Zander is the alpha of the Red moon pack. He don't really want a mate or luna. The last thing he was expecting was to find the one women to change that. Isabella has been in a bad relationship for two long years. finally having enough courage to leave her friend helps her start over again an hopefully heal her soul an heart. But she wasn't expecting to cross paths with the alpha.

Ella Benson is a sweet soul with dreams of meeting her perfect mate, until a cruel rejection sets her on an unusual career path. Now, four years on, she has left behind her former girly personality and become a badass soldier for the Werewolf Military Council, excelling far beyond anyone else on her team. Men? She doesn’t need them for anything beyond physical pleasure. She hardened her heart to love a long time ago. That is until she meets a new handsome face who makes her reconsider her ‘no men, no drama’ policy. Lucas is the young, soon to be Alpha of the Blackstone pack. Handsome and strong, he has never had to work hard for any woman. Rejecting his mate was hard but it had to be done. For her own good as well as his. Four years later he finds himself pining for his lost love, his chances of finding happiness dwindling as he is haunted by his past decisions. What do you do when fate provides you with a second chance at love. Do you take it or let it slip through your fingers once again? *Contains scenes of a sexual nature throughout. * STORY COMPLETE Alpha Lucas POV Heading outside the air hits my face and I suck in a deep breath ready to be engulfed with her overwhelming, delicious scent. I grip the railing for dear life and steady my heartbeat as I hear the tapping of her heels approach. I turn to face her and up close I can appreciate her beauty even better. Her skin looks soft and has a tanned glow. Every inch of her body is perfection. My eyes drift up to her perky breasts hugged by her soft gown and I swear I start to grow hard just at the thought of having them in my hands. Her mouth is slightly parted in shock and I can’t help but imagine how good it would feel to run my tongue along those perfect soft lips. Sh*t. I need to get myself under control. “We need to go to our mate! We need to mark her and make her ours right now!!” My wolf claws at my brain begging to be set free to claim her. He knows what I’m about to do and he’s p**ed to say the least. He’s never been on board with the idea of rejecting our mate. It’s taking everything in me to hold him back and to go against every instinct in my body. Her innocent eyes stare right through me and this only strengthens my resolve. She’s too innocent. Too pure. She would be better off without me. I take a deep breath and say the words that I know I have to say... ... Back in my bedroom I drink the whole bottle quickly and allow myself to wallow in my pain and self pity. I close my eyes and instantly picture her beautiful face looking at me with pain and confusion. I feel a tear slide down my face in response. I’ll allow myself this one night to grieve for the relationship that I snuffed out before it even had a chance. As of tomorrow. It’s time to move forward. Without her chocolate eyes. Without her love. Without her.

When you wake up in someone else’s body, it tends to throw you for a loop. At least I knew whose body I was in. Not long ago, I’d learned the devastating secrets hidden in my family’s closet, which had led to the revelation my twin sister, Celeste—who I had been told was dead since birth—was alive, healthy and planning on killing me to start a revolution. Not her revolution, though. Victor’s. The immortal who'd been so severely wronged by my family decided to seek revenge against them and every other member in the Immortal Councils for any injustices caused. While I impatiently waited for this body to accept my soul, and regain my strength, Nikolai, Gabriel, Matt and Erwin were fast at work trying to gain Celeste’s trust. To show her what true, selfless love looked and felt like, because heaven knew Victor only ever fronted his affections for her. Since her birth he had abused her, forsaken her, and broken her in every way imaginable until she was just an obedient puppet. I wanted her to know what real life was like, to know the difference between Victor’s kind of love and real love. I was confident, if we succeeded in doing this, she would turn on her own against Victor and help us win this war. This did not overshadow the main reasons for why I was now a ghost. As my crew faced the daunting task of secretly turning Celeste, I had my own agendas to follow. Thankfully, only a few short weeks into my recovery I was visited by one of the Angelic Deities in the HIC. He’d found me after realizing Celeste was not who she said she was. After listening to my story, he decided to lend me his help in gaining a conference with his fellow Archangels. His suggestion on how to do that, though, was terrifying to say the least and would push me to the limits of everything I knew, to the very limits of my existence. Time would tell if either one of us was strong enough to rise like a phoenix from the ashes we had been chained in, or if we would ultimately perish.

After finding her parents dead from an apparent murder suicide at the age of 12, Mackenzie found herself sitting in the hallway of a police station. It was there when she saw a poster across from her listing off all the statistics of children in foster care. About how most of them became drug addicts, homeless or ended up in prison. How the teen pregnancy rate was higher and most of them never finish high school. The image of it burned itself into Mackenzie's mind. She vowed never to be those things. Now at 24 it seemed Mackenzie had kept to her word. She would be graduating with honors and she planned on starting her new job, but her college friends convinced her to go on a trip as a one last Hoorah before they started their lives in different states. Mackenzie had never been on any Vacations in her life. She had never drank alcohol or even had sex! She had been so strict on herself and this was going to be the one time she would let herself be free. To not be the girl who always said no but the girl who said yes to everything she wanted. It was there she met her mystery man, Dan. She wanted him from the moment she saw him and she could not deny herself one night with him. When morning came she was out the door before he opened his eyes and headed on a plane back to reality. To a place where the answer no was the safest way to go. A few weeks later when she found herself pregnant. Not only was this not in the schedule she had planed for her life but she did not even know the Father of her baby last name! Mackenzie poured herself into her work while trying to be excited and not terrified of her expectant motherhood when walking through her office door was none other than him, her Mystery Man! She was not at all prepared for the way her heart seemed to skip in her chest at the sight of him. Not at all prepared for the man who had not only turned her life upside down but also made her forget about saying no and made her only want to just say yes.

When packs across the world are attacked simultaneously by a cooperative of supernatural beings, the powerful Lycans are dragged into the fray with an ancient prophecy. Thrown together by fate, the cold and aloof king of the Lycans must best old enemies with the help of his fiery warrior mate. ----- She panted softly and looked up at him with dark expectant eyes. Alexander smirked and stripped his suit jacket off, rolled up his sleeves, and loosened the buttons of his shirt. She raised herself up onto her elbows in shock when he lowered himself onto his knees and began trailing open-mouthed kisses up on her thigh from her knees. Her breath hitched when he approached the apex, but she growled lowly when he skipped it and continued trailing kisses down the other side, back towards her knee. “Alexander we can’t – “ He nipped her thigh at her protest “Hush, let me, please.” He looked up at her, almost pleading. Her eyes widened and she nodded nervously. Grinning, he slid his hands up into her skirt and pulled her panties down, letting them drop on the ground. He continued kissing up and down her thighs, listening intently as her pants turned ragged. Satisfied that she was sufficiently wound up, he ran a tongue up...