Werewolf Novels

"Love me or hate me, either way I'm already on your mind. I win. You lose." *** As the Alpha King of all werewolves and lycans, Aero needed to be fair to all. He ruled with an iron fist, a steady head and a balanced emotion. He was perfect in everything except for one. He had issues with the opposite sex. Since a child, he hated women. He never liked them and always avoided them. However, what if a woman suddenly materialized on his bed just as he was about to sleep? How could he avoid her then? Genre: Werewolf Romance, Fantasy, Mystery, Erotica, Smut All Rights Reserved JMFelic Books 2020 *************** The Alpha King's Claim Prologue WARNING: THIS IS A COPYRIGHTED BOOK UNDER THE GOVERNMENT OF THE PHILIPPINES, OWNED BY JMFELIC. INFRINGERS WILL BE DEALT WITH ACCORDINGLY. THE AUTHOR HAS GIVEN SOFANOVEL THE RIGHTS TO PUBLISH THIS BOOK IN THEIR APP/WEBSITE. Paintings. I always love them. Whenever there was an art show near Manhattan, I make it a point to go check the artworks and possibly buy one. Or two. Or three of them. What I look for in a painting were the strokes the painter uses, the use of colors and how they blend in with the picture in general, and of course, the drawing. I had always been a sucker for fantasy-inspired paintings. Fantastical landscapes, mythical creatures, men and women wearing weird clothing, oh yes, I collect them all. They always reach out to a part of my soul that I had been guarding since I lost my parents. They always call out to a part of me that I wasn't sure what. Maybe, my parents as painters could be the reason. They influenced my tastes after all. But deep inside me, I knew there was always something special about these types of paintings I couldn’t quite figure out. One rainy day, I ran across an antique shop in downtown Manhattan about to be closed by the bank for bankruptcy. The different antique displays were spread all over the street in the hopes that some passers-by would still buy them. I caught sight of a beautiful painting of a landscape. Breathtaking it was and purely, for lack of a better word, out-of-this-world. The painting showed a mountain range with its slopes covered in autumn trees. In the center of this mountain range, just nestled on top the hill was a silver-plated castle. The details were extraordinary, magical even. I couldn’t resist its call, so in the end, I bought it. Plus, I didn’t want it to be wet with the rain. I wanted to give it a home. The antique shop owner, an old lady probably in her late sixties, was gracious enough to give me a discount considering the painting had smud...

She is a loner, and she likes it that way. She lives by one sole rule: No attention, no boys, no drama, no troubles. And it works for her just fine -until he comes, that is. Jonathan is a new student, a hot new student, and he knows it. Add to that the fact that he's a werewolf, all strong and possessive male, and he is damn proud about it. To her utter and complete despair, he takes interest in her... *************** The Alpha's Seduction Prologue Copyright © 2016 all rights reserved to Larose Semsem. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. * * * * * * * * * * * ** * * * * * * * * * * * ** * * *** * * * * * ** * * * ** * * * * I was idly sitting on my chair; at the only available desk I had found when I first entered the classroom this morning; the one at the very back. Not that I was complaining, mind you! No, not at all. I didn’t like being in front, way too close to the teacher. The middle offered one major inconvenience; I would be surrounded by other classmates from all sides, which was not what one would be willing to go through if they were the second-to-biggest loner of the school. These were the reasons why the desk at the back suited me just fine. I was not antisocial or anything, it’s just that I earned the right to be at this school; an honorable private school that I wouldn’t have been able to even dream of because of its expensive fee. But, lucky for me, I was a brilliant student. The communication problem I shared with my classmates might be due to the fact that I was a little younger than them. Most of them were seventeen or eighteen, whereas I had still to turn sixteen. The fact that I skipped a grade or two may influence their judgment. And then, there was the fact that I actually had a scholarship to be among these snobs. So not easy to make friends, I inwardly sighed. My family wasn’t poor – my mother was a nurse and my father a cop. I had two brothers; Jeremy, the older one, was now at the local college, studying mathematics; whereas Jake, my little baby-bro, was in 7th grade. So yeah, I led a pretty normal life, with...

Lola always assumed that her and her boyfriend Alpha Tyler were mates. On Tyler's 18th birthday, her world comes crumbling down. Broken hearted, she flees from her pack for an entire year. Tragedy forces Lola to return home where she finds the infamous Alpha Asher in charge. This time around, Lola may actually have a shot at happiness. That is, until she finds out who her mate truly is. ***************

Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved Jennifer Smith was Alpha's daughter. Her family was destroyed by traitors in their pack. Her mother died of an illness; her father was murdered by the Beta; and her pack was taken away. Alone and stranded, Jennifer escaped to the Dark River Pack, where she lived as a slave. Although she was continuously abused and insulted, she never yielded or admitted defeat. Her mate turned out to be Anthony Jones, the lycan prince of Osman Kingdom. The Osman Kingdom ruled all the packs. But the noble prince seemed to have his own secret. Jennifer's strong power attracted the prince, and she was soon brought to the Royal Training Ground, where her fate changed forever. Hungry for revenge on those who had destroyed her family, Jennifer focused on training hard and getting stronger. Would Prince Anthony refuse Jennifer because of her humble identity? What would happen to them on the training ground? What would she choose between love and hatred? And what was the prince's secret? *************** Jennifer's POV:"Jennifer, you bitch! Where is my pearl necklace?" Barbara yelled from outside the door. Startled by her voice, I stuffed the pearl necklace back into the wooden box in a hurry, and then stashed the box under the pillow to hide it. I had barely straightened up from the bed when the wooden door of the room was kicked open. Barbara rushed in with a group of werewolves, followed by Luna Debra, whose face was covered with a thick layer of foundation, but unfortunately, it could not hide the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. These two women always dressed up extravagantly, as if they wanted to flaunt all the jewelry they owned in a single outfit. "Luna Debra, Miss Barbara, what can I do for you?" I asked politely, saluting them as usual with a friendly smile on my face. "Jennifer, where's the pearl necklace I usually wear?" Barbara growled, grabbing my collar and glaring at me. "You bitch! You always have sticky fingers. You're the one who cleans my room. Where did my favorite pearl necklace go? I can't find it. Did you steal it?""Miss Barbara, I didn't take anything from your room. You can't accuse me without evidence," I replied patiently in a tone that was neither humble nor pushy. "You shameless bitch! How dare you talk to me like that? You want evidence? Let's find it right now!" Barbara spat, shoving me backward. Then, she turned to the werewolves she had brought along and ordered them to search my room. My small and shabby room was soon turned upside down. The old quilt on the bed was thrown to the floor, and the small wooden table and stool were kicked over with loud thuds. W...

