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His Defiant Luna: Awakening Of The White Wolf

His Defiant Luna: Awakening Of The White Wolf

At the sacred Full Moon Ball, I was supposed to receive the moonstone necklace and become the future Luna alongside my fated mate, Crown Prince Edward. But in front of the entire pack, he snatched the necklace away and placed it around the neck of Cynthia, a low-tier Omega who cleaned the floors. "Her scent is softer. She has a gentle heart," he announced, before tossing a cheap silver hairpin at me as a deliberate insult. In my past life, I fought back. I used my noble family's power to force him to honor our engagement. But I didn't know that breaking an Alpha's pride was a death sentence. After we married, he let Cynthia starve me during my pregnancy and mix silver into my medicine, killing my unborn pup. When he took the throne, he falsely accused my family of treason, exiling my father and brothers to the frozen wastelands to die. He crippled my wolf with crushed silver, locking me in a damp dungeon where Cynthia eventually forced me to drink deadly wolfsbane. I coughed up black blood and died in agony, my family slaughtered and my dignity destroyed by the man I had loved. Opening my eyes, a violent wave of vertigo struck me. I was back at the exact moment Edward handed me that insulting silver hairpin. This time, I didn't shed a single tear. "I, Beatrice, reject you, Edward, as my mate," I declared calmly. I turned my back on the Crown Prince. In this life, I will marry his crippled uncle, Prince Arthur, and watch them lose everything.
Sold for a Fake: The Alpha's Lost True Mate

Sold for a Fake: The Alpha's Lost True Mate

On our fifth anniversary, my husband, Alpha Ethan, didn't give me a gift. Instead, he watched as his "invalid" mistress, Ilene, poured a tureen of boiling soup laced with Wolfsbane directly onto my chest. As the poison ate through my skin and I screamed in agony, Ilene clutched her heart and faked a panic attack, claiming my noise was hurting her. Ethan didn't call a doctor for me. His eyes glowed amber with power, and he turned his Alpha Command on his dying mate. "Stay down!" He forced me to lie paralyzed in my own melting flesh, unable to move or whimper, just so my screams wouldn't disturb the woman who had poisoned me. He scooped her up and walked away, leaving me on the restaurant floor. That night, the bond in my chest finally snapped. I didn't argue. I didn't fight. I simply burned every photo of us, masked my scent, and vanished into the night. It took Ethan two years to discover the truth. Ilene wasn't a fragile victim. She had been taking suppressants for years, hiding a healthy wolf while draining his bank accounts and laughing at his guilt. He slaughtered her in a rage and spent his fortune searching the globe for me, desperate to beg for forgiveness. But he was too late. He finally found me on the cover of an international art magazine. I wasn't the weak, wolf-less Omega anymore. I stood tall, glowing with the power of the legendary White Wolf. And the man standing next to me, with his hand possessively claiming my waist, wasn't him. It was the Lycan King.
Mate To The Alpha Predator.

Mate To The Alpha Predator.

WARNING! This book contains strong matured contents which includes sex(lots of it), trauma, abuse, abuse of a minor e.t.c. Read at your risk. . . . "Do you know what smells better than fear?" His voice was a replica of the male. Deep, dark, and dangerous. "What...?" She squeaked, terrified. He was standing so close to her... "Lùst. Desire." He spat the words like they tasted bad, his eyes cold, his face inscrutable. "The scent of your wetness is driving me insane. I can practically taste your hunger for my cóck." Then, he shocked them both—hell, even the poor equipment in her bathroom. With a savage growl, his head lowered completely and his mouth crashed down to hers. . . ********************* There are rumors... Whispers around in secret. Murmurs in pitch darkness. Of the most powerful 'man' in Naturiah. The most fearsome creature. The fiercest predator Naturiah ever has. A man who is the 'impossible'. Rumors has it that his powers and strength not only surpass that of all 'men' but there's are nothing compared to his. Powerful. Fearless. Highly Séxual. Instinctive. Dominant. Predators. He is their Alpha. Most species has an Alpha, but this 'man' is the Alpha of all Alphas. The ultimate Alpha. The Alpha King. They think him God. He is respected like one. He is feared like one. They call him God. Because, he is a crossbreed between the two most powerful creatures. He has the strength of a mountain lion and the power of a werewolf. He can take the form of a mountain lion or a werewolf. Or a man. Why? Because, he is a werewolf AND a mountain lion. His name is Wolfariane Daminor Throne. The Alpha King of Naturiah. . . . .
The Alpha Signed Away His Fated Mate

