"Our mate is perfect," her wolf, told her. Tessa froze. A human mate? This was why she had needed Rowan so badly last night? But wolves didn't have human mates. It would never be accepted. "Yes, he is, but I can't have him. Not a human." *** As a hybrid between a wolf and a vampire, Tessa had almost given up on finding her mate. Unexpectedly, the moon goddess seemed to have played a joke on her. One night when she goes to the human world to let off some steam with her best friend Ellie, Tessa felt a strong pull to a certain handsome young man. In the throws of passion Tessa marked him, a human! What had she done?! Tessa and Rowan's worlds are about to get real complicated, real fast. Tessa's pack experiences hell on Earth when an old enemy rears its ugly head, and Tessa is thrown in the middle of it. She realizes just how powerful love can be when Rowan's life is threatened....more than once. These two lovers are about to uncover so many lies about who they really are. Can they make it through together, in one piece?

"Grace, stay hidden until I return. Do not make a sound or come out for any reason," her mother, the Luna of her pack told her urgently as she closed the hatch on the hidden crawl space under the floor. Young Grace was about to experience the aftermath of war.Her pack had been attacked by the most fearsome enemy, Blood Moon. As the young, hybrid princess of Raven Wood pack, she had lived a life of luxury. Her mother had drilled into her the importance of power from the moment she was old enough to walk. The Luna was a cunning woman who had clawed her way to her position. She was set to teach her daughter how to do the same. That fateful day, as Grace was pulled out of her hiding place and into her father's arms, she bore witness to the brutality of war. The blood, the screaming, the wailing of those grieving the lost. Her father carried her, holding her tightly, as they made their way through the pack, surveying what was left. Her mother had spotted a young boy kneeling beside his dead mother. His head was bowed as he cried silently. His jet black hair was stunning against his pale skin. But it was his eyes that had taken Grace's breath away. They were a breath taking mix of aqua and violet. She watched as her mother knelt beside him and took his hand. That was the day she met Silas, orphaned by the attack and selected by her mother for a specific destiny. Always cunning, her mother had seen an opportunity in young Silas, to mold him into a brave warrior, loyal to a fault. Grace and Silas had fates that were intertwined, destined to haunt each other's lives . A story of love and loss, greed and passion. Will Grace become her own woman or is she destined to become as her mother intended: Powerful and feared?

My bare feet splashed in the cold water of the creek. My cheeks pink from my exertion. Luca couldn't win again. I watched his back in front of me, his jet black hair fluttering in the wind of his speed. I was about to catch up to him when he turned his head. He flashed that mischievous, smug smile of his. My muscles burned as I pushed myself harder, finally passing him. I laughed victoriously, twirling around, the water splashing around me. When I stopped my celebrating I turned, trying to find Luca but he was gone. "Luca?" I called out to the vacant woods, my voice echoing. A chill went through me. Something was wrong. "Luca!" I screamed louder, my heart beginning to race. "Dani!" I whirled around toward his coven's side of the creek. Luca stood, his piercing green eyes filled with pain. I gasped when I saw the side of his face covered in blood. "Luca what----" I began, when I heard screams coming from my own pack. I glanced back toward home only to find it up in flames. A strangled cry got stuck in my throat. I turned back around to find Luca directly in front of me, a lone tear running down his cheek. I reached up to wipe it away when he snatched my hand, gripping it tightly. "I hate you," he whispered, his eyes burning. A sob choked out of me. "I hate you Dani!" he screamed at me.... I bolted upright, my heart pounding. I was covered in sweat. I was in my bed, the light of the moon streaming in my window. I wrapped my arms around myself. It was just a dream. The nightmare that still plagued me despite the years that had passed since the war started....The years since I last saw Luca, my best friend. '12 years,' my wolf said softly. I hastily wiped the tears on my cheeks, 'I don't know why I dream of him,' I sniffled back. 'Because we love him,' Raven answered with a gentleness to her voice. 'He is important to us.' I scoffed at my wolf as I snuggled back under my covers. I pulled my blanket up to my chin trying to fight the chill creeping into my bones, 'He probably hates us. And I'm supposed to hate him.' I shuddered remembering the flames of my nightmares. The day the war began. The day we lost my big brother, leaving me as my father's only heir. An alpha with no one to lead the pack when he was gone. Nothing had been the same since. Our world was an ugly place filled with death and war. Creature vs creature. It all started with the genocide of the mages. Wolf and vampire had teamed up to take down a common threat. Men, women, children of magic, killed out of the fear of their power. Now the universe was punishing them for the innocent blood on their hands. The once allies, now tearing each other apart. And I sit in the middle of it....longing for my friend that I shouldn't have had. An unlikely pair, a wolf and a vampire. Stuck in this world of hate, I run....hopefully towards peace.

