She hasn't spoken in thirteen years. Tonight, everything she has been hiding from finds her anyway. Ayla has survived by staying invisible. No wolf. No voice. No place in the pack that took her in after her family was destroyed. She kept her head down, stayed out of the way, and asked for nothing from anyone. It worked. Until the night of her eighteenth birthday changed everything. Her wolf awakens — sharp, sarcastic, and completely unimpressed with the situation. Her first shift happens alone in the snow, the way every important moment in her life has happened. And when she returns to the packhouse, three scents wrap around her like chains she didn't agree to wear. Three doors. Three bonds. Three mates. Kael — cold, commanding, already certain the world bends to him. Ryker — dangerous, sharp-tongued, and the one who told her to find somewhere else to sleep just hours ago. Soren — quiet, watchful, and somehow the most unsettling of the three. The future Alpha, Beta, and Delta of the pack. The last wolves on earth she would have chosen. Ayla felt the bond. She understood exactly what it meant. And she made the only decision that made sense. She ran. But all three of them have her scent now. And they are already coming. She survived thirteen years of silence. Surviving them is going to be something else entirely....
(It's completed! Thank you to every reader who follows this book and everyone who was moved by Zoe's story. I hope we can all achieve the future we desire!) A lone alpha lost his destined queen in a savage border raid. Her passing became the pack’s eternal wound—each year the wolves gather in silence beneath a moon painted black. Five years on, the mark on his soul flares again—this time for the last person he expected: the younger sister of the woman whose ghost still rules every heartbeat. Whispers rise like winter fog: she was the reason the beloved heir leapt into death’s jaws; she should have been the one never to return. She has grown up invisible, a pale echo of a brighter star, bearing the weight of every unspoken wish that the grave had chosen differently. She dreamed that a mate’s eyes might finally see her, not the silhouette behind her. Instead she finds the same mirror of grief—and when he flinches, her last hope cracks. One word, sharp as broken ice, severs the bond before it can tighten. He lets her walk away, telling himself it is mercy. Then the ground shifts: buried lies surface, guilt turns inside-out, and the alpha understands how completely he was wrong. He races against rumor and remorse, chasing the flicker of a second chance. But the wolf he rejected has learned to sing her own song beneath stranger moons—and she is no longer sure the path home ends with him.
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family’s abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth—he doesn’t love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country’s youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she’s exactly the kind of woman he’d want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she’s now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy… Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she’s done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he’s still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out…
“You like your holes getting wrecked by our c*cks at the same time, right?” Axel growled at the same time he hit that spot, one that made me dizzy with intense pleasure and made me moan around his brother’s c*ck. Ashley has always known hell at the hands of her triplet stepbrothers. Her mother’s affair with their mother drove her to her death and they’re determined to make her life a living hell. And that, they did to the maximum. Until they realize that they all share a fated mate and she’s no one other than Ashley. She rejects them and now, they must fight tooth and nail to prove themselves to her as worthy of her forgiveness and love. This is a dark romance with bully themes and with HEA.
She had been secretly in love with him for three years. They had kept a hidden relationship for three years. But one day, she heard a shocking truth from her best friend: he was already in a relationship with someone else. She finally realized she had only been a stand-in all along. To claim her father’s inheritance, she agreed to a blind date. But by mistake, she sat at the wrong table. “I’ll marry you,” she said calmly. “One year later, we end the engagement.” The man opposite her raised an eyebrow. “Fine. But why wait? We can register the marriage now.” Later, her ex saw the ring on her hand and regretted it. He grabbed her wrist with red eyes. “Let’s get back together, please.” Before she could respond, a hand wrapped around her waist from behind. A cold voice sounded: “So you want to be a homewrecker?” He glanced at her ex. “Sorry, you’re holding my wife’s hand.” “And if you don’t let go… I might break it.” Only then did the ex realize—she was now his rival’s wife.
"You don't need to worry about her. That weak, pathetic omega — no matter what I do to her, she'll never reject me. She'd never give up the mate bond." I heard him say it from fifteen feet away, through an open examination room door, while I was standing alone in the hallway holding my prenatal prescription slip. The paper crinkled where my fingers tightened around it. - The Moon Goddess gave me the Alpha I'd loved from across every room I'd never been important enough to stand in. I was grateful. I gave up my degree, my career, my body, my name — everything, to be the Luna that Frostmoon Pack needed. Ethan Stone gave me four years of silence. Then I saw him in a hospital corridor, one hand at the small of another she-wolf's back. She was pregnant. She asked him who I was. He said: I don't know her. Why would I know someone like that. So I stopped waiting to be chosen. I had my puppy and left him. Five years later, I came back. Now I'm the woman every room turns for. My name opens doors his money can't. The men who want me are lining up — and Ethan Stone is destroying every single one of them. "We never severed the bond. You are still my Luna. And if you think I'm going to stand here and watch you take another man's mark — you don't know me at all."
