From fated mates to forbidden transformations, our werewolf stories are packed with alpha heat, wild loyalty, and battles written in blood.
Grace, a gentle and unpretentious human, had a life that orbited around her beloved family and their shared happiness. It was a tranquil existence until he made his appearance in her hometown, hot on the trail of his foe. In that fateful instant when his eyes alighted upon her, the idyllic façade of her life crumbled. He was resolute in his desire for her. Every fiber of her being. By fair means or foul.
I touch my necklace. Nothing is known about my biological parents. I only have this necklace as an heirloom. The pendant is shaped into a crescent moon with a star on the tip where a diamond lays in the center. Engraved on it is some writing I can't read. Just like my pendant, I also have a crescent-shaped birthmark with a star on my hip. My mom said it might go away in time like most birthmarks do. Mine seems to have become more prominent over the years. I sometimes imagine it sparkles. The wind picks up suddenly, swirling around me and I smell it. The scent of fresh cut grass and wood shavings. Two of my favorite things. "Do you smell that, my child? Follow it," says a woman's voice. I sat there thinking against it. The first time I heard voices, I freaked out my mom. She wanted me to see a psychiatrist because hearing voices isn't a good sign. I explained they were guiding me to do things. My mom said, "Ok, but before you do whatever these voices tell you to do, sit down and think before you do. AND, if it becomes too much to handle, tell me so we can go see an expert." So far, whatever I hear, hasn't gotten me into trouble. So why not follow that scent? As the wind picks up again, I jump off the fence and follow the scent. What will Hope find? Is she ready to learn the truth?
Supernatural war is on the horizon, and no one will escape unscathed.Enemy after enemy, foe after foe, has fallen before the combined might of the Romanian grey wolves and their allies among the supernatural races. But now the alliance doesn't fight a single supernatural threat. It's no longer a single coven of vampires, a lone deranged warlock, or a rogue pack that threatens their safety. Now, the wolves face a unified force of evil--the Order of the Burning Claw. The Order needs a representative from every supernatural race to unleash a spell that will enslave humanity forever, and they've just recruited one of their most powerful members.The Order will stop at nothing to gain power, including kidnapping the pack’s children and its beleaguered healer. The Romanian pack would love nothing more than to bring the wrath of the Great Luna down upon their foes. But how can they do that when their enemies hold captive the pack’s greatest treasures. Before this is over, bonds will be tested, a new leader will rise, and all hell will break loose.
"Forgive me father for I have sinned. I've been a bad girl, a verrryy bad girl and I'd like to be punished." * * * "I touched myself, Father. My husband told me not to touch myself in his absence." "How did you touch yourself?" She sucked in a breath and spread her legs. "I put my fingers inside my vagina and moved it this way and that way until I came." "Show me." |A collection of short stories.|
After being forced to marry the alpha king, Katlyn feels her life is a living hell, but she never expected this sinister, frivolous alpha to become the perfect, adoring husband. "Honey, you're so sweet," he said, kissing her cheek
“You don't like me. You still like her”, I say with tears streaming down my cheeks. When he sees my tears, the gold rings in his eyes appear even darker and more magnificent than before. “My wolf likes you. Hell, he wants to mate you right here right now”. His raspy breath hits my lips as he gets closer. “He wants to mark you, right here”. He kisses a spot on my neck, just below my ear, making me moan instantly. “Then what is the problem?” One minute he wants me, the next he pushes me away like I'm poison. “It's just that I don't want you” ********* Taylor is a lone wolf inside and out. When she finally found her mate, Roman, he refused her. There was also no way she could take over her father's position as royal beta. This is a critical time of tension between werewolves and their enemies vampires, they need a royal beta, so they held the Royal Beta Contest - and she would be the prize for the winner. A marked mate. Her mate left her, and twelve more wolves came. These 12 wolves come from 12 different packs all around the world. Who will win her, and who will she choose?
“Error, I've got a little something up my sleeve for you,” Todd smirks at me. “Scram!” I snap as he yanks the scant wisps of my brown hair, sending me sprawling. “Why must you always mouth off to your future Alpha?” he growls, his boot slamming into my stomach. “Just let me be!” I plead, but he doesn't relent until darkness swallows me. I'm Error Molchany, the youngest son of Alpha James and Luna Rachael of the River Pack. My mom's death during my birth led Dad and my older brother Todd to brand me as the cause. My father dubbed me Error, like I was a curse. Grandma Nelly, though, shielded me. She told me Mom wanted me named Danny, and that's what I was called until she perished in a tragic house fire when I was 10. After Grandma's passing, they chained me in a corner of the pack house. I became their slave. Todd loves to taunt me with talk of a “surprise,” which usually means a punch in the face. I've learned not to fall for it. For over eight long years and four agonizing months, I've endured this hellish existence. Silver shackles bind my feet, a reminder of my failed escape attempts. Betta Simon once asked Dad why not just set me free to be a rogue. Dad's answer? I must pay for Mom's death, simply for being born.
