I, Alpha Gale of the Silver Moon Pack," he declares, the words ringing out like the tolling of an execution bell. "Reject you, Gia, as my mate. I strip you of the title of Luna. I remove you from my side, and I name Anna as my true mate, my equal, and your rightful replacement." For two years, I endured his coldness, desperate for a sliver of his love. My reward? Being publicly humiliated and tossed aside the moment his true mate returned. He locked me in a freezing cellar, completely unaware that I was carrying his child. A child I lost to the dark. The weak, devoted Gia died in that cell. I escaped into the Forbidden Woods with nothing but a shattered heart—until the shadows answered my grief. I am not a powerless human. I am the last descendant of an extinct bloodline, and the darkness bends to my will. When I accidentally trespass into the territory of the terrifying Alpha King Kael, I expect a swift death. Instead, the most lethal man in the werewolf world looks at me with a possessive fire and growls, "Mine." Now, I am mastering my power by his side. But when Gale realizes his massive mistake and comes to claim his "stolen property," he won't find the broken girl he threw away. He'll find a Shadow Queen. And I am going to destroy him.
They say Alpha King Maximus is a monster — too big, too brutal, too cursed. His bed is a death sentence, and no woman has ever left it alive. So why did he choose me? The fat, unwanted omega. The one my own pack offered up like trash. One night with the merciless King was supposed to end me. Instead, it ruined me. Now I crave the man who takes without mercy. His touch burns. His voice commands. His body destroys. And I keep going back for more. But Maximus doesn’t do love. He doesn’t do mates. He takes. He owns. And he never stays. Too bad for him…I’m not the weak, pathetic girl they threw away. I’m something far more dangerous —the one woman who can break his curse… or break his kingdom.
She had been secretly in love with him for three years. They had kept a hidden relationship for three years. But one day, she heard a shocking truth from her best friend: he was already in a relationship with someone else. She finally realized she had only been a stand-in all along. To claim her father’s inheritance, she agreed to a blind date. But by mistake, she sat at the wrong table. “I’ll marry you,” she said calmly. “One year later, we end the engagement.” The man opposite her raised an eyebrow. “Fine. But why wait? We can register the marriage now.” Later, her ex saw the ring on her hand and regretted it. He grabbed her wrist with red eyes. “Let’s get back together, please.” Before she could respond, a hand wrapped around her waist from behind. A cold voice sounded: “So you want to be a homewrecker?” He glanced at her ex. “Sorry, you’re holding my wife’s hand.” “And if you don’t let go… I might break it.” Only then did the ex realize—she was now his rival’s wife.
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?
“Say it like you mean it, darling,” he purred, leaning in and licking my neck, “and I might stop.” * My mother got remarried… and cursed me in the process. I thought moving into this mansion would be the worst part of it. I was wrong. Because living here means living under the same roof with them. The Varkas brothers. Beautiful. Dangerous. Possessive. And absolutely, devastatingly off-limits. They call me “stepsister.” But the way they look at me? The way they touch me? It’s anything but brotherly. There’s something wrong with them. Something not… human. I can feel it in the way their eyes flash when they’re angry. In the way their bodies burn hotter than they should. In the way they move, like predators in the dark. I don’t know what they are. But I know one thing… whatever’s hunting me now, I won’t survive it. Not if I keep letting them close. Not if I keep letting them ruin me with their hands, their mouths, their filthy words. I should run. I should fight. But the truth is… part of me doesn’t want to escape. Because whatever they are… I crave it. And once they claim me, there’s no coming back. One more thing… All three of them touch me, all three of them make me feel things, but there’s one in particular… One… * AUTHOR’S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn't a sweet romance kind of book. It’s dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, “Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt.” But if this is not, then…
In the third year of her marriage, she finally learned who her husband’s heart belonged to. The night his older brother died, her husband did not care that she was standing right there. He took a hard slap for the woman he loved. She knew he had married her because she was easy to keep. And she had proved it. So obedient, in fact, that even when she got divorced, she did it quietly, without disturbing him at all. He didn’t know she had already gotten the divorce decree. He didn’t know she was about to marry someone else. The day her breakthrough cancer drug took the world by storm, the whole world cheered for her. Only her ex-husband dropped to one knee, his eyes red as he begged for her forgiveness. “I was wrong. Please... look at me again.” She stepped back. And the heir everyone said was impossible to reach wrapped an arm around her waist and claimed her in one sentence. “Sorry. She’s getting married. To me.”