The Alpha's Mysterious Mate (The Fate Series Book 1) Serena was a vampire-werewolf hybrid. Her parents were killed right before her young, innocent eyes and she was taken in by Alpha Tyler of the Black Moon Pack. They didn't exactly raise her. Instead, they turned her into a maid and even sold her as a sex slave later on. All these years, her only source of support was Brandon, Tyler's son. One day, after working herself to the bone, she discovered that Brandon had been cheating on her with his true mate for quite some time now. And as if it couldn't get any worse, it is revealed to her that Alpha Tyler was the killer of her parents. It felt like the world had completely turned against her. But all of a sudden, a handsome and soon-to-be powerful Alpha named Peter came into her life, claiming that she was his mate. With dangerous power in her blood that deemed her as a threat to vampires and werewolves alike, and a mysterious enemy that plotted against her in the dark, could Serena emerge victorious from all these trials with Peter by her side? *************** Serena's POV:"Hey, you, Serena! Get over here and clean this up!" one of the she-wolves shouted at me. She was having a picnic along with other she-wolves on the lawn. They carelessly threw all their trash-- wrappers, shells, whatever food residue they discarded-- on the grass around them. The trash can was not even that far. It was a few steps away from them. They could have thrown it properly themselves. But no, of course, they wouldn't do that because there was a lowly servant girl here. Throwing the trash was suddenly something they didn't need to do. I had just spent an entire hour cleaning up the chewing gum that was stuck on the steps of the meeting hall. My back and my waist were already very sore. With a deep sigh, I picked up a broom and went over to sweep their garbage. But when I saw that most of their trash was on the grass, I realized I couldn't sweep it out with a broom at all. "Hey, can you at least stop spitting the shells onto the grass? It's so hard to sweep." I gritted my teeth, trying to hold back the anger inside of me. "Don't sweep, then. Just pick them up with your hands one by one." The she-wolf crossed her legs nonchalantly and spat another pistachio shell on to the grass, right in front of my feet. Another she-wolf refilled the plate with more pistachios and looked at me mockingly. "Oh, whatever. Don't listen to her complaints. She can't disobey our orders anyway.""Well then, I quit." I dropped my broom and turned around to leave. "How dare you speak to us like that? Who do you think you are?" One she-wolf got up and blocked my way, splashing her drink on my face. The liquid dripped down and absolutely soaked ...

Daphne is used to being hated. She has been hated since birth. Considered a slave, lower than an Omega her life is miserable. Her parents are the Alpha and the Luna of her pack, but they hate her more than anyone else. She dreams of escaping her life, but sees no end to the abuse. She has never dreamed of finding a mate, knowing that no one will ever really love or want her. So why does Alpha Caleb stand up for her?Caleb is one of the strongest Alphas of his time. His pack is known for their fearlessness, and strength. He has never wavered in his decisions. So why does he feel such a pull towards a slave? After saving her life Caleb can't get her scent off his mind. Could the Moon Goddess have really mated him with a slave? ***************

Rejected By My Mate "I, Alpha Azrael Shepherd, reject you, Alexandria Gregory as my mate," he said coldly then turned his back towards the packhouse. ****** When Alexandria Gregory turned 18, she met her mate and that is Azrael Shepherd, the Alpha of her rival pack. But Azrael rejected her when he found out she was an omega of her pack. The rejection she felt was excruciating. Once her mate rejected her, she would never find another mate again. The reason why Azrael rejected her is because the man will be married to Liza, the Alpha's daughter of her pack. Even though they aren't mates, they decided to stay together for the union of the two packs. No one knew her mate was Azrael. Rage fills her heart and she will make sure Azrael would regret ever rejecting her. She ran away from her pack and promised to herself that she would come back and take her place as the real Alpha. *************** [Alexandria’s POV] Tomorrow, I’ll turn eighteen, and I have a feeling something big is going to happen. I sighed as I scrubbed the floor, and beads of sweat dripped from my face. I can hear the laughter coming from the dining area where my pack dined together except me. Because I am an omega, the most unfortunate and weakest of the pack. They thought I was an omega because I didn't show any qualities of a werewolf. Unbeknownst to everyone, I can shift ever since I was little, but I am different from everyone else because werewolves can only shift at age eighteen, so I hid my wolf. My parents taught me how to hide my wolf form and powerful aura when I was little before they passed away. My parents died when I was six years old. Then someone took over the pack when my Alpha father died. The new Alpha threw me into the barn and I lived as an omega. However, being an omega was tough because my job was to obey everyone’s commands. Since then, I trained myself every night on the far side of the woods, where no one would notice my presence. But tomorrow, I will find my mate so that I can get out of this hellhole. And I can’t wait for that! I was also bullied because of the color of my eyes. It has two distinct colors—on my left eye; it is blue with golden flecks, while my right eye is green with golden flecks too. This made me different from all the werewolves. I didn’t even know why I have this eye color. But I think it’s pretty, just like my wolf. ‘That’s right!’ My wolf, Xandra, chimed in and I giggled. When I finished scrubbing the floor, I went to the back of the packhouse where my house was—the barn. For years, I was sleeping here together with some cattle and my only best friend Layla. I took out some clean clothes in the old broken cabinet and then ran off towards the lake to take a night bath. I scan the place to make sure no one would see me, then I put my clean clothes on the rock. When I’m a hundred percent sure no one was around, I took off my dirty clothes and swam towards the cold water. I feel refreshed. After three minutes, a familiar scent

