Annabel McGromery is fragile. Small, quiet, and sweet, she stumbles upon the unfortunate presence of Blade Black. Blade is viscous, and nothing will change that. But when he finds his mate, and kidnaps her, can the sweet, fragile girl find it in her to escape? Maybe even hurt some people? Or, if she stays, can she accept Blade's ways? Not to mention she's a cat loving human among the werewolves.

║ "It's yours, Angel," he says, his voice husky and deep, "you can stare as much as you want." ║ Emmaline Jones isn't one for surprises. Anybody who knew her could tell you that. So when a hot guy suddenly decides to kiss her straight on the lips, she does the first thing that comes to her mind. . .and punches him. In the face. What's even more bizarre? The same guy keeps following her around and acting like she's his. What the hell is up with that?

❝Let me make that tingling sensation in between your thighs disappear, it will take only a moment, Red.❞ Only 60% of book is free / Sample only Red lived in a small town in Pennsylvania with her grandmother. The town was known to invite supernatural creatures every year. Whenever the mating season struck, it was a ritual for young women, human or not to stand partly dressed in the town center, blindfolded and ready be taken by the wild beasts lurking in the forest. Things take a twist when Red turns eighteen and she's ordered to participate in the ritual. Blindfolded on the night of evil, innocent Red is devoured by a man who called himself the Alpha. 18+ mature themes are included regularly.

⚠️ UNEDITED she heard people running in the distance and in an instant she felt herself get pinned to the floor, the young girl cried in both pain and fear. As he made her stand up, she went back to the floor because of the impact of his slap, blood oozed from her lips and she couldn't stand up as she felt dizzy, he grabbed her hair and whispered " you're such a little fox, you'll learn to never deceive me ." The petite girl cried in pain from the pressure on her scalp, followed by five of his soldiers along with his beta, the king put her on his shoulder returning to his tent. " she's dead the poor creature." Whispered one of the soldiers. Disclaimer: I do not worship violence against women at all and I am a strong-headed feminist it's all about imagination... #1 Monster/20.2K #1 purity #1 punishments #2 Wattpad 27/12/2020 #1 Possessive 09/01/2021 #1 Wattyawards 01/02/2021