“I,reject my mate." In the second month after my eighteenth birthday, my mate rejected me before everyone. I left the Pack in disgrace, carrying the scars of mockery and a past filled with bullying. Just when I thought my life would descend into darkness, everything changed after I met a kind Luna and Alpha…… I became a formidable warrior, leading my unit to reclaim my mother's pack, and ultimately rose as a powerful female Alpha. Now, my former mate—the Alpha heir of Silverwing—has finally cast aside all duty and chains, striving with all his might to embrace me. Should I give him a second chance?
In her previous life, she loved the wrong people, betrayed by a deceitful man and her so-called best friend. Everyone who cared for her died because of her. Reborn, she vows to take revenge on those who ruined her—and to make amends to the man she once feared and avoided. But when she wakes in the hospital, the first thing she hears is him coldly asking for a divorce. Wait… this isn’t how it happened before. Divorce? She will never agree. Given a second chance at life, she is determined to rewrite her tragic fate. This time, she will change her fate.
(Daily Updates) “Go, chase your past, Ronan. I’m done being second choice.” **** Evelyn risked everything for her mate, Ronan—her future, her ambition, her freedom, even her gift for him. And he repays her with five years of cold, distant marriage. Ronan never touches her, never shows her love, always consumed by Pack duties. But when his long-lost lover returns, everything shifts. Ronan abandons her, choosing her rival over his mate at every turn. Fed up and done being the second option, Evelyn takes a bold step—she plans to unbind him, to divorce. Ronan isn’t letting go. He’s furious, possessive, and dangerously determined. And just when Evelyn thinks she can’t fight alone… his Alpha steps in. Can Evelyn reclaim her life and awaken her inner wolf—or will Ronan’s possessive fury and Pack politics trap her forever?
Born without a wolf. Erased from existence. Locked in a tower. Forgotten by the world. Rejected by her fated mate. Verity Valcaryn has known nothing but silence and shadows. Hidden in a tower her entire life, she was cast aside by her royal family for being wolf-less — an embarrassment, a secret twin no one was meant to know. On her 18th birthday, she escapes and is mistaken for her sister, Felicity and marked by a prince she doesn’t know. But when her identity is revealed, her own blood condemns her as a witch. She is thrown into the cursed Darklands to die. Only, she doesn’t die. Three years later, she returns. Now, she is The Silent Luna — Queen of Rogues, bearer of cursed magic, and chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, reborn with a wolf of darkness, forbidden magic, and a hunger for vengeance. But love wasn’t part of her plan. Fate throws her into the hands of Cassian, King of Lunaris, a man grieving a lost mate — who may just be her second chance As kingdoms crumble and betrayal runs deep, Verity must decide… Will she save the realm that destroyed her? Or burn it to the ground?
Yeah, no question now. My bastard boyfriend dragged me out here for a vacation, and while I'm out grabbing beer, he's banging some chick on our bed. I can hear everything—rhythmic skin slapping against skin, her over-the-top moans that sound more like a dying animal than passion, and—oh, fuck me—the worst part? The grating sound of what's gotta be her teeth scraping against peni... well, you know. Lorenzo's voice drips with lust, "Ever since I hit you up on that app last month, Lily, I've been hooked. Those bra pics you sent? They set me on fire. You're always teasing, never showing the whole thing. I can't even see your nipples..." My heart sinks straight to the fucking floor. That app. The one I saw pop up on his phone last month. The one he swore was just "an old account" he forgot to delete. Bullshit. My brain reels. 'So this is why Lorenzo picked this miserable town for a getaway,' I think, a sick realization dawning. His skanky online hookup with probable STDs lives here. 'Never thought talking shit about me could be foreplay for a couple.' I raise my fist and slam it against the door, hard enough that splinters of damp wood scatter onto the ratty carpet. "Honey, I'm home!" I call out.
Ava isn't your typical shapeshifter - as a panther with extraordinary powers tied to her emotions, she's one of a kind. After losing her mom and being abandoned by her werewolf dad as a kid, she found a safe haven with her Aunt Ella. For the past decade, they've been constantly on the move.
