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A steamy encounter between the feisty Izaya and the sexy Elijah leaves both parties longing for more. What was supposed to be one night turned into an arranged mate-ship between Izaya and Elijah’s packs. Are the stars aligned for this pair? Or will the connection between Izaya’s dark past and Elijah’s secret tear them apart?

Age Rating: 16+


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A steamy encounter between the feisty Izaya and the sexy Elijah leaves both parties longing for more. What was supposed to be one night turned into an arranged mate-ship between Izaya and Elijah’s packs. Are the stars aligned for this pair? Or will the connection between Izaya’s dark past and Elijah’s secret tear them apart?

Age Rating: 16+

Original Author: Sangbe


“So…?” He asked in anticipation.

“So, what?” I shot back, annoyed.

“Aren’t you gonna say something?” he asked, shifting uncomfortably.

“What is there to say? You just told me what my parents have been telling me to do for years. This means that they are getting impatient and I need to find a mate soon or they will be picking someone for me.”


Honestly, I’m tired of people telling me what I need or what I should do. Everyone always wants something from it’s always about them, but what about what I want?

Serious relationships were never really my forte. I don’t believe in soulmates and so the very idea of tying myself to only one person for the rest of my life was repulsing.

Nails on a chalkboard or walking on hot coals sounded more appealing to me. And, besides that, it was boring.

There was so much to see and do in life, why would you want to be tethered to one person for the extent of it?

What if you get tired of each other? What if he had a Star Wars collection you didn’t know about until six months in? What if he turned out to be a serial killer? Or worse, a momma’s boy?

Yeah, no thanks.

At one point, I was like most other young girls, dreaming about the idea of forever and the big white wedding I would have someday.

I practiced signing my name with my crush’s last name, I’d daydream about the mansion we would live in and all the children we’d fill it with.

I wasn’t always so cynical about the thought of forever, but I guess that’s what a string of good-for-nothing losers will do to a girl.

Swallow her dreams and spit them back up until she can’t even imagine wanting those things anymore.

First, there was Sam, my middle school boyfriend who was determined to make me into a proper church-going girl to impress his preacher father.

It didn’t matter how many times I tried to explain that it wasn’t me, he still didn’t listen.

In high school, there was Adam the foreign exchange student who pronounced my name in such a way I could envision wedding bells.

I didn’t eat for a week when he had to return to England at the end of the summer, promising to write to me.

Guess those letters got lost in the mail.

There was even Liam, a pre-law frat boy I met at Uni. Turns out, he wasn’t as sweet and gentlemanly as he let on.

All of those relationships failed in comparison to Dale Mackey though.

While I hadn’t exactly had a string of winners before him, it was my relationship with him, or at least the downfall of it, that made me swear off relationships for good.

A year and a half in, I was thinking about our future and wondering when we would take the next step. Little did I know he had a “future” and “the next step” planned with two other girls as well.

If our breakup hadn’t been excruciating enough, I would never be able to completely cut ties with the guy.

He worked for my father and I would run into him all the time at barbecues, weddings, even Sunday dinner sometimes.

No matter how hard I tried to get away from him, he was always around. In the end, I knew our breakup was for the best for a number of reasons, but it didn’t stop it from stinging.

Every time we ran into each other, I would put on a brave face and try to act like I was happy to see him, but inside it was silently killing me, setting fire to every fairytale illusion I had.

So it wasn’t like I had never given relationships a chance, it was just that I had experienced enough bad ones to be scarred beyond belief.

I liked to keep things short. It was like my own way of protecting myself from ever letting anyone close enough to hurt me again.

The way I looked at it, I was lucky I had figured it out so soon in life, I would save myself a lot of broken hearts this way. Relationships and long-term commitments just weren’t my cup of tea.

The dating part, on the other hand, now that was something I was actually good at.

I loved the freshness of dating when you’re still trying to impress each other when it’s all fun, no commitment or games. Anything past three, four dates tops, has me running for the hills.

Men always started to lose their allure to me at this point, especially if they started throwing around terms like “girlfriend” or “mate.” I certainly didn’t need that kind of negativity in my life.

I had this dating business down to a science. I offered as little information about myself as I could, and tried not to remember any more personal details than absolutely necessary.

It makes it harder to walk away from a guy when I know he saves kittens in his spare time, or that he spent his summers volunteering for Doctors Without Borders.

Details meant getting personal and getting personal meant being vulnerable.

As soon as I started to feel smothered or like they were getting too close, I turned on the charm and had them thinking that breaking it off was their idea.

It hadn’t worked on everyone and I had ended up with a few clingers, but for the most part, I was able to step away without any strings attached. What can I say, I guess we all have our talents.

Tonight was date number one with Toni, Gamma from a neighbouring pack that my sister, Nadia, and her mate, Langdon, were trying to set me up with.

This Toni didn’t exactly sound like my type, but I agreed to it on the premise that he was hot and that I was doing this as a favor for Nadia.

Toni was Langdon’s good friend and I figured I could entertain just about anyone for one night.

Despite my own qualms about relationships, everyone in my family was eager for me to settle down, especially my father.

I think my wild ways had run their course with him and all he wanted was for me to find a nice guy and have a bunch of babies because that’s just what women in my family were expected to do.

I was pushing the clock in their eyes, even at twenty-two.

