Horse Without Name

The highly pack can't be possibly mix with the mere lycan. That's the rule within the Moonless Pack, but how can a woman who despise everything surely accept such a rule? Her name is Shallyeah, leave behind the ordinary world with bitterness in her heart. For the sake of her father happiness, she will become someone important in the Moonless Pack in no time. But how can she resist... to break the rules she despise even from the start? Mated with the Lycan is the end of her, and the happiness of his father. But she's tired for all the disappointment to just let the hell loose without grandeur of exit!

Three people. Two billionaires. One choice. Zero chance things will go well. Scarlett Watson had a plan. Graduate business school, marry her secret boyfriend, Grayson and become COO of his family's company. That is until Lee Windsor decides to pursue her, causing her clear future with Grayson to become blurred and messy. With both men offering her love and financial stability, she's not sure which direction to go. Scarlett finds herself wondering which one of them is in it for the right reasons and if without them she can still make a name for herself.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, Harrison Drummond arrives with the woman he's been seeing behind my back. Tears fill Kate McCauley's eyes. Before I even have a chance to speak, she drops to her knees in front of me. "Ms. Kershaw, love isn't about who came first or last. Harrison and I care for each other with all our hearts. Please, let us be together." I turn to look at Harrison. With a heavy heart, he lifts Kate into his arms. The man who's always obsessed with cleanliness now wipes her tears away, not caring about the mess she leaves behind. Without raising his gaze, he says, "Kate has been by my side without any official name or title. I owe her that much. Don't worry, she's not after anything else. Having her here is no more than adding an extra pair of cutlery at the table." With that, he carries Kate into the bedroom and closes the door behind them. He seems to have completely forgotten that today is our wedding anniversary. Does he even remember the other woman who followed him without status seven years ago? I stare at the glowing "Happy Anniversary" sign resting on the table. In that instant, I realize there is no future left for us.

Shadow Stalker and Isabella Romano were the best of friends until one fateful day when they watched their peaceful village ruthlessly attacked by a savage pack. In the aftermath that followed, one experienced the death of a parent, the other disappeared off pack lands without a trace, and when they finally reunite years later, sparks fly, hearts break, passions smolder, and one wolf's betrayal could spell the end of life as they know it. Warning: This series is copyrighted under New Zealand law. All works related to The Fated series belong solely to Venom01. Any attempt to list any part of this on a website under a different name will result in prosecution.

Hi, my name is Anika Henderson. I'm 18 and this is the story of my life in 2424. We are slaves to vampires The vampires are our Masters and we have no choice but to follow their commands. We are like insects, even insects are better than us because they're free. I just turned 18 and I'm being sent to the Lord of all vampires, a pure blood, to join the competition of who gets to be his whore/food. I refuse to be any of that, but you can't tell a king no without getting hurt right? Read on as Anika faces the competition with so many girls of class and status or both.

Bad things happen to good people. That's what Luna Sharon found out the painful way. Falsely accused of a crime she didn’t commit, scorned by her Alpha,betrayed by her own pack and sentenced without mercy, Sharon was tortured and burned alive under the cold gaze of the moon. But when her cries of innocence reach the Moon Goddess she is given a second chance, at a huge cost, but she is willing to pay it. With a new face,new name and old desire for vengance, Sharon will make sure those who wronged her will go down as she did, in a prye of tears and blood.

Kane Porter was as boring as his name implied. Of all the financial coordinators under me, he was the one least likely to be interesting on an intoxicated evening. Kane was quiet, well-mannered and nobody was friends with him. I was his boss and I got along well with everyone until I came across a problem. The account I'd been skimming from had a good hunk of change missing now. Not good. How could I have it investigated without flagging myself for the ten thousand dollars I'd 'borrowed'? There was only one thing I could do. Porter was a nice guy. He'd help me out. No one could be safer to ask...

Not so fast blue eyes,what did I say about disobeying my orders? he asked with an angry face as he move closer to her his voice dangerous and possessive I try to defend myself but the look he gave me made me zip whatever that want to come out off my mouth up. I'm going to punish you blue eye,you are mine and you belong to me alone,why will you wear something Skippy for other male to stare at? Strip!! ...... His name is Lorenzo, a devil incarnate that kill without mercy,he owns the mafia world,his name scream fear . Just one encounter with selena and he became obsessed calling her his but what happen when she is too pure for the kind of world he owns...can a Catholic sister blend into the mafia world? Selena who has worship God all her life and raised in a righteous way. What happen when she gets entangled with the most deadliest mafia lord? Will she be able to change this sinner?

One night I had an unforgettable dream about my mate; my handsome, flawless and mesmerizing mate. Ever since that night I dream about him almost every night, but I forget what he looks like every morning. His name, species, hair color, and even his voice are things I can't recall, but what I can remember is how he makes me feel when his lips meet mine—complete and lost without him. And now, when I'm soon eighteen, and about to enroll in a new school, I'm hoping to find him—my beautiful mate.

Kane Porter was as boring as his name implied. Of all the financial coordinators under me, he was the one least likely to be interesting on an intoxicated evening. Kane was quiet, well-mannered and nobody was friends with him. I was his boss and I got along well with everyone until I came across a problem. The account I’d been skimming from had a good hunk of change missing now. Not good. How could I have it investigated without flagging myself for the ten thousand dollars I’d ‘borrowed’? There was only one thing I could do. Porter was a nice guy. He’d help me out. No one could be safer to ask…