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True Mates

True Mates

" Layla!" Ace growled as he barged into her room. what was he looking for in her house? Her room? "How dare you call my name like that!" She fired back at him. They had an open argument earlier in school today and she won. Could it be he came to deal with her? "You don't know how you look like with that face, get a straw, you suck!" She clicked her tongue with an irritated look on her face Before she took a step, in a Swift motion, Ace stood before her grabbing her neck and pushed her to the wall. "Arrgh!" She yelped and grabbed his hands. "You know I could slit your throat right now, I could kill you Layla! Don't push me" he growled beside her ears and pulled away to see a tear roll down her cheeks. With an unreadable look on his face, he stepped back. "You can insult me, throw me around, beat me but you can never kill me!" She yelled at him with an unknown confidence " And why's that?" " You, Ace, I've already got you wrapped around my fingers and I haven't even done anything!" She pointed at him. ******** Layla Fulton is an 18 years old beautiful teenager from the Hill pride pack, a pretty girl that doesn't know what it's like to shape shift since she hasn't yet. Just on her first day of resumption to her dream university, she got on the nerves of no other guy but Ace Anderson; Feared by all pack members and respected by everyone, very proud and arrogant, wealthy, dominant and very possessive. As the pack leader of a Everbite wolf shifter clan, he became tasked with protecting the last of his kind from an enemy pack; Layla, he could not help but notice he was slowly getting attracted to her. And when they both realize they're true mates, he needs to decide between killing her and wanting her.
Thorns & Wildflowers

Thorns & Wildflowers

He wakes beneath a bleeding moon, surrounded by the dead. Again. Another night. Another alley. Another body count he didn't ask for. Cain Greymane has spent ten years as the Greymane Group's discarded curse-a half-wolf bastard branded with a thorn-shaped scar and left to rot. The family curse says he won't see thirty. The bounty on his head says he won't see tomorrow. Then a girl with no last name and no sense of direction shoves half a moldy loaf into his hands. Her stomach growls louder than the rain. When the hit squad comes, she steps in front of him. Lifts her eyes. And the pavement explodes with iron thorns. Thirty men die in three seconds. "I didn't mean to do that," she says. "Can you run away with me? I'm not good with directions." He swallows the bread. Nods. She doesn't know she's the lost daughter of a god. He doesn't know his dead mother left him an empire. All they know is this: everyone wants them dead. So they do the only thing that makes sense. They get married. In an abandoned church. With withered vines for rings. It's not a love story. Not yet. But when the Divine Realm sends its hunters, and the Chaos God whispers through the cracks in reality, and the curse on his chest starts to burn-she doesn't run. She wraps her arms around him from behind and says, "I'm not afraid of you." And for the first time in ten years, Cain's tail wags. Thorns & Flora - a dark urban fantasy where a broken wolf marries a forgetful demigod, and together they burn down heaven to build a home.