“She’s, my mate.” “Nope, that’s not possible. No wolf has ever been mated to a blood witch,” “Are you sure? She is really beautiful and if she wasn’t what she was I would have done her …” Before Max could say another word, Alaric had his fingers around his best friend’s throat and he was pushing him up against the wall growling. He would never tell Max this, but just the thought of someone else touching her drove him mad! **************************** Lena, a blood witch, is destined to fall in love with the man who killed her father and her entire race. Alaric is the king of the werewolves and can't believe that the moon goddess gave him a blood witch as a mate. Will she fall in love with him or will she try to destroy him and all of his people? Alaric started this war because blood witches killed his parents and the entire supernatural world agreed that the blood witches had to be wiped out. But what should he do if his Mate is a blood witch?
I stand in the silence, watching the world outside. From my balcony, I see the city lights flickering like distant stars. I envy them. How I wish I could be just one of those ordinary people, living a life without shadows, free to be... normal. There’s something no one can ever know. A secret buried deep within my bloodline. A secret that could destroy everything if it ever got out. My family’s secret. My secret. And I will do anything to protect it—even if it means standing in the shadows forever.
He traced her lips with his fingers and followed it with his lips. His kiss was gentle, but when Melinda gave in to him. He intensified the kiss, sucking on her bottom lip. He went to her left nipple and squeezed it. Melinda's moans grew louder. The strange man tried to muffle her moans with his kiss but his efforts were futile. He lifted Melinda onto him and she coiled her leg around him. Without breaking the kiss, he carried her out back. Melinda broke the kiss and tried to peel the mask off the man's face but he stopped her, bringing her fingers to his lips, he s*ck*d on each one. ************************** When a tragic accident renders Sylvester impotent, he seeks the help of his loyal friend Derek to father a child through unconventional means. But as their plan unfolds, a web of deceit and desire ensnares them all, leading to unexpected alliances and heart-wrenching betrayals. As Melinda finds herself torn between loyalty and love, Sylvester and Derek's bitter rivalry escalates into a desperate battle for custody and control.
Grace, a gentle and unpretentious human, had a life that orbited around her beloved family and their shared happiness. It was a tranquil existence until he made his appearance in her hometown, hot on the trail of his foe. In that fateful instant when his eyes alighted upon her, the idyllic façade of her life crumbled. He was resolute in his desire for her. Every fiber of her being. By fair means or foul.
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I touch my necklace. Nothing is known about my biological parents. I only have this necklace as an heirloom. The pendant is shaped into a crescent moon with a star on the tip where a diamond lays in the center. Engraved on it is some writing I can't read. Just like my pendant, I also have a crescent-shaped birthmark with a star on my hip. My mom said it might go away in time like most birthmarks do. Mine seems to have become more prominent over the years. I sometimes imagine it sparkles. The wind picks up suddenly, swirling around me and I smell it. The scent of fresh cut grass and wood shavings. Two of my favorite things. "Do you smell that, my child? Follow it," says a woman's voice. I sat there thinking against it. The first time I heard voices, I freaked out my mom. She wanted me to see a psychiatrist because hearing voices isn't a good sign. I explained they were guiding me to do things. My mom said, "Ok, but before you do whatever these voices tell you to do, sit down and think before you do. AND, if it becomes too much to handle, tell me so we can go see an expert." So far, whatever I hear, hasn't gotten me into trouble. So why not follow that scent? As the wind picks up again, I jump off the fence and follow the scent. What will Hope find? Is she ready to learn the truth?
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Supernatural war is on the horizon, and no one will escape unscathed.Enemy after enemy, foe after foe, has fallen before the combined might of the Romanian grey wolves and their allies among the supernatural races. But now the alliance doesn't fight a single supernatural threat. It's no longer a single coven of vampires, a lone deranged warlock, or a rogue pack that threatens their safety. Now, the wolves face a unified force of evil--the Order of the Burning Claw. The Order needs a representative from every supernatural race to unleash a spell that will enslave humanity forever, and they've just recruited one of their most powerful members.The Order will stop at nothing to gain power, including kidnapping the pack’s children and its beleaguered healer. The Romanian pack would love nothing more than to bring the wrath of the Great Luna down upon their foes. But how can they do that when their enemies hold captive the pack’s greatest treasures. Before this is over, bonds will be tested, a new leader will rise, and all hell will break loose.