Alpha Atlas Raelynn Tress had never been strong or proud like the other werewolves in her pack. Fate had different plans, pairing her with the young Alpha Atlas Andino. Tossed aside as Alpha Atlas chose another, Raelynn leaves the pack with her Mom by her side. With a new pack that accepts her, Raelynn flourishes. She hadn't a clue secrets from the past would draw her home, back into the clutches of the Alpha who once rejected her. The world is changing, just as Raelynn changed. Undiscovered enemies lurk in every corner. Will she find her place in this new world, or be devoured by enemies she never knew existed? *************** Mastering others is strength, Mastering yourself is true power. Lao Tzu * * * * * I once thought strength was something you were born with. You were either born strong willed, or born weak minded. Just as you were either born good or evil. Black and white thinking kept my mind at ease, helped me to justify the things that happened in my life. I had never thought in grey, I loathed the color. Grey confuses and conflicts the mind. It never crossed my mind that strength is born in troubling times, when you have lost more than you've gained. I was once weak, swayed by the opinion's and comments of those my age. Words pierced my skin, insults ate away at my soul. I was an exposed nerve, navigating our complex world with a constant chip on my shoulder. My story begins in a small town, located in Eastern Texas. My life wasn't full of tragedy. Misery and trauma weren't the cause of my soft-hearted-ness. Life was fair to me, as it is to most people. The good meshed with the bad, creating a life that was pleasant and appealing to the eye. There was much I couldn't remember from my childhood, a head injury taking away some of my memory but things like that were often easy to let go. I had two caring parents, which was more than most people had. My Dad, with his smile that lit up a room and a laugh that sent others into hysterics. He was the joy of my childhood, brightening the dark spots that would form. My Mom, with her kind hearted nature was the backbone of our family. She would laughthrough my Dad's antics, smiling with the joy her little family brought her. As it always does, tragedy struck. My Dad died when I was only eight years old, too young to have contained many memories of him. The one memory that stood out the most was the night we built a bonfire in the forest behind our house. A bear had wandered into the little clearing, frightening me as I clung to my Dad's sweatshirt. The bear stalked forward, unaware it's life was in danger. Fear sent me spiraling backwards, hitting my head against the earthen floor. Dad chased the bear away that night, fear did not follow him as it followed me. That was the night my memories became just out of reach, a harsh mist clouding many of them. While some memories remained clear, others were tainted by the same mist. Mom mourned, as widows often did. We held each other tightly, f

Her Redemption: Traitor's Daughter Olivia Wilson was living a perfect life till the age of 12. Her life was fulfilled with happiness and the people who used to increase her happiness more were The Alpha's Sons who are non-identical triplets. They promised to protect her and prayed to the Moon Goddess to make them her mates. Everything in her life seemed to go perfect until one day, her father Oliver Wilson was falsely accused by the Gamma, of killing the Luna and paralyzing the Alpha. Her life took an opposite turn, everyone who used to love her started hating her. The Triplets who promised to protect her turned into the ones she needs to be protected from. She started facing thousands of brutal torture and the Gamma who was involved in those dirty games made her life a living hell. All those hurtful words and torture couldn't tame her, she was determined to prove her father's innocent but one thing that broke her completely was when her acceptance of the prayer she made in childhood turned into her worst nightmare. And what made it worse was they have other plans than rejecting her. Join Olivia's journey to see how she removes the tags and where her fate takes her. Warning/trigger warning: This story contains mature scenes, scenes depicting violence that can be triggering to some readers. Read at your own risk. *************** Olivia’s P.O.V :I woke up to sunlight falling on my eyes. I sat up removing the blanket off my body and looked at the watch, my eyes instantly widen when I saw that I was five minutes late.“Oh no.” I sighed audibly in dismay and hurriedly started to get ready.I brushed my teeth, combed my hair, and braided them quickly; More like in the speed of the wind.I didn’t risk making a ponytail. Because last time I’d done that, the pack slut who thought I’m the ugliest person yet was still jealous of me cut some of my hair lengths; I loved my hair and when I saw her cutting my hair did feel bad but I had no right to argue or object, I was just like a slave in this pack; Not that I’d always been treated like this but life wasn’t the same anymore.I wore a gray shirt, black leggings and hurried to reach the kitchen, I quickly went downstairs praying all the gods in my mind to save me from facing anyone’s wrath.But As soon as I reached the kitchen my eyes met with those dark brown ones—My prayers definitely didn’t work.There stood Lucas the eldest of the triplets with his fists clenched and staring at me in a death glare that immediately made a shiver run down my spine.I understand in a blink that now I was going to be facing a lot of problems and unpleasant words.I inhaled deeply and gathered all my courage and meanwhile holding my breath before I bowed in Infront of him “Sorry Alpha, I became late because..” he didn’t let me finish.“Because You were fucking some man till late night right? You’re such a worthless piece of shit.” He slammed his fist on the counter making me flinch; The loud sound echoed throughout the room for quite

Chloe is a human living in a werewolf world, learning that her best friend Amelia is a wolf at a young age never fazed her and she found comfort in knowing she is part of something more than just humans. Copy right 2020 All rights reserved. Times have been tough for Chloe and her sister Marley since they lost their parents, but growing up she found her place as Amelia’s family took Chloe and her sister in. Chloe is now a thriving college student living on her own and had no plans to bring herself into Amelia’s world but that is all changed when Amelia invites her to the Aberdeen ball how can she say no to her best friend but what happens when she meets the Alpha? ***************

Alpha's Virgin Wife King Dakota was known as the most Powerful Alpha King of all times - more powerful than any other King that had ruled from his lineage. He was cold hearted, introverted and dangerous in anger. Cursed by the Moon goddess, King Dakota had to get married to three wives all in search of a male child that would become his heir, but it was impossible as the curse would only let his wives bear she -wolves. But on a different day, the King meets a lady who offends him and as a punishment, he took her home as his fourth wife. Her name was Shilah. Shilah was a powerless wolf and as a result, was disregarded and intimidated by all. But, when she begins to do things that the King had never felt for years, he began to wonder who she really was. Slowly, she crawled her way into his icy heart and turned out to be something nobody ever expected - a storm. *************** INTRO She panted heavily as she ran in the dark woods, her legs cutting so many distance in a split second. If it wasn't for the sound of her legs rustling against the leaves and the raucous men chasing after her from behind, she was damn sure her stolid breath would've been overheard. "Faster!!!" "We're losing her!!!" The men yelled from behind, and tho she was scared, she made no attempt to look at them. The little one whined in her arms - the little one which she held to her chest, wrapped in a thick fabric. She must be so tired from all the running already. "I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry" the woman whimpered and increased her pace. How does she lose the men behind her? The forest was extremely dark with just a dim reflection of the moonlight aiding her path. A light sob racked her throat and suddenly, she felt a sh...

