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Out Of The Shadows; Rise Of The Fierce Luna

Out Of The Shadows; Rise Of The Fierce Luna

Alyssa wanted just one thing in life, to be loved by her family and her mate but after a near-death experience, she realized they don't care about her and they never will. Her family disowned her and banished her from the pack, her mate rejected her and mated with her sister who set her up and almost got her killed. "They hate me for no reason! They don't want me and now I am going to show them! I am going to make them regret ever being mean to me." Determined to make those who hate and want her dead pay, she goes on a journey of self-discovery with the help of Jace Carter, a powerful alpha who at first just wanted to use Alyssa to get revenge on the Dark Blood pack for what they did to his sister but found himself drawn to her. "Be my Luna and I will stand by you and make those who hurt you pay." His offer was too tempting for Alyssa to say no even though she knew better than to trust Jace especially because of the feud that started between their packs after one of her brothers hurt his sister. "The enemy of my enemies is my friend," Alyssa is determined and nothing can stop her. With the power that comes with being Luna of the Wildheart pack, her full potential is finally unleashed! Healer? Seer? Mind reader? She got powers that she didn't even know of and one by one, she discovers them. Now her family and pack want her. "Alyssa, you are a member of this pack, you have to come back to the Dark Blood pack." Too late...
Reborn Omega: Escaping My Cruel Alpha Mate

Reborn Omega: Escaping My Cruel Alpha Mate

I spent my entire life as a wolfless Omega, paying off a debt by marrying Cassius, the Alpha of the Blackfang Pack. But as I lay dying in my hospital bed, my five-year-old twins stood over me with nothing but disgust. They giggled and complained that the money wasted on my IV drips could buy their father's mistress more designer dresses. Then, my own son, Ryder, pulled out an ornate silver dagger—a birthday gift from my husband. He plunged it straight into my chest to destroy my unmanifested wolf soul, ensuring I would never find peace in the afterlife. "Why won't you just die properly? You useless Omega." I watched in agony as the child I had birthed worked in concert with my mate to deliver my final destruction. I had poured every ounce of love I possessed into their small bodies, enduring years of humiliation and isolation just to give them a family. Why was my devotion repaid with such cold, calculated cruelty? Why did the Moon Goddess curse me with a mate bond only to let me be slaughtered by my own blood? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the day fifteen years ago when my twins were just five. I watched them playing on the floor, their innocent faces now looking like masks on tiny demons. This time, I didn't reach out to hug them. Instead, I walked downstairs, demanded five million dollars in severance pay, and initiated the Pack's first-ever public Rejection against my Alpha mate.
His Defiant Luna and the Secret Pregnancy

His Defiant Luna and the Secret Pregnancy

I was sold by my family to be the Luna of the Sterling Pack, forced to marry a comatose Alpha to save my father's failing company. On my wedding day, I caught my boyfriend Dangelo kissing my half-sister in the garden. He didn't want to save me; he wanted to use me as a tool to steal my comatose husband's fortune. To ruin their plans, I went through with the binding ceremony and claimed my place as the true Luna. But my nightmare had just begun. I discovered I was secretly pregnant from a hazy, drunken encounter with my husband before the wedding. Then, the impossible happened. Hayward woke up. Instead of a miracle, his icy blue eyes glared at me with pure, undiluted revulsion. "A week from now, on the full moon, we will have The Rejection." The Rejection was a brutal ritual that would sever our bond, a pain so excruciating it would guarantee the death of both me and my unborn child. I was terrified and completely trapped. Why did he hate me so much when I was his fated mate? Desperate for money to escape, I sneaked into his private study to do freelance translation work. But while using his computer, I accidentally unlocked a hidden drive and discovered his darkest secret. He wasn't just a cruel Alpha. He was suffering from a genetic disease called Lycanthropy Rage Syndrome. I wasn't just married to a tyrant; I was carrying the child of a ticking time bomb.
EX-HUSBAND'S REGRET: DIVORCED AND CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING

EX-HUSBAND'S REGRET: DIVORCED AND CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING

"Sign it. You're no woman if you can't give me an heir." Niamh gave Marcus two years of her life, her unwavering loyalty, and her silent love. In return, the billionaire CEO served her divorce papers and a one-way ticket to the gutter. Cast out into a rainy night with nothing but the clothes on her back and twelve dollars, Niamh’s story should have ended there. Instead, she stumbled on a stranger in the rain. In an attempt to save him, he kisses her senseless. He is the last Lycan King standing, and a man of terrifying power, yet he is haunted by a seven-century curse. When the king has a taste of Niamh in the pouring rain, he knew he had to keep her for himself, even though she was human and it was against the laws of their kind not to mingle with humans. The King needs her essence and Niamh realizes she could use her body to get what she wanted; revenge on Marcus and his mother for humiliating her and making her waste her time. Now, the woman Marcus discarded is rising as a global conglomerate queen and a Divine Enchantress as assigned by the Moon Goddess. While her ex-husband’s empire crumbles into bankruptcy and his body rots with a shameful curse, Niamh is learning that being "claimed" by the King is much more than the contract she'd initially made with him. He wanted to use her as his cure. She wanted to use him for her revenge. But in the Lumina Realm, the Goddess has other plans.
The Alpha's Regret: His Forsaken True Mate

The Alpha's Regret: His Forsaken True Mate

On the day of my Mating Ceremony, I stood in my sacred white silk dress, waiting to be bound to my fated mate, Alpha Hunter. But Hunter barged into the dressing room, violently ripped the dress from my body, and ordered me to give my Luna title to my best friend, Hazel. "She's dying and wants to experience being a Luna before her mind is gone. Step aside," he commanded coldly. He confessed he had been draining the pack's funds for her and even snapped my mother's pet pup's neck to hide his late-night affairs. He forced me to stand at the altar as a lowly servant while they kissed, broadcasting the fake ceremony directly into my sick Grandmother's hospital room. The horrific shock caused my Grandmother's heart monitor to flatline. At the hospital, I discovered an even darker truth. Years ago, Hazel had framed me for treason out of jealousy, causing me to be kidnapped and tortured by Rogues in a freezing lake of silver. The silver poisoning left me permanently infertile. And while I was dying in the ICU sending thousands of SOS calls, Hunter had blocked every single one to perform a secret Blood Oath with Hazel. I lost my only family, my fertility, and my youth to a man who treated me like trash to protect a traitor. I grabbed the wolf-tooth necklace from my neck and snapped the leather cord. “I, Chloe, reject you, Hunter, as my mate.” The words left my lips like a blade. He didn’t know yet that rejection was only the beginning. This time, I wasn’t just leaving. I was going to bury them both.
The Queen They Lost, Now His

The Queen They Lost, Now His

spent three years saving every single credit to buy the Moonlight Grass. It was the only herb capable of healing my damaged wolf spirit. But the moment I walked through the door, my eldest brother, the Pack Alpha, snatched it from my trembling hands. "Willow has a migraine," Ryker stated, his voice devoid of warmth. "She needs this." I begged him. I told him it cost a fortune. I told him it was my only chance to finally shift. But Axel, my second brother and the Pack Doctor, just adjusted his glasses with clinical coldness. "Don't be selfish, Ember. Willow is fragile. Your jealousy is ugly." They boiled my entire future into a tea for an adopted sister who was faking it. Desperate to prove I wasn't the villain, I spent my last emergency cash on gifts for them. But when I handed Willow a silk dress, she smirked at me, stepped on the hem, and threw herself backward onto the carpet. "My ankle!" she screamed. "Ryker, she pushed me!" I rushed forward to help, but my bad leg gave out. I smashed my knee against the metal bed frame, blood instantly soaking through my jeans. Axel didn't check my shattered knee. He roared at me, "You vicious snake! You wanted her to trip!" Ryker loomed over me, his Alpha Command crushing my lungs like a physical weight. "Get out of my sight." Bleeding, broke, and heartbroken, I dragged myself out into the storm. They thought I would crawl to a friend's house. They thought I would always be their punching bag. Instead, I accepted an offer from the rival Shadow Alpha to join a top-secret research facility. A fifteen-year lockdown. No contact. A complete erasure of my existence. As I stepped onto the private jet, I looked down at the house one last time. "Happy Birthday, brothers," I whispered into the wind. I hope you enjoy the silence when you realize the sister you tortured is gone forever.