I feel her fingers caress my back, outlining the tense muscles. I roll over to see her face. The love of my life. My Teagan. I take in her teasing lips, one stuck between her teeth. Her hazel eyes trail over my face. I reach up and tuck a piece of her warm honey brown hair behind her ear. She takes my hand in hers, nuzzling it to her cheek. "Don't go," she whispers. I clench my jaw, fighting the urge to agree to her demand. There is nothing more I want than to stay with her all day every day rolling in my sheets. We've spent practically every day together since we were kids. Our mothers call us destined, finding a deep connection with one another as soon as we could walk and talk....and I was about to separate us. "You know I can't," I tell her for what feels like the millionth time. "I'll be back before you even miss me." A pout forms on her perfect mouth, "I'll miss you the second you go. My heart hurts just thinking about it." "I love you Teagan," I whisper, "Now and forever." I see her eyes begin to fill with tears so I pull her flush against me and capture her lips in a possessive kiss. We soon get lost in one another, drowning our impending sorrow with lust. We have this one last night before I ship off for warrior training just as my older brother River did when he was 17. Our kisses turn hungry and desperate, nipping and biting... "Reece!" My eyes snapped open and I rubbed my face. "Sorry to wake you but...we need you," Seb said his chest heaving. He's covered in dirt and grime, his blue eyes wide with stress. I tried to push thoughts of Teagan out of my mind. I broke my promise to her. I promised I would come back in 3 months after the training, but then my father waged war with Moon Stone Pack and I was sent off to lead our warriors. I am the second son, after all. River was going to be alpha. I was dispensable. I prayed to the moon goddess that Teagan would forgive me, that she'd wait for me.... I rolled my weary shoulders before shifting. I would bring Moon Stone to their knees if it meant I would get Teagan back in my arms.....

The Sequel to: My Forbidden Human Mate- The story of Ember, the daughter of Rowan &Tessa.... I stumbled through the woods, narrowly missing branches that swiped at my skin. I have been here before. This place of torment. I can hear my mother screaming for me. Her voice is full of pain and desperation. I need to get to her. I can hear the agonized screams of my people, my pack. I shouldn't have gone out. I just needed to clear my head, get away from the darkness that we have been living in ever since..... I can't say the next words. It hurts too much. I don't believe it. I don't believe he's gone. So much hatred fills our world. A door was opened and from it came the most foul of beasts. They came for the innocent, the humans, and my people rose up. We couldn't sit by and watch them get slaughtered. We made our bed. Now we must lay in it. The screams are getting louder the closer I get to the pack. I pray to the moon goddess that my little brother is safe. My mom's cries are sorrowful and gut wrenching. It threatens to rip me in two. I break through the last bit of trees and I am gut punched by the carnage before me. Homes are on fire. There are people dead in the street. "Ember!" I hear my mom screaming for me. She is running toward me at full speed. The left side of her head is covered in blood. She grabs ahold of my arms, clinging to me desperately, "They took him. They took Asher. My baby!" "Where did they go?" I demand. "I didn't see! I blacked out! One hit me with something! Ember we can't lose him. We've already lost your dad." "I'll find him. I'll get him back," I swear to my mom. I close my eyes trying to pick up on Asher's aura. He is not too far away but he's moving so fast! I take off running. 'Let me take over! I can reach him faster!' my wolf Zen urges. I immediately give her control and shift. She can smell Asher. As I bound through the streets I catch sight of him. He's flung over someone's shoulder. He's growling ferociously, clawing at their back. The way their body moves I can tell what creature from hell they are. Necromancer. Asher looks up and he spots my wolf. He reaches his small arms out to me, "Ember! Sissy help!" He is crying now, his emerald eyes wide with fear. I am running as fast as my legs can carry me but it's like he's slipping farther and farther away. Suddenly two wolves appear, coming from either side of me. They block my path. As I strike the first one I hear my brothers cries getting farther and farther away. I claw at these traitors with no mercy. I need to get to Asher. Before it's too late. I rip out the throat of the black wolf first then turn on the grey one, blood dripping from my mouth. I lunge at him with all my might...... And then I wake up. I am drenched in sweat. Tears stain my face. I am in my own room, in my own bed. I try to calm my racing heart. I have relived this nightmare countless times. It never gets any easier. It always ends the same. I hear quick footsteps running down the hall and try to compose myself before Asher bursts through the door. "Wake up sleepy head," he teases as he jumps on my bed. His blonde hair is messy, his emerald eyes bright and shiny. "Daddy is making pancakes! Hurry up!" "I'll be right there," I tell him as he jumps off the bed and takes off. I'll need to clean myself up. Dad will still know. He always knows when I have a nightmare. He has them too. It's part of our gift..... or curse, depending on how you look at it. We both live in fear that one day our nightmares will unfold in real life. They always do. We just don't know when. So we prepare. The best we know how. This is how it's always been for us. The joys of being a Tribrid. I pray Asher never carries this burden.....