BOOK ONE:“You can fight me all you want, Grace, but you can't ignore what you feel for me forever. If neither of us reject each other the bond only grows stronger. You feel it don't you, your need for me," He calmly said, inching his way toward me. I glared at him, the sound of his voice had me pooling in my. I hated that, hated that all it took was his voice to turn me on, "You're not my mate. I refuse to believe it!" Was all I said before I stormed out of there.__________________________After a drunken one night stand with a stranger, Grace Evans wakes up with a note left at her bedside. The last words of the note both startle and confuse her especially since she saw her mate die in front of her very eyes. What happens when the mysterious stranger now comes to claim her? Will she give in to him or will she reject him, killing his wolf and breaking his heart? ***************

Celeste Williamson is about to turn eighteen, which means she's about to find her mate - this is fine and all, but what happens when her mate turns out to be her brother? Will she accept him or find out a hidden truth? Be his mate or reject him to keep her own sanity? Not only is her brother her mate, but talk of a prophecy starts to cloud her judgement... And even worse, Celeste seems to be the target... How will she balance these challenges? Will she find out her entire life has been a lie? Or will she find her destiny within these hidden truths? COMPLETED ***************

When werewolf hybrid Aria escapes her abusive stepfather, the alpha of the Blackmoon Pack, she has no idea what kind of trouble she's gotten herself in to. With her little sister Lily by her side, she finds herself in the maw of an enemy's territory. An enemy that will surely bring about not only her demise, but that of the girl she's practically raised. Reid the Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack was known for being cruel and merciless and had driven Hybrid's into extinction, now Aria must find a way to keep her secret from coming to light which is easier said then done when he suddenly starts showing an interest in her. But Reid has a secret to Aria is his mate. Aria tries her best to avoid him at all cost, yet she can't help but feel drawn to him putting her life at risk. So what happens when he learns the truth and she finds out she is to be his mate, will he hand her back to her stepfather and reject her or will he fight to keep her safe from those who hunt her. A tantalizing werewolf erotica, Jessica Hall’s “Hybrid Aria” is the perfect choice for anyone looking for a novel of intense romance, intriguing adventure, and feral lovemaking. *************** Fear. Pure fear, the sort of fear that makes your skin itch. When you can feel every hair on your body rise. When you feel like your skin is crawling. Fear that makes your body freeze, paralysing you on the spot, that’s the sort of fear I felt when I heard her blood-curdling scream. The only thing was I was her big sister, so I couldn’t run away. I had no choice but to move, to go to her. I forced my legs up the front porch of the Pack house, running in the direction I could hear her screaming my name. My feet pound on the floorboards in panic. I’m moving so fast, I felt myself slipping on the hallway rug, making me skid along the floor and into the wall. My head and shoulder twist at an awkward angle into the kitchen door frame, with enough force that black dots danced in front of my vision. My collarbone and shoulder send shooting pain through my body as I feel my shoulder dislocate on impact. “Aria! Aria!” Her petrified scream echoed through the house. Jumping to my feet, my head spun. I turned the corner into the kitchen to see the Alpha dragging my sister by her hair into the basement with a whip in his other hand. I start running to her, grabbing the basement door frame just in time for him to slam the door shut on my fingers. My own scream escapes my lips in agony. I reach for the door handle, only to find it's been locked. I start trying to yank my hand free. I could hear her crying and screaming for me on the other side of the door. “LEAVE HER ALONE!” I screamed at him, slamming my body into the door, trying to free my fingers and get in. Not being able to get a run-up, I threw my body with all my might towards the side where my fingers were stuck, the door moving just enough for me to free my injured bloody mangled hand. My fingers were definitely broken as they twisted and jutted out

Alpha Loren Leonardo Loren is the most powerful man in the world. As Alpha of a colossal pack he could have anything and anyone he liked. That was until he met Ella. Fiercely independent, strong-willed and hugely unafraid. She was unique. And she was everything he hated. Their personalities clash and their relationship is left as a multitudinous sea of turbulent resentment and hostility. But can their undeniable love rise above? This work currently contains three books in the Alpha Loren series: Alpha Loren, The Magic of Hecate and The Kingdom of the Banished *************** Alpha Loren:

His eyes locked with mine and I could feel the strength of the mate bond gnawing at me, but I forced it down. Devin eyed me with annoyance and prominent in his gorgeous grey eyes.“Alpha Devin, this is my daughter.” Papa Jamie said with pride in his voice. Devin gave him a weird look, but turned to me instead. Before he could speak I cut him off with a surveying look from head to toe. He was still as hot as hell if not more; his body was more built and his face more chiseled than before. He looked all man and sue me for finding it sexy. mate bond. My eyes were void of emotion as I looked at the pack that flanked him and back into his stormy grey eyes. I stuck out my hand with a smirk on my face, “Welcome to the Blue Moon Pack.” He grasped my hand and shocks ran up my arm and through my body as it did his causing his eyes to widen, but before he could react I continued. “I am Alpha Allison Trust Wells.” My tone oozed confidence and mirth. I heard a few gasps, but the biggest reaction I got was from Devin whose eyes widened in shock.~~~A story of hurt, betrayal and second chances in a world of mystical creatures. Allison is a young Shewolf with a gift from the Goddess Selene. Join her as she navigates the web of secrets and lies weaved by the people she once thought of as family and learns forgiveness.Not all second chances are started on a clean slate... *************** The sound of an alarm clock broke through my dream filled sleep, awakening me from another night filled with painful memories. Dragging myself from the tiny bed, I walked into the bathroom to wash away the remnants of a difficult night. My name is Allison Trust, a werewolf Omega in the Full Moon pack and today; 9 August 2012 is my sixteenth birthday. Typically today would be the day I find my mate, but since I haven't shifted into a wolf like others my age, I'm not holding my breath. My parents; Asher and Hannah Trust were the Beta and Beta Female of the pack before they were taken and killed by rogues eight years ago when they took me out to the lake to play. Alpha Austin refused to believe my words when I told them how my parents were injected with something by strange men before being dragged into the forest. From that day forward I was treated differently by the pack, everyone was convinced that the rogues would have been spotted by the border patrol since they found me passed out in a tree not long after. I was reduced to an Omega and everyone including my brother, Hunter blamed me for their deaths. Every day I wish my fate was different, I wish my parents were alive and my brother didn't hate me, but I have nowhere else to go and without a wolf I wouldn't last long in the forest. This morning being no different from every other one of the past few years, I rushed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the pack. It's a mammoth task to prepare for the tens of people who are up and ready to head out, but after years of practice, it's practically second nature. In a strange wa

