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Once Abused, Now Loved

Once Abused, Now Loved

Hara only desired to raise her expectant child away from her abusive and unfaithful partner, Roland. She chose the Red Cross pack, the strongest pack in the werewolf kingdom, as her safe haven. She gets a job as a waitress at a bar, which is as typical as any other job until she meets Ryder, the Alpha of the Red Cross pack and the owner of the bar. As soon as he sees the expectant Hara, who is also his destiny mate, he falls in love with her. Hara was caught in a tricky dilemma. No matter how she viewed it, the convoluted situation she found herself in could not end well. Not while her heart yearns for the enticing stranger who claimed to be her destined partner. Not when Roland returned and requested a second chance. Especially when she realizes there are so many secrets to be revealed. Would she be capable of making the right choices? Would she return to the man she once loved or stay with the man who loved her? Join Hara on her perilous quest to find happiness. ********************************* Having him so close was enough to shatter my resolve and rekindle my desire for him. His possessive grasp around my waist caused me to collide with him. When I glanced up, our foreheads touched. He closed his eyes while emitting a howl that would make any werewolf weak in the knees. "Ryder.." "You're mine, Hara. I knew it from the instant I laid eyes on you. And every time I fucked you senseless, that was me declaring, you're mine and mine alone."
Betrayed By Love, Erased From Memory

Betrayed By Love, Erased From Memory

I was the Architect who built the digital fortress for the most feared Don in New York. To the world, I was Brendan Wiggins’s silent, elegant Queen. But then my burner phone buzzed under the dinner table. It was a photo from his mistress: a positive pregnancy test. "Your husband is celebrating right now," the caption read. "You are just the furniture." I looked across the table at Brendan. He smiled and held my hand, lying to my face without blinking. He thought he owned me because he saved my life ten years ago. He told her I was just "functional." That I was a barren asset he kept around to look respectable, while she carried his legacy. He thought I would accept the disrespect because I had nowhere else to go. He was wrong. I didn't want to divorce him—you don't divorce a Don. And I didn't want to kill him. That was too easy. I wanted to erase him. I liquidated fifty million dollars from the offshore accounts only I could access. I destroyed the servers I had built. Then, I contacted a black-market chemist for a procedure called "Tabula Rasa." It doesn't kill the body. It wipes the mind clean. A total hard reset of the soul. On his birthday, while he was out celebrating his bastard son, I drank the vial. When he finally came home to find the empty house and the melted wedding ring, he realized the truth. He could burn the world down looking for me, but he would never find his wife. Because the woman who loved him no longer existed.
Too Late, My Alpha: You Killed Me

Too Late, My Alpha: You Killed Me

My sister, the pack's beloved future Luna, was dying of kidney failure. Axel, the Supreme Alpha and the man I had secretly loved my entire life, used his Alpha Command to force the pen into my trembling hand. "Sign the papers, Jana," he growled, his eyes glowing with a predatory red light. "Stop being selfish. Kyleigh needs a transplant, and you are the only match." I tried to beg. I tried to tell him that I couldn't survive the surgery. I tried to tell him that I had already secretly donated a kidney to our father five years ago—a sacrifice my sister had claimed credit for. But Axel threw a stack of falsified medical scans in my face. "Stop lying to save your own skin," he spat. "You are a useless, Wolfless Omega. This is your only chance to be of value to this pack." He didn't know that Kyleigh had been poisoning me with Wolfsbane for a decade to suppress my inner White Wolf. He didn't know that the anesthesia wouldn't work on my poisoned body. I felt every inch of the silver scalpel as they cut me open to harvest my only remaining kidney. I died on that table, listening to the man I loved call me dramatic. But death was not the end. My spirit floated above the chaos, watching as the surgeon's face turned pale with horror. "She only had one!" the doctor screamed, holding up the blackened organ. "Alpha, look at the old scars! We just killed her!" Only after my heart stopped did the scent-masking drugs fade. Axel fell to his knees in the blood-soaked room, finally smelling the scent of rain and pine he had been searching for his whole life. He realized he had just butchered his true mate to save a liar. "Jana?" he howled, clawing at his chest. But I was already gone.