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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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Millennium Wolves – Christmas Special

Your favorite Millennium Wolves are back—and this time they’ve got Christmas fever! Join Sienna, Aiden, and the rest of the gang for a Happy Holidays Treat. The chapters are set sometime after the first book—in a dreamy winter wonderland that doesn’t affect the main story—so there’s no need to worry about spoilers! You’d better get in a festive mood because there’s more than enough haze to go around.

Stepbrother Dearest

When my stepbrother, Elec, came to live with us my senior year, I wasn’t prepared for how much of a jerk he’d be.

I hated that he took it out on me because he didn’t want to be here.

I hated that he brought girls from our high school back to his room.

But what I hated the most was the unwanted way my body reacted to him.

At first, I thought all he had going for him were his rock-hard tattooed abs and chiseled face. But things started changing between us, and it all came to a head one night.

Then, just as quickly as he’d come into my life, he was gone back to California.

It had been years since I’d seen Elec.

When tragedy struck our family, I’d have to face him again.

And holy hell, the teenager who made me crazy was now a man that drove me insane.

I had a feeling my heart was about to get broken again.

Dream of Me

What would you do if the man of your dreams stood before you? Leila is shocked and dazed on discovering that the masked stranger from a Halloween party, Nikoli, is the same man haunting her dreams. A man who dreams of her too…a man with whom her connection transcends this lifetime.

Age Rating: 18+ (Child Abuse, Extreme Violence/Gore, Kidnapping, Sexual Assault/Abuse, Blood)

My Warrior

Running from an abusive ex lands Opal quite literally in the arms of mysterious boxing champion, Warrior. But though Warrior’s seductive grip is enough to sweep Opal fast off her feet and into a whirlwind romance, she’s about to learn it’s hard to escape a dangerous past. In the competitive world of boxing, there are opponents on every corner of the ring…and playing for keeps sometimes means playing dirty.

Age Rating: 18+ (Content Warning: Assault, Kidnapping, Sexual Assault/Abuse, Stalker, Violence Against Women)

Coast to Coast

It was supposed to be a simple road trip, but you know what they say about best laid plans. Now, a little sister who couldn’t keep her hands to herself and a friend who should know better than to sleep with his best friend’s sister will face the consequences or crash and burn.

Age Rating: 18+ (Trigger Warning: Assault, Kidnapping, Miscarriage, Attempted Rape, Sexual Assault/Abuse, and Stalkers.)


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+

The Big Bad Wolf

RJ Macillister lives to make her alpha father proud. She’s a strong fighter and stellar student, ready to lead the family’s tech company and become alpha. Weakness is never an option. But weak is how she feels when she lays eyes on a blind date. Will his good looks and blue eyes be her undoing?

Age Rating: 18+

Rock My World

Fresh out of college, journalist Athena wants nothing more than to start her life and career the right way: by landing that perfect job and making a name for herself. The last thing she expected was to be going on tour with the world’s hottest—and I mean HOTTEST—rock star, Axel Anderson. Now Athena has to reevaluate her plans and decide if she’s willing to throw it all away for a chance to have her world rocked.

Age Rating: 18+ (Content Warning: Sexual Assault)