Sofia Jones is a seventeen-year-old human who has never met her father. Her mother is never around because she would rather spend her time at the club than with her daughter. She isn't the most popular girl in school and only has one friend, Ella. Sofia has been in love with her best friend's twin brother since middle school, but she knows they can never be together, not only because he is the most popular boy who has been bullying her since freshman year but also because he is her best friends brother. Ethan Black is the most popular boy in school. He is the Quarterback of the football team, and he can have any girl he wants, except for the one he has been in love with since the fifth grade, Sofia. She is his twin sister's best friend, but that is not the only reason he can't have her. Ethan Black is a werewolf, along with his twin sister and the rest of his family, and Sofia is a human who knows nothing about werewolves. Ethan has been bullying her since freshman year. He feels it is better to push her away than to stay close to her. He knows he will meet his Mate soon since his eighteenth birthday is coming up, but something shocking happens. He discovers that Sofia is his Mate. Now, he is determined to make Sofia his, but will he be able to do that after the way he has been treating her? How will Sofia react when she discovers werewolves and other supernatural beings exist? What happens when the Vampire King takes a liking to Sofia and wants to make her his? Who will Sofia end up with? You will have to read to find out!
"I, Mason Stormfang, Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, reject you, Aliyah Raye, as my mate and Luna!" He growled, leaving me on the ground, whimpering in pain. --- When my mate rejected me and cast me out of the pack, selling me to the annual auction of the Werewolf Council, I, Aliyah Raye, a rejected omega betrayed by all, found myself auctioned off to the highest bidder. Every hope was stripped away as I became a mere slave to the high-rank werewolves. I could do nothing but stand and listen to the lustful voices of my bidders. One voice silenced them all—the gauntlet hit the gravel, sealing my fate. And I became more than a commodity, more than an omega sold to the highest bidder. I became a possession of the most powerful and feared alpha in our world, the dark Alpha Zion Emberthorn. He is known to be mate-less. So why do I, a rejected omega, feel a mate bond with the mate-less Alpha? Am I his second chance, or is he mine? Why does he hurt me yet keep me close? Why does he tend to my wounds only to break me all over again?
(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.
“Say it like you mean it, darling,” he purred, leaning in and licking my neck, “and I might stop.” * My mother got remarried… and cursed me in the process. I thought moving into this mansion would be the worst part of it. I was wrong. Because living here means living under the same roof with them. The Varkas brothers. Beautiful. Dangerous. Possessive. And absolutely, devastatingly off-limits. They call me “stepsister.” But the way they look at me? The way they touch me? It’s anything but brotherly. There’s something wrong with them. Something not… human. I can feel it in the way their eyes flash when they’re angry. In the way their bodies burn hotter than they should. In the way they move, like predators in the dark. I don’t know what they are. But I know one thing… whatever’s hunting me now, I won’t survive it. Not if I keep letting them close. Not if I keep letting them ruin me with their hands, their mouths, their filthy words. I should run. I should fight. But the truth is… part of me doesn’t want to escape. Because whatever they are… I crave it. And once they claim me, there’s no coming back. One more thing… All three of them touch me, all three of them make me feel things, but there’s one in particular… One… * AUTHOR’S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn't a sweet romance kind of book. It’s dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, “Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt.” But if this is not, then…
In her previous life, she gave in again and again for the sake of family. What she got in return was their cruelty. To protect their adopted daughter, her four brothers let kidnappers break her hands and legs. Her husband was even more heartless—he pushed his pregnant wife down the stairs, ending two lives at once. When she opened her eyes again, she was given a second chance. Her ex-husband was a wealthy heir, but she would never beg for his love. She threw the divorce papers straight at his face. This time, she would no longer care about her brothers as they destroyed themselves. When her ex was betrayed by the woman he once loved, she only watched with satisfaction. She tore apart the scheming women, crushed the arrogant men, and finally stopped hiding her true abilities. The world watched in shock as she became an unstoppable force. And then came three unrelated brothers who treasured her like their own life. The eldest said, “Our little darling is delicate and fragile. Don’t you dare bully her.” The second said, “Our little darling is afraid of the dark. Don’t scare her.” The third said, “A good woman never goes back to a bad man, sweetheart.” Everyone was speechless. This sweet, adorable powerhouse was afraid of the dark? Really? How could anyone lie so confidently with their eyes wide open? Who would even dare to bully her? When her ex-husband finally came back, he knelt before her with a durian in his hands, his eyes red with regret. “Babe, I was wrong. The woman I’ve always loved… has always been you.”
They say Alpha King Maximus is a monster — too big, too brutal, too cursed. His bed is a death sentence, and no woman has ever left it alive. So why did he choose me? The fat, unwanted omega. The one my own pack offered up like trash. One night with the merciless King was supposed to end me. Instead, it ruined me. Now I crave the man who takes without mercy. His touch burns. His voice commands. His body destroys. And I keep going back for more. But Maximus doesn’t do love. He doesn’t do mates. He takes. He owns. And he never stays. Too bad for him…I’m not the weak, pathetic girl they threw away. I’m something far more dangerous —the one woman who can break his curse… or break his kingdom.
