This is a collection of werewolf stories that will keep you on the edge of your seat, flipping through the pages and wanting more.
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Book1: Her Alpha Mate
Freya is the joy and life of the pack. All revere her as the daughter of Alpha.
She's blessed by the moon goddess. The Moon Goddess blessed her with a heart of gold.
But her mate Zack, an alpha, doesn't want her because he doesn't want a mate.
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Book 2: Her Broken Mate
Sarah is now twenty-three and still without a mate.
When visiting the packhouse, she finally found her mate.
The son of the Alpha. The hottest man she ever met.
But he is a mute.
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Book 3: Her Passion
Ava is a rogue who is forced by a new law to attend a school for werewolves for a year. There she meets her mate, a certain Alpha, who has a grudge against all rogues. Will he get the life he has always longed for, or will his pride get the better of him?
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Book 4: Her Annoying Mate
Mary James has had a pretty rough life. After being betrayed and heartbroken by both her boyfriend and her father, Mary moves to a small town to find comfort with her mother. All isn't as it seems, and soon Mary finds herself in a world she didn't even know existed outside of novels and movies. Not only does the city seem bizarre to her, but her senses sharpen, her temper gets out of control, and her hunger grows. When an arrogant, egotistical, sexy and possessive alpha male who didn't want her in the first place comes along, her life seamlessly descends into madness.

Alpha Doesn't Want A Mate

I groaned as I awoke, the sun shining through the gap in my curtains rousing me from my slumber. Sitting up, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and brushed my dark, matted hair behind my ear as I scanned my small flat. I did not have much money and I lived alone, but since I travelled a lot, I did not need a big flat, especially if it was just me living there.


Looking around, I noticed my bedroom, the black sheets, which had become thin from my above-average body heat, covered the double bed pressed against the wall. I had no photos with me, my shelves were filled with either books or papers scattered throughout the rooms of my flat. As I stood up, I stretched and a yelp came from my slightly uneven lips as I felt my shoulder crack deliciously.


I know you are wondering who I am, so let me explain. My name is Ava Gold and


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