The Alpha Signed Away His Fated Mate

I stood center stage at my own art exhibition, surrounded by the Pack elite who looked at me with nothing but pity. My husband, the Alpha Prime, was missing. Then someone pointed at the TV. There was Dante, live on the news, shielding another woman—a leggy Beta named Isabella—from the rain with his own body. While I stood alone, treated like a defect because I couldn't shift, he was playing the perfect gentleman to his mistress. That night, I walked into his office with a stack of boring gallery logistics paperwork. Buried deep on page four was a Severance Bond—an archaic law declaring a mate unwanted property. Dante didn't even read it. He was too busy laughing with Isabella to notice he was legally signing away his wife. I took the folder, packed a bag, and vanished into the night, taking the secret of his unborn heir with me. When he finally tracked me down in the Swiss Alps during a blizzard, he expected a submissive wife ready to return. Instead, he found a woman who looked him in the eye and said, "You are not needed here." I thought I was free, until a year later, when our daughter’s blood began to burn her alive from the inside. Her powerful Alpha bloodline was at war with her body, and my magic wasn't enough to save her. Trembling, I dialed the number I swore I’d never call again. "Dante," I sobbed. "It's Luna. She’s dying." The man who once treated me like a resource tore through mountains to save us. But this time, the Alpha Prime didn't come to conquer. He came to kneel.
Finding The Lost Ones

Finding The Lost Ones

Teegan is a werewolf who was raised by humans. She believes her birth parents didn't want her, so they threw her away. She doesn't want anything to do with the werewolf world. However, when she meets her mate Joel, her views quickly change. With the help of her mate, she finds out the truth about what really happened all those years ago. Teegan and Joel set out on a journey to get answers to why pups from her pack have been disappearing for years. Their search leads to more unanswered questions. With multiple people trying to stop what they're doing, will they be successful in reuniting families, or will evil win and stop them before they find all the answers? ___________________ Teegan's P.O.V. Walking down the street. Walking down the street. People may think I'm crazy to be focusing so hard on just walking, but when you have a wolf who decides to shift whenever she dang well pleases, you'd be nervous, too. Just yesterday, we were talking to a nice man I met at the coffee shop. He asked me out to dinner, and when I said yes, she started growling and shifted. Now, there are news reports of a wolf in town. Luckily, that shop isn't one I frequent, and even though I literally shifted in front of people's eyes, no one believed what they saw. "He wasn't our mate. Why do you even want to talk to someone who isn't our mate? The Moon Goddess should have given me a better human because I don't think you know what it means to be a werewolf. You're obviously defective. I wonder if I can send you in to be repaired." I groan as I walk down the street. It's the same argument we have all the time. I'm twenty-five and have lived among humans so long that I don't have the same wolf connections as others. I didn't even know I was a werewolf until I heard Mia talking in my head. "You may be right, but I'm not going to sit around waiting for this so-called mate. I want to be happy, and if I find a man to make me happy, then so be it." I tell her. She growls, but I ignore her. "I swear if you try to get with another man, I will shift and never let you shift back. I'll terrorize the whole town until you submit to me and help me find our mate." I just keep humming, pretending like I don't hear her. She wants a new human. Well, I want a new wolf or, better yet, no wolf at all. As we walk into the restaurant where I work on the weekends as a hostess, I catch a whiff of something. It's not the food from the restaurant; it smells refreshing, like the outdoors. Mia starts panting in my head. "Our mate is here. Go find him now, or I will." I can feel her wanting to shift. "I swear, Mia, if you shift and start humping his leg, I'm going to shoot you myself." "Bitch please, I am civilized. OH MY GOSH, THERE HE IS GO. GO NOW." She's screaming in my head, and I desperately wish I was deaf. When I look up, I see a handsome man with wavy brown hair and green eyes walking toward me. He puts his nose in my neck, taking a deep breath, and I want to shove him off. What's he doing? Is he going to start humping my leg? He looks into my eyes and smiles.          "Mate."
THE MATE SHE REJECTED