17-year-old Brook Grigsby's life was never the same after her father died. When her mother remarried, she thought the worst was over, but it was only beginning. Her stepdad is a werewolf, and among his people, she's known as 'Missy Mistake' because, to them, she should've never been born.Ryder Williams has taken his brother's name and place in the exchange with his uncle's pack, Black Mountain so that he can find a way to bring his uncle's cruel reign to an end. When Ryder sees Brook for the first time recognizes her as his mate. He wants to protect her from all the abuse she suffers, but Brook would rather suffer than risk her mother becoming the grief-stricken shell she was before. As a war between Ryder's pack and Black Mountain breaks out, Brook must decide just how far she will go to save the ones she cares about. *************** When I was ten years old, a drunk driver crashed into my father’s car. They said it was so bad you would have a hard time telling where the drunk’s car ended and my father’s began. Dad died instantly. Thank God, but it devastated Mom. For a long time, I thought I might lose her too. Slowly, Mom got better, well, sort of. She stopped starving herself or spending hours in her room crying and started acting like a somewhat normal person. Only she wouldn’t laugh or smile. Mom didn’t do that until she met Harry Ford. They met in Minnesota while Mom did extra training for her job and they began dating. Mom had started going back to the way she was before. There was only one minor hitch about this whole boyfriend thing, though. Harry wasn’t exactly human. When they got serious, Harry revealed his secret to Mom. Somehow, he didn’t pick up on the fact Mom sucks eggs at keeping secrets. Not even five minutes passed before she told me. Luckily for Harry, I can keep secrets. You see, Harry’s a werewolf. I know what you’re thinking — run, this guy is totally crazy! That’s exactly what I told Mom, so she convinced Harry to do the change into a wolf thing in front of me. As cool as the shift thing was, I found it also disturbing. I mean, what is not disturbing about your mom’s boyfriend stripping down to his boxers in front of you? Oh, the icing on the cake? Apparently, he and Mom were destined to be. Mates, Harry said, and wanted us to come live with him in Minnesota. Now, Harry made Mom happy without a doubt, so I figured I would overlook his canine inclination and agreed to move to another state. Besides, I had nothing keeping me in Chatham. After Dad died, I lost all my friends. The worst seemed to be over, and in all truth, what did I have to lose, right? As it turns out, I still had things to lose, and the worst was far from over. This is the story of how my one simple plan to get out alive was torn to shreds and stomped into the ground.

The Beasts Slave |18+ His descent was like nightfall. River Arden is a slave, born and raised she knows nothing more than servitude. After centuries of peace on the human lands, there is sudden destruction and massacres as creatures feared by all arrive. Some call them Lycan gods, Werewolves... to her, they are Beasts of men. Her life is not made easy when the war Lord Lycan known as Hadrius, feared by all, develops an interest in her. *************** River crouches low by the tall river reed, body juddering in slight anticipation as she watches the girl and boy run hand in hand, periodically casting slight glances over their shoulders assuring themselves that no one had followed. It was the boy who pressed her steadfast against the tree, messy fumbling of stark youthful hands that touched and groped all she bared. River moves slightly in the swamp, swatting at a stray fly that buzzed noisily beside her ear. She was far enough not to be seen, and close enough to gaze in morbid slight fascination at his calloused coal stained hand that slid beneath the girl's dress, higher and higher still revealing soft pale legs, unmarred by scars and coagulated bruises like River's. There is something sonorous and resonant to their intimacy that grows heated and wild, as he touches something hidden beneath the girl's garments. River knows what it is and the thought wraps fingers of flames around her neck and face, as though he were touching her himself. She shifts, heart drumming against her sternum as the two begin to move from the tree. The girl steps away from him with that start of a slow sultry smile, her hand rises up to the white satin ribbon that holds handfuls of golden span hair which shimmers as though granted the rights by Helios himself. It falls along the soft curve of her shoulders and the cotton dress whispers to the earth's floor, leaving her bared to him in nothing but white underwear. River sucks in a shallow breath, dulling out her environment, and the cold autumn wind that brushes along the nape of her neck offers scant relief from the heat that pooled in her belly. The boy follows her as they step over vaguely rising grass before she lowers herself onto t...

Marked by the bully. Whenever she'd be asked about a thing in life that disgusted her the most, she would fume in anger and answer, "That bad bully bastard!"... shouting loudly, she would point at the round big corner table in the school canteen where he would sit with his bully gang. ********* Valentine, was adopted by  doctor Jason Pereira, of Dark Shine pack, an elder doctor who looked after the warriors and soldiers of the pack cum Alpha Hercules best buddy. Ryley Shine, was the son of Alpha Hercules and going to be alpha, and the bad bully bastard who loved to bully the wolves studying in the school, to be precise her... He hated her sight, her eyes, her smile, her heart beats, her tears... Everything about her just because She was his mate, A FUCKING HUMAN NAIVE NERDY MATE! Genre: Vampire/Werewolf Romance Teen fiction. *************** 11th August 2017, Rogue attack happened on the outskirts territory of the red shine pack. All the trees were uprooted, fences around the Alpha's territory were broken clearly indicating the trespassing of the rogues. There were small pools of blood on every second step on the ground, furs and hairs of both human and wolves as well. There would have been a struggle made by the one who was attacked surely! "Alpha! There is nothing in the south."... The warrior shouted loudly whilst peeping down on the ground from above the tree where he was standing in order to get clear and smooth access to the area. "I can see nothing in miles."... He continued to refer to his alpha, who stood with a sword in hand and blood covering his fair beard face. He was tall, with fewer wrinkles around his eyes as compared to other wolves of his age, tall, well-built torso and pa...

