile at another man, I'll turn you over my lap and spank you till you are a moaning mess." Octavia had always been a victim of constant torture and abuse at the hands of her family. She never thought she would escape the hell she called home. Well that was until he came knocking on her door, looking for a bride. Tasked to take her stepsister's place as the bride to a ruthless Alpha, Octavia is feeling more scared than ever. What happens when she sees that the Alpha might not be as the world portrays him? What happens when her heart begins to sway? What happens when he finds out about the swap? Will she be able to weather the storm or will she be left alone once more? Follow Octavia as she delves into the world that belongs to the masked Alpha. Her Alpha Damien.