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Brianna grew up among the socialites and the Occult of New Orleans. When her adoptive father dies when she is only 10 she discovers just how sinister her mother can be. Now 21 she is in a race against time to get out before the Vipers find out exactly what they are losing. So that one day she can return and seek the retribution owed for the death of her father and to keep his coven's legacy from falling into darkness. Following her fathers divine word as a seer she takes to the Bayou to discover "The Beast that is her heart," What she finds is a whole lot of testosterone and a struggling family trying to keep a foothold as their pack dies out. They too have a vendetta of their own, for an old wound that Brianna's presence dredges up in their hearts. Can Brianna avenge herself and her father? Can they each protect their hearts? Because there's more than one beast in the swamp that she is falling for. Will she choose wisely or will she even choose at all? Being tangled in a web of friendships, family and broken souls, will they find their way together? or will the Vipers devour her soul?

After becoming truly omnipotent he lost what was supposed to be his everything. His chosen. His beloved. Call it what you will, he lost a part of his soul. The only person who would tame the cruel beast that he was. Centuries have passed and the gods have shown him favour. He finds her. Or rather, she finds him but what will it take to keep her? *** It all changed when I met him. But it hadn't really changed. The world was still the same : the same trees: the same people. But now I saw the wolves that hid behind the trees, waiting to attack and the fangs the people hid behind their smiles. I saw them all. The witches that enchanted you in the night. The vampires that sucked you dry. The wolves that cut and tore at those who wandered in the woods. All the merciless creatures. And he was one of the them. He led them. He led his world and I even though I did not know it yet, I would too. If I survived it.

After a horrible accident with her sister, Kim, Kailani's life at the Iron Claw pack changed forever. Subjected to isolation, abuse, and the theft of her wolf, Kailani loses all hope of knowing the love of her family. After escaping her former pack, Kailana finds a home within the Blood Rose pack. Three years later, when she thought she could start with new 18, she was forced to face the ghosts of her past and back to the Iron Claw Pack, her peace and security are threatened. Her fated mate is revealed to be one of her tormentors. Three years later, Terry finds that his mate is Kailani but not Kim. How could it be? The one he hates most is should be his lover and mate. Will Terry choose to love his chosen mate Kim or his fated mate Kailani?

Blurb: Tasyra is a twenty year old werewolf who does not know her identity, only that she was born and bred in captivity. Following the death of her mother, she becomes a servant at the young age of ten. She undergoes a lot of hardships and is constantly humiliated by the Luna who hates her for reason she did not know. Finding out she is mated to the Alpha of the pack she works in, Tasyra finds herself soaked in more humiliation and suffering as she gets rejected by her mate after sharing a night in his bed and his mother and Luna-to-be makes life extremely hellish for her. Will she be able to overcome these challenges and fight her way out of it? Will she endure to the end and protect her unborn babies? Or will there be a new path for her, a string of hope to hold and pull through and discover who she truly is meant to be? Will be her mate bond with the Alpha bring them both joy or will they remain separated by the evil machinations of those against their happiness?

“I can scent your arousal, Mate!! You have to give in, you have to submit!” He warned with a deep voice and just then, my eyes bulged out before I turned to look at him. 'He knew we were mates all these while?' I thought inwardly as I stared at him in the dark. “You can't resist the urge for too long, Elora” he added, trying to convince me. “Never! I can hold it in! It'll end soon enough!” I declared defiantly, not wanting to submit to Alpha Killian, the one Alpha I hate and loathe.

It should have been amazing, my eighteenth birthday. The most important birthday of a werewolf's life. A time when our wolves finally appear and the first time we can identify our true mates. Like something out of a fairy tale. That was not what happened for me. Instead, I stood in my own home, surrounded by the blood of my parents, staring at their dead bodies. There was no celebration for me. The only gift I received was death and devastation. And the one who gave it to me was the one I should have trusted the most. My true mate. He ruined everything. But I will get revenge.