Iridian Once a year the Iridescence Pack opens their gates to the world. Once a year an event unlike any other takes place. Ruled by an Alpha with a penchant for trickery, Iridian is a game where nothing is what it seems. Werewolves around the world beg for a coveted invitation to Iridian, desperate for a shot at the grand prize. Invitations sent across the world; their recipients chosen at random. For an entire week werewolves gather for the anticipated Iridian, held by the infamous Game Master. Each year the Game Master changes the game, challenging the mind and tricking the senses.The only thing Rachel Thornton cares about is finding her mate and getting the hell out of her small pack. Located in the middle of nowhere, Rachel longs to see the world. When an invitation finds its way into her hands, she wants nothing more than to refuse and move on with her life. This year the rules have changed, and something important was taken from Rachel. The only way to recover what was stolen is to venture to the Iridescence Pack, becoming a pawn in a game she never wanted to play. ***************

His Luna My name is Alyaez Turner and I never wanted a mate. All I wanted was to leave my mother and start a new pack, a fresh start for me and I knew I wanted this which is why I ask myself the same question every damn day. Why the hell did I attend the mating ball? Then I think back to myself, if I hadn't gone, I would never have met the love of my life and learned many things about my life. All I can say now is that I don't regret attending because now I am His Luna. *************** NOTICE: To all the people from moboreader, first this book was not initially written on moboreader meaning there are messed up chapters and characters through out it, I don't know why that is because when I look at it, it is fine but you guys see something different. Second, I know the storyline may be messy, but I was 13 when I started the book, and 15 when I finished it, so please understand I was not nor am I currently a professional writer. And lastly, due to this book being wrote on a completely different platform there is a author's note (A/N) at the end of almost every chapter because it is traditional to have it there, at least for the platform I came from. I hope you all enjoy! Alyaez POV- Sitting in my room, I groan as my mom continues to talk about the mating ball. She has been in my room for the last hour, lecturing me about how I can and cannot act and when I can and cannot speak, all that good stuff, "I cant believe it! My baby... going to find her mate, tonight!" mother squeals. I face palmed myself, I dont understand why I have to go. I have lunasegnimarkings. "Why do I have to go when ourmoon goddess Devanearhas blessed me?" I ask mom as she starts to do my hair. She sighs, "you mustnt let any of the males see your luna segni. They will not want you as a mate, but as a weapon." "Mom, you didnt answer my question... why do I have to go when I am one of the most powerful wolves in the world? I dont need a man to take care of me." I spoke harshly. My mother stops doing my hair to turn me around to slap me across my face. "Neverspeak that way of your future mate again! Youll be lucky if Devaneargives you someone who can get rid of you, finally, " she says in a deadly tone, glaring at me before continuing...

Alpha's Slave | 18 "Be a good girl, and get on your knees." To make ends meet, Larkin is sold off by her father as a slave. Having lived a sheltered life, Larkin hopes that her crush and long time sweet admirer would purchase her but the custom goes terribly wrong when a mysterious man appears out of nowhere and lays claim on the innocent girl. No one knows of his origins, but few speak of the man that resides in the forest. He is violent. He is ruthless. He is deadly. He will do more than simply claim her body. Mature themes, violence, BDSM, dominant males. *************** The day was dark despite it being one of the most celebrated instances during the year. Heavy dark clouds billowed in from the West, and with it came the thick heady scent of rain threatening to pour and disrupt the occasion. Inayah peered up at the sky and sighed lowly, pressing into her friend sitting beside her on the wagon whose wheels bumped on the weathered road it tread. "It's so cold, " Anita whispered and Inayah agreed, wordlessly securing an arm around her friend and pulling her close to her side. The nuzzled against each other's sides in tensed silence as familiar rooftops slowly came to view. Thin wisps of billowing smoke rose from thatched roofs, and soon came the drifting banter of children and adults as they moved about - from their homes towards the main hall. Inayah exhaled a cloud of warmth that wicked into the cold dull evening air. She was exhausted but knew that sleep, especially now, was almost forbidden. The slave market held annually at the village as girls born and raised within the middle and lower class were to be sold to the highest bidder at the auctions. Myriads of girls would be attending from the ages of eleven to nineteen being the oldest and possibly the most ready for marriage. Inayah's gaze listless wandered over the barren crop land, dried out corn husks billowing lazily in the wind. She knew the time had come for her to be auctioned off a slave, the money given to her poor-ridden family. Despite the fear that leaped in her throat, there was relief and certain warmth in knowing that her value, though small, would ease their burdens. It had been two days since t...

His Reluctant Luna 18+ mature content. Alice has her life all sorted, she has a good job, a wonderful fiancee. Apart from a little secret, she was a werewolf, her life was in her control. After losing her parents in a rough attack she had been sent away to live with her aunt, a keeper.Alice was what one would call an urban werewolf who had no intention of finding her mate.But things didn't turn out as expected when the most handsome, powerful and dangerous Alpha of US claimed her as his mate. With her wolf in the heat but her mind warning her against the union. How will she resist being his Luna? *************** The loud beeping of my phone roused me from sleep, I shut the alarm and snuggled under the covers for few more minutes. I usually take time in waking up, so I have set an early alarm. I finally dragged myself out of the bed and quickly got into my daily routine. I am an architect, at 24, I am one of the youngest employees of Barton & Tom one of the leading Construction firms in London. Grabbing my coffee, I walked onto the train. I always keep my headphones on because I can hear everything. I mean literally, everything. I have extraordinary senses because I am not normal. I have extraordinary speed, agility, and strength.  No, I am not some superhero, I am a werewolf, however, unlike most werewolves, I do not live in a pack. No, I am not a rogue wolf either. I belong to one of the most powerful packs of North America, 'The Jade moon pack'. I am very much in touch with my older brother the Alpha of the pack Rick Anderson and the pack Beta, Bobby. My father's beta Thomas Jackson, and his lovely wife Martha. I even visit my pack annually during Christmas. However, I prefer living independently. Rather, I have got used to this lifestyle. There is a reason why I live away. When I was 9, I had accompanied my parents to New York City for some inter-werewolf conference, I was overly excited about the trip. As we were staying right in front of the central park. But things did not turn out as expected. I do not remember much but my father died trying to protect me from the rogues and other packs. Werewolves are violent and territorial. They fight over the littlest of things. My father died in a were war. My mother died soon after due to a broken heart. They were mates. That is one of the reasons I do not want to find my mate. The mated wolves are like two halves of a soul. They either die or turn mad with grief if their mate is l...

