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Luna For Hire

Luna For Hire

LUNA FOR HIRE Ava Moonblood is a skilled, confident and badass bounty hunter for the Rogue Containment Agency or RCA. They specialize in the control of rogues amongst humans especially in the cities where organized supernatural order jurisdiction might not fully reach. Certain humans are brought into the fold and educated on the supernaturals that live amongst them and how those who do not submit to such orders are to be curbed. These are the agents of the RCA. Rogue wolves live on their own and under their own rules. They do not submit to the pack rules of conduct or an alpha. Given this, they might be prone to doing certain activities that might expose werewolves to humans or create unnecessary friction in the smooth balance that exists in that bliss of ignorance on the part of the humans. Rogues are not just wolves, but can be vampires and witches and river nymphs too who do not submit to a House or an Order or a Division. They have to be controlled and Ava works for the agency that does so. But she has a secret. She is supposed to be human in order to work for such an organization, but no one has to know that she is not, right? After a one night stand with the alpha of the Silver Moon Pack- his alpha status something she hadn't known earlier- her otherwise fairly normal life takes on a more complicated shade, replete with a baby on the way, secrets, pack politics, revenge, loyalties- or lack of- love, and a deal with the Silver Moon Pack alpha to be his contracted Luna. ...And then the alpha of the Silver Moon Pack finds his mate after such a long time... Despite her past, will Ava move on and recover? Is she ready to let go so easily? Will she find love after so long? And what will it cost her?
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.