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Midwick

Midwick

A witch and a werewolf should have never been mates. It never happened, and should have never happened. However, when Alpha Cain Cadell finds his mate in a witch after losing hope in having one at all, he would stop at nothing to get her, even if it was against her wishes. Cordelia had a troubled life, extremely troubled even for a witch. Scorned by her people, hated by her mother, and wished dead by the council of magic. She really didn’t have it easy. And when the Alpha of the biggest of packs wants to claim her as his, Cordelia has to fight spells, nails, and teeth. …. “This is all sorts of wrong, alpha. I can’t be your mate. Witches and werewolves can’t be mates.” I shouted, trying to drill the fact into his mind. “Yet, it happened.” He stepped closer, cornering me to the wall. His eyes drifted between my eyes and my lips and he breathed out, “You are my mate; mine to love, mine to fuck, you’re simply mine Cordelia and nothing and no one will stop me from getting you.” The possessiveness in his voice sent shivers down my spine. I itched to kiss him, I wanted him to kiss me, but I knew I shouldn’t. But the fight in me was dying down as he leaned closer, his lips almost brushing mine. “Admit it, darling. You want me as much as I want you. Just give in.” His hand on my neck felt hotter, and I let out a shaky breath. It was one hell of a fight that I had to put up with myself. Cain Cadell was all sorts of bad. He’s power hungry, his desire for power was almost maddening, and he witches were very disposable to him. “I will never.” I mustered as much determination as I could, but when he growled and caught my lips with his, I wondered how long I could fight this.
The Feral Pact

The Feral Pact

In a world where the night conceals more than just darkness, Solara Draven is a survivor. Once a member of the Shade-Wolves-an ancient and feared lineage of werewolves-she now finds herself bound by chains in a forsaken cavern, haunted by the echoes of betrayal. Her pack, destroyed by a betrayal too close to home, and the sinister creatures that stalk her every move, have left her teetering on the brink of extinction. As Solara's connection to the shadows deepens, she uncovers a hidden truth that binds her to an even darker force-the Ebon Blight, an ancient curse that threatens to consume both human and supernatural alike. She is the last of the Shade-Wolves, and forces older than time itself have set their sights on her destruction. But Solara's blood is more than just a key to an old prophecy-it is the heart of a pact that could unravel the very fabric of the world. With allies few and far between, Solara must navigate a landscape filled with deception, betrayal, and strange creatures from the deepest shadows of the earth. As the moon waxes full once again, the lines between predator and prey blur and the price for survival may be more than she's willing to pay. The Feral Pact is a chilling, suspense-filled journey into a world where darkness reigns, and every secret has a price. With fierce action, twisted creatures, and an unpredictable plot, it will leave readers questioning the boundaries between the living and the dead.
Mated To My Enemy

Mated To My Enemy

"Will you teach me how to earn the knowledge of your name, my Lord? I am a fast learner, I promise." My words faded into a whisper when I felt the bulge underneath his pelt and my breath hitched in awareness. His arms banded around my waist at once and our hips met, his organ pushing at me from underneath. His touch felt familiar and I had to know for sure. "Why do you wish to know my name, Miatta?" "I want to be able to cry out the right name when you give me what we both want." With no other alternative left to her parents, Miatta, the princess of the Black Fur Pack is given away to a rival lycan pack as a gift to end the ongoing lupine war between them. She loses her honour, and her title and is made a slave in the household of the demonic wolves, the Red Bone Pack. Desperate to find a way out of captivity, Miatta finds a friend and a mate in the most unexpected places. Lucas, the Potential Alpha of a rogue lycanthrope, the Red Bone Pack disagrees with his tyrant father's methods of ruling but to prevent falling out of his favour, lives under his rules reluctantly. He saves a sharp-tongued werewolf princess from execution and soon meets an interesting challenge in her. Miatta is stubborn and Lucas is determined but when the two are paired by the matchmaking Moon Goddess, it is up to them to discover their paths together, not as Lord and slave but as equal mates.
Marked as the Ruthless Alpha's Vengeful Luna

Marked as the Ruthless Alpha's Vengeful Luna

I was supposed to marry the future Alpha of the Blackwood Pack today to save my dying family. Instead, minutes before the Uniting Ceremony, my maid handed me a tablet showing my fiancé, Julian, holding hands with a human in Paris. His public post read: "Fuck the chains. Chasing freedom." My father didn't comfort me. He looked at me like a failed investment and ordered me to fly to Paris to beg Julian to come back. My cousin disgustingly offered to take his "sloppy seconds" just to keep our alliance. Worse, the Blackwood officials stepped in. To save their own reputation, they decided to cancel the wedding and publicly announce that I, a wolfless Omega, was deemed impure by the Moon Goddess. This lie was a death sentence. It would void our pack's protection, allowing rival alphas to slaughter my family and annex our lands by tomorrow night. To all of them, my shattered dignity meant absolutely nothing. I was just a broken sacrifice, ready to be thrown to the wolves or sold to the lowest bidder. Why should I take the fall and lose everything for a coward who chose a human over his duty? The last shred of my obedience died right then and there. I pushed past my abusive family, walked straight down to the VIP lounge, and locked the heavy mahogany doors behind me. Looking the terrifying true Alpha, Damien Blackwood, dead in the eye, I offered him a victory. "Marry me instead."