The Lycan King 'He was her saviour and she was his redemption.' Avalyn has been a slave of her fathers's murderer for eight years before he sold her off in an auction. Nikolai didn't plan on finding his mate, but now that he did, he was going to keep her, even if he had to be her mate, her master or her lover. He'll take her as she will have him. Follow Nikolai and Avalyn on their journey from being the Alpha and Luna of The Rogue Pack to becoming the Lycan King and Queen.Trigger warning: sexual acts of violence. The contents of this book are graphic and light BDSM involved.Feel free to check out the sequel: *The Faye Queen*! *************** Nikolai "Are you sure she is here?" Alexander asked me as we stepped out of the car. "Yes. My men have found her." I replied. I wouldn't be wasting my time like this if I wasn't sure. Alex was an old friend of mine. He was a part of my pack before he met his mate and joined the Wintercrown Pack. And now he needed to rescue his omega mate before she is auctioned off. Apparently there was an attack on his pack. The attackers were unknown but they stole a lot of money and kidnapped females. Their Alpha was killed because of which his twenty year old son had to stand up as the new Alpha. Too many lives were lost and the pack was still unstable to go get so many females back and potentially risk getting into a war. So Alex approached me. And here we were, in New York, half way across the world from Jivan, the land I called home. "I want to kill them all." A growl left his throat. "You will not cause a fight." I spoke sharply. He isn't thinking straight. Having a mate does that to you. "We will get her and then get out. You pay for her right now, I'll have it wired back to you in a week or so. Remember - one mistake and she is gone forever." He grunted. The building was taller and grander than what I had expected it to be. It had a victorian architecture that looked like it was straight of of a fairytale. That's what they wanted the humans to believe though, that this was a safe haven and nothing could ever go wrong here. It looked like a perfect place for a luxury stay but I knew what actually goes down here. Auction of slaves. "Name." The guard at the door asked arrogantly. "Alpha Volkov." Mikhail answered. Recognition lit up the guard's eyes before I saw fear. His body stiffened before he quickly opened the door. The bidding had already started when we entered so we took our seats. The humans on the stage were between the age group of sixteen to twenty four, of varying sizes, colour and level of training. We could pick and choose which one we wanted according to our taste. The rest of the ballroom was decorated in black and red colours. The lights were strategically placed so that no one could see someone's face until the person wanted to show his face. High rise chandeliers hung from the ceiling, more to give off a luxurious look than to give off light. The entire room had tables around with people sat and in

Samantha didn't know what she was, until Alpha Jack and Luna Sara saved her from her old alpha. He was a sick man, driven mad by the loss of his luna and he abused Samantha for it. She was a true omega. Her new pack taught her that she was a gift from the Moon Goddess herself. She has the ability to calm any wolf and because of this gift, her new pack is thriving. She also causes every wolf to become extremely protective over her, because of this, it's doubtful that she will be blessed with a mate. A mate is supposed to be protective and it would be difficult for the Moon Goddess to find a wolf strong enough to withstand the pull of an omega mate.Samantha is glad that she won't have to worry about a mate. She doesn't want to trust anyone outside of her pack and strong males are extremely untrustworthy in her experience.Everything is going well until her old pack begs her new one for help. The pack's new alpha is Sammy's mate. Can Sammy trust the new alpha or will he mistreat her? Can she forgive her old pack and save them from themselves? *************** Samantha sighed as she got up. Alpha had hit her yet again last night. No matter what she did, he was always mad at her lately. She couldn't do anything right. She painfully pulled her small, eight year old body out of the closet that Alpha insisted that she sleep in. She quickly looked around and relaxed when she realized that he was already gone for the day. She remembered that they were having a new pack visit for some training today and reasoned that he left early to greet them. She better get to work while everyone was out of the pack house. Alpha wanted her to clean the house but she was forbidden from letting anyone see her. It made her life even more difficult. Alpha would hit her if she didn't get her work done but he would also hit her if anyone saw her. She didn't stand a chance most days but since everyone should be at training, she should have a few hours to clean. Hopefully she could most of her weekly cleaning done and Alpha would be pleased for once. She scurried down the stairs and decided to clean the common rooms first since those were the hardest to clean and the most used. She finished the entertainment room, kitchen and lounge. Now she just had to clean the library. She pulled her cleaning supplies into the room noisily and froze when she heard two sharp intakes of breath. She slowly started to back out of the room. "Stop" a powerful, deep voice commanded. Samantha closed her eyes. He was another alpha. She could tell by the voice. "I'm sorry Alpha. I thought that everyone was out training" she mumbled with her eyes still closed. "Come here" he commanded and she did as she was told. She opened her eyes and walked toward the two figures. One was a huge man with black hair and dark eyes. The other was a curvy woman with gray eyes and auburn hair. The woman smiled at her while the man frowned. "I'm so sorry. Alpha David will be so mad if he finds out that you saw me. Plea

