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MORGANA: THE ALPHA'S PET

MORGANA: THE ALPHA'S PET

You see in the world I live in, there are many supernatural creatures with werewolves presently being at the top rank, next come the vampires, then the witches, and then you have my kind, the humans. We are the lowest in the ranking having no supernatural ability. With witches being almost extinct because the vampire army almost massacred them all, there was little to protect the human race from the wrath of the vampires. You see the witches were always on our side, but now fear has pushed them to live in isolation in the deepest parts of the most dangerous of forests. Long ago, we had an agreement with the werewolves and vampires in order to keep the peace. The rich humans would live a comfortable life with no fear of being eaten by the vampires and the poor were taken as slaves or used as breeders too keep the blood supply up. The vampires were the real threat to the human race. They used to be the most powerful before the werewolves took over. No one knows how the werewolves suddenly became more powerful than the vampires. It's almost as if it happened over night. They became the supreme rulers of the world giving them the highest rank. They wanted power, so they took it. Humans and vampires now serve them. I was born into this world. A world of monsters. I was 15 years old when the war started. I was taken as a slave to be bought and sold to the werewolf lords. However, I have a plan. I will make them pay. They will all pay for the pain they put us all through.
THE ALPHA KING'S REJECTED MATE

THE ALPHA KING'S REJECTED MATE

If you are looking for a serial book of this one, please check CAPTIVE OF THE COUNT. *************************************************************************************************** "What is your name?" He asked. "Nyx." "Nyx what?" "Nyx Evander." "Good." He hummed, "I am going to reject you." He said and I felt a stabbing pain in my chest. I wanted to beg him not to, to tell him that I will do anything for him not to reject me. "And you are going to accept my rejection and forget about me, we can never be together! I am an Alpha King, I do not need a mate like you." I cried more as his words rolled off his tongue, "Stop your crying, it is fucking irritating!" He said and I sobbed. "You are going to leave after the rejection and never set foot within my territory again, mutt!" He warned, "Is that clear?" I nodded at him and watched him do what I feared the most. "I, Lycus Dardanos." He began, "Alpha King of the werewolf community, the next in command after the wolf's council and the Alpha of Blackmoon pack reject you Nyx E..." He never got to finish his words as a blinding white light suddenly shone through the room followed with a harsh gush of wind that threw me back against the wall. ** Gambled away at a young age at a lost game by her father and was made to be a slave to the Alpha who rejected her and the pack. She was labeled cursed for being a silver wolf and her daughter an abomination. After enduring years of pain, rejection, and abuse, Nyx Evander finally goes rogue and decides to flee with her child only to end up in the territory of the Alpha King. Lycus Dardanos the Alpha King always wanted a mate but she wasn't what he was expecting when he first laid eyes on her. He wasn't expecting her to be what he hated most. What happens when these two meet and when Nyx discovers that her life is at stake for being a silver wolf and the mate to the Alpha King? And things become wild when her ex mate wants her back.
Rejected by the Pack, Chosen by the True Alpha

Rejected by the Pack, Chosen by the True Alpha

For three years, a rogue witch named Tanya wore my skin. She drank wolfsbane like fine wine—her dark magic smothering the allergy that should have killed my body within hours. When a lunar eclipse finally frayed her grip, I clawed my way back into my own bones and rushed downstairs, desperate for my family to see the daughter they had lost. My mother slid a cup of wolfsbane tea toward me without lifting her eyes. "Mom, you know I'm allergic. I nearly died from it as a child." She slammed the table and called my suffering a pathetic bid for attention. My brother, the pack's chief healer, watched me swallow the poison and convulse on the floor. Hours later, he stood over my hospital bed and told me the rooftop was thirty stories high—if I really wanted to die. Even Caleb, my fated mate, choked me until my bones creaked. He threw me into a silver dungeon swarming with rabid rats, accusing me of stealing a necklace I had never touched. I couldn't understand how their love had become so blind. How could they not recognize my own soul? They watched me swallow a fatal flower, convinced I was nothing more than the witch throwing a tantrum. They didn't realize they had tortured their real daughter to death until my heart flatlined and a maid found the missing necklace tucked inside a cat's bed. When I opened my eyes again, I wasn't in that cold hospital. My guardian spirit had woven me a new, breathtaking body—the vessel of a legendary White Wolf. This time, when they come crawling back, I won't feel a thing.
The Lycan's King Obsession

The Lycan's King Obsession

Caden Pierce, the well known powerful lycan king had always been hunted by a fragment of his past. Of an image of a little girl, a little girl who had been his only friend and companion during one of the darkest times of his childhood. His existence had never really made sense to him without her. He couldn't possibly fathom why she had suddenly disappeared off the surface of the earth, without a trace, like she had never existed in the first place. He searched far and wide, at every orphanage, in every brothel, every school and cathedral He could find, he searched virtually every place he could think of that she could be, but he just could not find her. But then one day, just when he had given up on his search for her, and was on the verge of falling in love with someone new, he happened to stumble upon someone who bore a striking resemblance to her. Someone who looked too much like her to not be her. He is confused at first, thinking that it was his subconscious playing pranks on him until he hears someone call out her name, a name he had never thought he would hear again in this lifetime. But then again, there is a problem; and the problem is the fact that Brynlee doesn't recognize him, she doesn't remember ever meeting anyone like him; not to talk of remembering her stay at the orphanage, where they had met! To make matters worse, he met her at an auction house, as a slave, who was about to be sold to the highest bidder. He is forced to pay a crazy sum of money to have her, not just because of the memories he had of her, but also because she was his soulmate, the one destined to be with him by the moon goddess!
Rejected by the Heir, Claimed by the Alpha King

Rejected by the Heir, Claimed by the Alpha King

My Coming of Age ceremony was supposed to be a coronation. Instead, it was a funeral for my heart. I stood shivering as Catalina, the woman trying to steal my place, pushed me into the stone pool. My heavy silk dress pulled me down like an anchor. I waited for Jax, the Alpha Heir and my Fated Mate, to save me. He did dive in—but not for me. He scooped up Catalina, who was standing in waist-deep water, treating her like a porcelain doll while I choked on the water. His voice exploded in my head, not with concern, but with disgust. "Stop embarrassing me, Eliana. You look pathetic." Things only got worse. When I confronted them later, Catalina shoved me down the grand staircase. My knee—my dancer’s knee—snapped with a sickening sound. Jax didn't call a doctor. He used the Alpha Command to force me to drag my broken body out of the room so I wouldn't "upset" his mistress. I thought he was just blinded by love, until I overheard him laughing with his Beta. He admitted he didn't love Catalina. He was just using her to break my spirit, to "tame" me into a submissive pet before finally marking me. He thought I was weak. He thought I would stay in the mud forever. He was wrong. I took a silver knife and scraped our carved initials off the Sacred Oak until my skin sizzled. I packed my bags for New York, severing the pack link that bound us. "Sleep well, Jax. Because when I come back, I won't be the girl you broke. I will be the nightmare you created."