Never speak unless spoken to. Never look into his eyes. Never step out of line. Never speak his name. Never turn your back to him. And most of all...never talk about past Luna in front of him. Why? Because he killed his Luna, so the rumors say. <><> Book Two of the Broken Crown Series "I've read this book multiple times and I still can't get over the hauntingly beautiful story created" -imalollipop21 "Always a range of motion brought out which makes the reader feel like they are in the story and experiencing these emotions of hate and love" -EveeeS3 DISCLAIMER: This book contains mature content. Language, sexual context, gore, instances of rape, and and other dark elements.

《《 Sequel to Zion 》》 The dead should say dead, for death hath laid his hands on them for reasons to never question. It took her death to find out the truth. <> Book Three of the Broken Crown Series (Can be read without book 2) "It was not her time to die, and it will not be her time to die until we have lived out our lives together in happiness" -Zion

Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf | A Featured Wattpad Novel Her mate didn't want her, so the Alpha King claimed her. WARNING: multiple chapters are PRIVATE, meaning you must be a follower to read. Book One of the Broken Crown Series <><> "Zion is a breath of fresh air amongst the midst of werewolf stories... With no doubt, a twisting element of surprise awaits us all." -sayonaratui "I wish I could erase my memory and read this over and over again" -Ivona1950 <><> WARNING: MATURE, SEXUAL ELEMENTS, LANGUAGE, & DARK ELEMENTS

[COMPLETE] Some bonds can't be broken, even in death. -- He couldn't endure another heartbreak. "Accepting her would be a mistake," he said. "She's a human. I can't afford to have her blood on my hands." Gwen looked away, and he knew she saw the image that flashed in his mind. The slaughter. Bodies everywhere. The putrid stench of decay and metallic blood seeping through his fingers and staining the earth under his feet. The small, lifeless body in his hands whose death he couldn't prevent. And whose death he could never forget. "It won't be like that with her," she murmured to the floor. "I won't take that chance." Heavy with sorrow, her brown eyes looked up into his. "Not everyone is given a second chance. Take it." -- Soulmates only come along once in a lifetime. Or so everyone thought. She was his second chance. But her heart loved another. Fate would bring them together, and Fate would tear them apart. -- **A slow-burning, sensual love story with a splash of humor, a dash of action, and a lot of heart.** Rated PG-13 for adult content (coarse language, violence, and non-explicit sex) [There is a separate R-rated scenes book for those who want steamier scenes] CONTAINS: alpha lycan x human mates, strong female lead, second chance mates, reincarnation (tabula rasa), love-triangles, vampires, action, drama, humor, relatable characters, high stakes, passionate romances VOID OF: "insta-love," extremely possessive, aggressive, abusive alpha mates, Stockholm Syndrome *OVERALL WINNER of 2017 Flower's Awards*

{Sequel to Smoke & Mirrors} 10 months since Sapphire lost her family. 8 months since she escaped the clutches of a monster. She might have escaped, but she did not leave undamaged. She knows she will never be the same again. Her soul still yearns for revenge for her family, she wants to charge into the storm. But what she does not know is that the storm is raging towards her. Lovely cover by @-wanderes

-Highest Ranking: No.15 in Wattpad's Werewolf Genre - Placed first in its genre in the 2018 Universe Awards -Placed first in its genre in the 2018 Titan Awards - Won the People's Choice Award for its genre in the 2018 Phoenix Awards - Placed first in its genre in the 2018 Royalty Awards {Prequel to War} Many young she-wolves have dreamed of meeting their mate, the one who would sweep them off their feet, at least that was what they were told. Sapphire Nightborne once dreamed of the same thing until she met hers, a true monster. Instead of marks of love, he left whip marks , words of love were replaced with those of hate. "Congratulations Damien, you finally broke me." Join her as she struggles to be the master of her own fate. Lovely cover done by @-wanderes (Wattpad)

I cursed myself. I was in love with him. My heart hammered inside my chest, as I repeated the words. I was in love with him. I could feel my mind scrambling to defend itself, but it didn't. I was in love with him. I was. I had spent so much time trying to hate him I had looked past the obvious. I was in love with Dezmond Collins. He just killed a man right in front of me, and I was still clutching onto him never wanting him to let me go. I lost everything because of him, my family, my life, everything. I was completely aware of him murdering innocent women and children, and yet I was also completely aware how much I didn't care. I was pathetic. I knew how much of a monster he was, but here I was falling head over heels. I was becoming infatuated with his very existence, and I hated myself for it. I hated him. I repeated those words to myself. I hate Dezmond Collins. Even I could hear how much of a lie that was. How could I ever love something like him? He was a monster. He was a ruthless, cold monster. What part of ruthless monster did my mind not understand? Every part of my body was warm being in his arms, yet my mind was screaming at me to stop. My mind was telling me how stupid I was being. I can't possibly begin to love a monster. He would never love me. He can't love, anyone or anything, so why am I getting my hopes up only to have them completely crushed? "Kendal" I was pulled out of my bubble of over-thinking, I looked up at him. "Are you going to let me go?" he asked me sounding irritated. I should. I should let everything go, I should leave here as soon as possible. I should run away and never return. Because I'm falling in love with a monster. My breath caught in my throat at the realization. I knew it was true no matter how much I denied it. No matter how much I avoided it. I knew how right I was. I was falling in love with Dezmond Collins. *Warning: This story is really frustrating but its worth it in the end*

Book Two of the Talon series....

Imagine living in a world where you are the last of an age old race, a world where supernatural creatures once prevailed. Talon knows exactly what that’s like, she’s lived her entire life believing she is the last of her kind; a race she knows very little of. Her fading memories of a less than delightful childhood her only clue to her ancestry. One rule she never forgot despite her early fascination with them was to stay far away from the Black Slayers, especially the Cursed One. After centuries of living as a pre-pubescent teen something strange happens; suddenly her body starts to develop, maturing at an accelerated pace. Her once dark hair lightens with each passing day, her skin glowing with vitality. Peculiar things start to happen. An encounter with two young men with a curious interest unleash foreign feelings - a strong, irrational pull in the pit of her stomach. Talon learns just how hard it is to keep her secret safe and people are not always what they seem to be.

All Evelyn wanted was a quiet and simple life that she had been working towards and finally it is in her grasp. But fate as usual has a different idea. Now, Evelyn finds herself in the middle of a conflict she had nothing to do with and no idea how to make out of it alive in one piece