THE MATE SHE REJECTED

In the powerful Silver Moon Pack, Astra Wynter has always been the golden daughter, beautiful, respected, and destined to stand beside a strong alpha mate. She expects nothing less. But when the moon reveals her fated mate as Lysander Blackwood, a weak, unshifted omega from the lowest-ranking family, Astra's perfect future shatters. Publicly humiliated in front of the entire pack, she rejects him on the spot, shaming the outcast who has already endured years of bullying and scorn. Devastated and alone, Lysander returns home to discover his family brutally slaughtered, with only his younger brother left alive. Forced to flee into exile, he makes a blood vow: he will rise from nothing and destroy the princess who cast him aside... along with everyone she loves. Seven years later, Lysander returns to Silver Moon as a lethal alpha, stronger, darker, and burning for retribution. Astra never imagined the weak boy she rejected would become the one man who could tear her world apart. Now nothing will stop him from claiming what's owed... starting with her. NOTE TO READERS: This book follows two generations. It first tells the complete story of Astra and Lysander (The Mate She Rejected). After their happy ending, the story continues with a time skip into the next generation, focusing on their triplets, two girls and one boy. Thank you for joining this journey across both generations! ❤️
Dog Knows Best: A Wedding Unraveled

Dog Knows Best: A Wedding Unraveled

The organ music swelled, sunlight streaming through stained-glass windows, painting colored patterns on the white roses lining the aisle. It was my wedding day, perfectly planned for over a year, and I was walking down the aisle to marry Mark, the perfect fiancé. But as I reached the altar, a cold knot formed in my stomach, not the rush of love I expected. When the priest asked, "Do you, Sarah Miller, take this man, Mark Davis, to be your lawfully wedded husband?" I could only think of Betsy, my golden retriever. Then the word slipped out. "No." The church erupted in gasps. My mother' s handkerchief fell. Mark' s smile froze. This was because Betsy, my wise, old dog, had refused to come with me this morning. She just sat in the yard and wouldn' t move. "She knows," I told Mark, pulling my hands from his. "She's always been my sign. Her refusing to come here... it means this is wrong. This marriage is wrong." The murmuring turned to outright condemnation. "Crazy." "Unbelievable." Mark hissed, "You're calling off our wedding because your dog had a weird morning?" My father grabbed my arm, threatening, "You are going back in there and finishing this ceremony." I lunged, screaming, "Don't you touch her!" In that moment, everything changed. I knew I had to act, not just for myself, but for the intuition Betsy represented. My decision was clear: this wedding was off, and I was walking away from everything I thought I knew.
The Alpha's Regret: Chasing His Runaway Mate

The Alpha's Regret: Chasing His Runaway Mate

"Put it on," my stepbrother Brendan commanded, his eyes cold. He was forcing me to wear the silver bracelet his fiancée, Chloie, had bought to mock me. "It will burn me," I pleaded, clutching my wrist. "Stop acting like a fragile human," he snapped, his Alpha tone vibrating through the room. "Do not be ungrateful to your future Luna. Build a tolerance." Under the weight of his command, my trembling hands clasped the metal. The smell of singed hair and cooking skin filled the air immediately as the silver seared a ring into my flesh. Brendan watched my agony without a flicker of remorse, then turned to leave with Chloie, leaving me sobbing on the floor. He was my fated Mate, the boy who once took a dagger for me, but now he called me a "defect" because I hadn't shifted. He destroyed my childhood treasures in a trash compactor, paraded his lover in front of me, and told the pack I was a diluted bloodline who would break under pressure. He thought I was trapped, a weak Omega with nowhere to go. He thought I would stay and watch him marry another woman in three days. But he didn't know I had a secret burner phone hidden under the floorboards. Or that my biological father, the Alpha King of the rival Sunfire Pack, was sending a private jet for me. On the night of the Blood Moon, right before he was crowned King, I didn't just run away. I mentally grabbed the silver cord connecting our souls and snapped it. When the crushing pain of the severed bond hit him in the middle of his speech, he finally looked for me. But I was already gone, ready to awaken the legendary White Wolf he never deserved.