I gave myself one more look in the mirror and smoothed the wrinkles out of my navy blue dress.

It was new, and I had been unsure about it at first, but seeing the way it popped against my tan skin and black hair, I knew it was perfect.

Grabbing my purse, I headed out of my room and down the stairs.


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Walking into the club, I find myself getting lost in the large crowd that filled the place. taking a seat at the bar, I just sit there taking it all in.

The bartender appeared and I ordered a shot of vodka and downing it without thinking twice before ordering another one.

A couple of rounds later, I find myself regretting drinking so much. I don’t drink well. I’m too tired to have a hangover.

The waiter moves away and I have no idea why, but my eyes lift across the bar, where a man is sitting in a booth.

Another man walks up to him and starts talking to him. The man whose face I can’t see rises to his feet.

I tear my gaze away, attending to the bartender, before taking my drink. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the bartender’s charming personality that did the trick but I suddenly felt a lightness.

One that I hadn’t felt in a long time.

And for the first time in forever, I felt normal, even though my world was just turned upside down.

Feeling like I’m being watched I look back up my eyes meeting with him. We sit there, staring across the room at each other for what could be seconds or perhaps minutes.

Before he stands up making his way toward me. I finally got a good look at him.

Tall, dark, and lethal, good-looking with a hint of power. As he got closer I noticed he gave off a very strong Alpha scent.

He smelled like authority and aggressiveness.

A normal wolf would tuck his tail tight between his legs. But not me. For some reason, this made me more intrigued.

I watched him close the space between us, his stride long and calculated. He’s a wolf on a hunt and I think I might be his next prey.


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Confessions of a Naughty Nanny

When a famous music producer moves to Lake Starlight it can’t just be a coincidence. It’s the universe helping to move things along in the right direction so that Griffin Thorne can discover me.

I have to confess—I’ll do whatever it takes to make that happen.

Confession #1: I may have overhead that he was in search of a nanny. What can I say? My brother has a big mouth.

Confession #2: It’s possible I helped along the assumption that I had nanny experience. Hey, babysitting my nieces and nephew counts, right?

Confession #3: There’s a good chance I oversold my qualifications. But my Grandma Dori backed me up, so it’s not completely my fault.

And it worked. He hired me. Only for me to find out that he left the business.

I guess it’s on to Plan B.

When he accidentally overhears me singing, I expect nothing from him. Then he asks to work with me on a song for our town’s Founder’s Day Parade and it feels like a dream come true. Until…

Confession #4: I’ve fallen for him.

Point of No Return

Selfless, sensible Elizabeth has always played it safe. When she visits her cousin in Greece and finds her entangled in a mysterious new romance, it’s only natural that she has concerns. That is, until she meets Luca Costas. The dangerously handsome gangster-turned-playboy becomes obsessed with the English rose, and does everything in his power to keep her by his side. Will this paradise become a prison for Elizabeth? Or will her growing affection for Luca be enough to overcome his violent past?

Age Rating: 18+

Note: This story is the author’s original version and does not have sound.


When terrifying hallucinations of shadow people send fourteen-year-old Melinda Johnson to a mental hospital, her picture-perfect family starts to unravel, and problems swept under the rug pile up. Has karma finally caught up with the Johnsons? Or are the shadow people to blame?

Age Rating: 18+

Someone Like Xavier

A week before she starts her last year of college, Melody has a one-night stand with a sexy stranger. She doesn’t expect to see him again, but she can’t seem to forget him and the connection they shared. So, Melody is shocked when the mysterious man turns up at her graduation, and even more shocked when she sees who he’s with. They can’t deny the chemistry and passion between them, but they also can’t be together. Will fate keep them apart forever, or can they find a way to each other?

Age Rating: 18+

Her Familiar Stranger

Celyan has had the biggest crush on her brother’s best friend, Liam, since she was a teenager; even now that she’s grown up and the CFO of her family’s company, she still thinks about him. Liam’s a billionaire playboy who has more sense than to get involved with his friend’s sister. She’s off-limits and always has been… But when they’re both in Voluntas Tua—the infamously sexy club—nothing is forbidden!

Age Rating: 18+

The Book of Bixby

Powerful and impulsive, Haley Bixby is a young warrior witch living in Seattle—and in the shadow of her mother’s legacy. Haley and the Sisters in their Coven live under a strict code, but one rule stands supreme: all wizards must be killed. When Haley botches a mission and risks her Coven’s safety, she vows to make things right. But the wizard she must defeat is most powerful foe she’s ever encountered, and his twisted plot is bigger than anyone could have anticipated. Especially when Haley realizes that his mission is personal.

Age Rating: 16+

The Tech Billionaire’s Assistant

Octavia Wilde knows exactly the kind of person her boss is: a ruthless billionaire who only notices other people when they fail him. Raemon Kentworth has never hid that—why would he bother? He’s one of the hottest guys on the planet and on his way to owning it all. Things like caring about his employees are beneath him…that is, until he meets Octavia. Now all bets are off.

Age Rating: 18+ (Trigger Warning: Kidnapping, Violence.)

The Starlit Wolf

After her family is brutally killed by rogue wolves, Sage, a human, moves to the united Fire Wolf and Wolf Moon Packs. She soon finds the two alphas are not what they seem. Sage can sense change coming…but there’s no way to prepare for it!

Age Rating: 18+ (Rape, Violence, and Gore)