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"Forgive me father for I have sinned. I've been a bad girl, a verrryy bad girl and I'd like to be punished." * * * "I touched myself, Father. My husband told me not to touch myself in his absence." "How did you touch yourself?" She sucked in a breath and spread her legs. "I put my fingers inside my vagina and moved it this way and that way until I came." "Show me." |A collection of short stories.|
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After being forced to marry the alpha king, Katlyn feels her life is a living hell, but she never expected this sinister, frivolous alpha to become the perfect, adoring husband. "Honey, you're so sweet," he said, kissing her cheek
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“You don't like me. You still like her”, I say with tears streaming down my cheeks. When he sees my tears, the gold rings in his eyes appear even darker and more magnificent than before. “My wolf likes you. Hell, he wants to mate you right here right now”. His raspy breath hits my lips as he gets closer. “He wants to mark you, right here”. He kisses a spot on my neck, just below my ear, making me moan instantly. “Then what is the problem?” One minute he wants me, the next he pushes me away like I'm poison. “It's just that I don't want you” ********* Taylor is a lone wolf inside and out. When she finally found her mate, Roman, he refused her. There was also no way she could take over her father's position as royal beta. This is a critical time of tension between werewolves and their enemies vampires, they need a royal beta, so they held the Royal Beta Contest - and she would be the prize for the winner. A marked mate. Her mate left her, and twelve more wolves came. These 12 wolves come from 12 different packs all around the world. Who will win her, and who will she choose?
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“Error, I've got a little something up my sleeve for you,” Todd smirks at me. “Scram!” I snap as he yanks the scant wisps of my brown hair, sending me sprawling. “Why must you always mouth off to your future Alpha?” he growls, his boot slamming into my stomach. “Just let me be!” I plead, but he doesn't relent until darkness swallows me. I'm Error Molchany, the youngest son of Alpha James and Luna Rachael of the River Pack. My mom's death during my birth led Dad and my older brother Todd to brand me as the cause. My father dubbed me Error, like I was a curse. Grandma Nelly, though, shielded me. She told me Mom wanted me named Danny, and that's what I was called until she perished in a tragic house fire when I was 10. After Grandma's passing, they chained me in a corner of the pack house. I became their slave. Todd loves to taunt me with talk of a “surprise,” which usually means a punch in the face. I've learned not to fall for it. For over eight long years and four agonizing months, I've endured this hellish existence. Silver shackles bind my feet, a reminder of my failed escape attempts. Betta Simon once asked Dad why not just set me free to be a rogue. Dad's answer? I must pay for Mom's death, simply for being born.
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“She’s, my mate.” “Nope, that’s not possible. No wolf has ever been mated to a blood witch,” “Are you sure? She is really beautiful and if she wasn’t what she was I would have done her …” Before Max could say another word, Alaric had his fingers around his best friend’s throat and he was pushing him up against the wall growling. He would never tell Max this, but just the thought of someone else touching her drove him mad! **************************** Lena, a blood witch, is destined to fall in love with the man who killed her father and her entire race. Alaric is the king of the werewolves and can't believe that the moon goddess gave him a blood witch as a mate. Will she fall in love with him or will she try to destroy him and all of his people? Alaric started this war because blood witches killed his parents and the entire supernatural world agreed that the blood witches had to be wiped out. But what should he do if his Mate is a blood witch?
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I stand in the silence, watching the world outside. From my balcony, I see the city lights flickering like distant stars. I envy them. How I wish I could be just one of those ordinary people, living a life without shadows, free to be... normal. There’s something no one can ever know. A secret buried deep within my bloodline. A secret that could destroy everything if it ever got out. My family’s secret. My secret. And I will do anything to protect it—even if it means standing in the shadows forever.
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He traced her lips with his fingers and followed it with his lips. His kiss was gentle, but when Melinda gave in to him. He intensified the kiss, sucking on her bottom lip. He went to her left nipple and squeezed it. Melinda's moans grew louder. The strange man tried to muffle her moans with his kiss but his efforts were futile. He lifted Melinda onto him and she coiled her leg around him. Without breaking the kiss, he carried her out back. Melinda broke the kiss and tried to peel the mask off the man's face but he stopped her, bringing her fingers to his lips, he s*ck*d on each one. ************************** When a tragic accident renders Sylvester impotent, he seeks the help of his loyal friend Derek to father a child through unconventional means. But as their plan unfolds, a web of deceit and desire ensnares them all, leading to unexpected alliances and heart-wrenching betrayals. As Melinda finds herself torn between loyalty and love, Sylvester and Derek's bitter rivalry escalates into a desperate battle for custody and control.
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