Darcy a 17-year-old Alpha Female wants nothing more than to be loved. Being always ignored by her parents and looked down upon, the only love she ever knew was from her elder twin brother, Dylan and her best friend Lavender. She believes all her miseries will come to an end when she finds her mate. Colton is the next in line Alpha King who wants nothing more than to take his childhood sweetheart Patrina as his chosen Queen. He doesn't want anything to do with his true mate and wishes to spend his life with the woman he loved, but everything changes when he finds his true mate on the day of his coronation ceremony and is forced to accept her as his Queen and Mate. Stephen is the next in line Beta of the royal pack or so he thought. He has always been in love with Darcy but decided to stay away when he realised she wanted to find her true mate. Everyone's worlds come crashing down when Darcy is accused of a murder conspiracy. While proving Darcy innocent a lot from the past is revealed leaving everyone shocked. Will Darcy be able to find the love she always craved and deserved? Will Colton realise his mistake before it is too late? Will Stephen be able to move on with his life without Darcy? Follow on their journey to find out. *************** I made my way inside the ballroom where the coronation was taking place. I didn't want to be a part of the ceremony because it would really hurt to see the one you have loved for so long take someone else as his partner. I wanted to be in that place but I knew that I was not the one he loved, he could never love me even if I was his mate because he found the one he loves. I am dreading to be a part of the ceremony and I have no choice but to attend it. Today is my 18th birthday and I am supposed to find my mate today. But, here I am attending the coronation of the one person I have been crushing on since I was a kid. To top it all Dylan is away for his Alpha training and I miss him terribly. He is the only one I can call family because my parents don't care about me. I don't remember a birthday where they wished me "Happy Birthday" and still, I have to be the one attending the ceremony today on behalf of the Alpha because next in line Alpha, my brother Dylan is away for training. I wish I was allowed to attend the training with Dylan. I really miss him at least he would have been with me if I went for the training, but unfortunately, I am not allowed to be a part of the Alpha training even after being an Alpha female, all thanks to my parents. I shook my head trying to get rid of all these thoughts and attend the ceremony I am here for. Maybe I can be lucky and find my mate as there are a lot of packs attending the coronation ceremony today. I mean a girl can dream right? On the other hand, it is good that I am not going to be alone at the ceremony because I will be able to spend time with my best friend Lavender. I mean if Dylan was here today then I would have definitely been alone because I am sure that

Confessions of the Alphas "Love me or hate me, either way I'm already on your mind. I win. You lose." *** As the Alpha King of all werewolves and lycans, Aero needed to be fair to all. He ruled with an iron fist, a steady head and a balanced emotion. He was perfect in everything except for one. He had issues with the opposite sex. Since a child, he hated women. He never liked them and always avoided them. However, what if a woman suddenly materialized on his bed just as he was about to sleep? How could he avoid her then? Genre: Werewolf Romance, Fantasy, Mystery, Adventure, Smut Status: Complete All Rights Reserved JMFelic Books 2020 THIS BOOK IS COPYRIGHTED BY THE GOVERNMENT OF THE PHILIPPINES. THE AUTHOR HAS GIVEN MOBOREADER ONLY AUTHORIZATION TO POST THIS STORY IN THEIR APP. THIEVES WILL BE DEALT WITH ACCORDINGLY. *************** Paintings. I always love them. Whenever there was an art show near Manhattan, I make it a point to go, check the artworks and possibly buy one. Or two. Or three of them. What I look for in a painting are the strokes the painter uses, the use of colors and how they blend in with the picture in general, and of course, the drawing. I'm a sucker for fantasy-inspired paintings. Fantastical landscapes, still pictures, mythical creatures, men and women wearing weird clothing, oh yes. I collect them all. They always reach out to a part of my soul that I had been guarding since I lost my parents. They always call out to a part of me that I'm not sure what. Maybe, my parents as painters could be a reason. They influenced my tastes after all. But deep inside me, I knew there was always something special about these type of paintings that I couldn't quite figure out. One rainy day, I ran across an antique shop in downtown Manhattan about to be closed by the bank for bankruptcy. The different antique displays were spread all over the street in the hopes that some passers-by would still buy them. I caught sight of a beautiful painting of a landscape. Breathtaking it was and purely, for lack of a better word, out-of-this-world. The painting showed a mountain range with its slopes covered in autumn trees. In the center of this mountain range, just nestled on top the hill, was a silver castle. The details were extraordinary. Magical even. I couldn't resist its call, so in the end, I bought it. Plus, I didn't want it to be wet with the rain. I wanted to give it a home. The antique shop owner, an old lady probably in her late sixties, was gracio...

Nicole was just your average girl. Other than the fact that she's the Omega and the Alpha just happens to be a tad bit obsessed with her. No one liked her, not even her wolf would look at her twice. When life was going nowhere but down, someone showed the light on her. And man was he handsome. Unable to believe it at first, Nicole was dumbfounded in the face of her "mate." But he stole her without a second glance. The Alpha didn't like that very much. He didn't stop fighting for her back till his last breath, and even after that, the Luna wouldn't stop until she had her vengeance. But along the way she made friend after friend. To a mermaid to a pair of redheads, Nicole shared her love with everyone. Then when they thought they made friends with everyone, they adopted a new one. *************** Some might think that living in a pack is one of the best things that could happen to a person. You've got family and friends surrounding you at all times. But for me, I was the Omega. I was the slave/training dummy that everyone passed around. Plus, the Alpha would use me for his sexual pleasure. Him, being an unmated Alpha, his hormones are all over the place and he has no one to tell him no. I'm just his toy. I have to say though, Alpha Kane was something to look at. I might be one lucky girl to bed him, other than the fact that it isn't my choice. That's kinda a downfall. Geez, where are my manners! I'm Nicole Valentine. I was born in Dripping Fang pack, 2nd most powerful in the world. I was born of two brilliant people. Courtney and Terrence Valentine. Though I never met my father, my mother would always tell me his story. My father was one of the best trackers in the pack. He was beloved by all. After he passed no one looked at us the same. They saw us as worthless without him. That is how we became omegas. On the rare chance of someone having sympathy for my mother and me, someone else would tell us off quickly. I've become numb to the constant hate surrounding us. Today was just another blurred day. I had my mother's features. Black hair that hadn't been cut in so long that it curled up around my waist and her striking green eyes. Nothing to remember my father by. My mother and I were housed at the back of the pack, lost within the shroud of dense trees in a small dismantled cabin. My mother was standing in the kitchen over the stove. She shifted her weight over to her other leg and stirred whatever was in the pan. "Morning mamma," I planted a kiss on her cheek and peek over her shoulder into the pan of sizzling cheesy scrambled eggs. "Good morning love," she greeted back with a smile. Even in the worst place in town, she still had a smile light up a room. The sun must be jealous. "Allow me," I slipped the spatula out of her hand and slid in front of her. She chuckled and pulled the peanut butter out of the cabinet. Opening it for me, she shoved a spoon in it and turned to grab some cups. I picked up the spoon and began to eat the peanut butter w