Ryne's an Alpha starting a new pack. Melody's researching his photographs—or so she says. But can she be trusted or has she stumbled upon his secret? And if she knows, can Ryne save the pack without enacting an ancient law known as The Keeping? SKOW winne

The first time I had kicked in the womb it had been when Max, a baby himself, had placed his hand against my mother's stomach. It had been the first, but certainly not the last, time I'd kicked him, and now suddenly he wasn't interested in a fight? Weird. **Removed and now available on Amazon and Smashwords!**

"You're right! Is that what you want to hear? I don't care about him like I did you. His smile doesn't affect me like yours did, his touch doesn't make my skin tingle and his kisses don't leave me wanting more...""Then why the hell are you with him?" his cool blue eyes slant and I feel the tears prickle. "Because...he doesn't have the power to hurt me like you did..."

Just because they were, quite literally, made for each other didn't mean they had to actually get along.

Ezra snorted, grey eyes barely flickering to her. "I don't need to resort to sexual harassment to get what I want, blondie."

She enables him. She makes him want like no other & beg like he has no control. The power not to touch her when she walks by is to much. They are forbidden, what people say aren't right. But that doesn't stop him from crawling into her bedroom every night

A collection of one-shots all about our favorite family of manwhores: the Mastersons. REMOVED.

It'd be fair to say Madison McHale has a little trouble controlling her temper. It'd be fair to say Caine Jeffries is a little bit of a player. Insert a bet, an ultimatum, dysfunctional families, meddlesome friends... and you've got yourself a love story.

This is the old version. I've only posted it for a much needed Author's Note. :D

She's untouchable, unattainable, and not to mention gorgeous. He had to have her. He's the new guy, the bad boy, and totally her type. She couldn't stay away. COMPLETE. REMOVED.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”I asked him tenatively. “You’re beautiful,” he murmured hazily, “when you’re angry.” Expeditiously, I blushed. And cursed the fates that had given me a best friend who still flirted even while he was drowning in pain. Ch. 16 is up