Betrayal, fear, and confusion clouded her thoughts as she faced the harsh reality of her existence. The daughter of the Shadow Weaver's ruthless leader, she had been molded into a weapon, a puppet dancing on her father's strings. Yet, beneath the facade of loyalty, her soul yearned for something more, something real. Trapped in enemy territory, she found an unexpected solace in the arms of Christian Darwin, the Royal Beta of the Red Moon pack. His eyes, like twin galaxies, held a promise of protection and understanding. "You need to trust me," he whispered, his voice a soothing balm to her wounded spirit. "I will take away your pain. I will make them pay for what they've done to you. They'll regret every moment of it." His words hung in the air, laden with a fierce determination that resonated with Mia's shattered soul. As he opened his arms, a silent plea for her to find refuge in his embrace, she hesitated for a moment, her teary eyes searching his face for sincerity. In that fragile moment, she made a choice – to let go of the chains that bound her and to embrace the warmth of his presence. With a rush of raw, unfiltered emotion, she threw herself into his arms, seeking solace in the midst of chaos. What happens when secrets are revealed and she finds out that her life has been nothing but a series of lies? What happens when the truth unfolds and she finds out that the only person she was ever devoted to, was the one who betrayed her? She is yet to discover her true identity so join Mia on this rollercoaster journey where her mate will bring her wildest fantasies to life, where she has only one mission: Make The Culprit Pay.
Author's POV
In the moonlit shadows of the enemy's territory, she waited patiently, crouched low behind a dense thicket of bushes, as she observed her target. Slow and steady wins the race. She moved stealthily, making sure not to let a sound slip. Taking in breath in short puffs, she positioned her arm to make her move. This was yet another chance to prove to her dad that she would never let him down.
Her sleek, black attire blended seamlessly with the night, making her almost invisible to the naked eye. She had a singular, vital objective: capture the she-wolf sauntering at a distance from her.
The chilling howl of the wind was drowned out by the distant growls of the creature she sought to subdue. As her keen eyes narrowed on her quarry, she inhaled slowly, steadying her racing heart. Every muscle in her lithe frame coiled with anticipation.
Mia's gloved fingers tightened around the hilt of her specialized tranquilizer dart gun, an instrument of silent precision. It was her only chance to incapacitate the formidable foe without arousing the suspicion of the sentries patrolling nearby.
With unwavering focus, she calibrated her aim, honing in on the beast's vital points. One shot, one opportunity to subdue her quarry without detection. The stakes were higher than ever; failure was not an option.
As the moon cast an eerie glow upon the battlefield, Mia's determination burned brighter. With a deft, silent breath, she squeezed the trigger, sending the glazed silver dart hurtling toward its target. Her heart pounded as she watched it strike true, and the creature stumbled, its movements slowing as the tranquilizer took effect.
Mia didn't waste a moment. With the grace of a true master, she emerged from the shadows, swiftly and silently approaching the fallen creature. Her mission was clear: to make the formidable foe unconscious, all the while ensuring she remained an enigma in the heart of enemy territory. Her reputation as an extraordinary assassin rested on this delicate dance between shadows and skill.
Huh, freaking werewolves, known to be the strongest yet can't take a little bit of silver, she mocked in her mind, looking at the unconscious figure. Dad would be very happy today, she thought, giving a smirk. The revenge was on. They need to get a taste of their own medicine. For years, werewolves have been after them. Killing their species for no reason. Although Mia lacked certain powers her species had, it didn't make her any less than them, as, after all, she was her father's daughter. She was proud and forever will be.
She looked at the glowing star inked on her wrist. Immediately, she felt the pinning ache occur for a while before it subsided. That always happened; whenever the mark glowed, she would briefly feel a jolt of pain strike her before the tattoo would deepen its roots in her skin. But she was proud of that mark. Because it was a sign of recognition and belonging to her kind, like her father told her.
The Shadow Weavers
Masters of witchcraft and wizardry. She was proud to be a part of such a powerful family. But there was only one thing that broke her heart. She wasn't born with the special ability to cast magic. In the early years of her life, she was frustrated and angered about not being like everyone else. But then her father helped her and told her that she was different from everyone else, and that's what made her more powerful. He taught her everything and trained her to the best of her abilities.
There was a sacred book of Shadow Weavers that had always ignited her interest. She could learn a lot of spells and magic from there, but her father would never let her keep the book, as he explained it was dangerous and could be misused if lost. So she let the matter slip, but she vowed that one day she would prove herself worthy of handling it. Protecting it.
In order to overcome her weakness, she trained hard. She would invest day and night to be able to take down anyone when needed, with or without magic. And as nights passed, she became the best assassin out there, the greatest asset to her father.
Now it was finally time to pay her father back for all the efforts he had put into her. To get revenge on werewolves who had been after her father's army for ages. The Royal Red Moon pack. It was finally time for them to pay for all the people they had killed.
Theodore Maxwell, a ruthless business tycoon driven by vengeance, plots to marry Alina Roosevelt, to kill two birds with one stone; get revenge on her father and, to inherit everything that was rightfully his. Alina, a budding author with a heart as pure as her prose, was blissfully unaware of Theodore's ulterior motives when she said "I do." As Theodore's cunning plan unfolded, he found himself captivated by Alina's charm and kindness. Despite his initial intentions, he couldn't help but admire the woman he had married. But just as unexpected love began to blossom, everything crumbles with Alina’s father, who devised a cunning scheme that shattered the fragile peace in their marriage. Consumed by rage and betrayal, Theodore divorces Alina, blaming her for her father's deceit. It's too late to realize that Alina was a mere pawn in her father's malicious game. Regret gnawed at his heart as he desperately searched for her, but she had vanished without a trace. Haunted by the memory of his cruel actions, Theodore is set to find Alina and make amends. And he will stop at nothing. How long will Alina be successful in keeping her little secret hidden? ----------------------------------------------------- “I’m not your wife anymore, Theodore!” I yelled, shoving him away from me. He had absolutely no right to march back into my life. “Here’s where you are wrong Alina,” he took dangerous steps towards me until I was pushed against one of the walls, as he held me captive. “You were mine, then. You are mine now. And you, most definitely, will stay mine in the future. Not even you can separate yourself from me Alina, because you were born to be mine!” And that's when he smashed his lips against mine in a furious kiss.
Never did I think that my life could take such a huge turn. But they didn't know that it takes more than a few to take me down for I am the White Wolf who has survived all on her own for all these years and was not ready to give in just yet. Catch me if you can. ------------------------------------------------- " You don't understand anything," I gritted out . " Then make me understand, I'm willing to do anything for you. Just please stop fighting this alone. Just let me in. Let me take this pain away. Please, " he whispered while looking right in my eyes. He held so many emotions in those blue orbs that held me captive all this time.
Lily Williams and Rose Williams, the twins who are never afraid to speak their minds, always seeking something adventurous. Their wish finally comes true when an old enemy of their father returns but so does the dangers and threats of being born in a mafia family. They have always been prepared for situations like such and are ready to enjoy this rollercoaster ride, but what they were not ready for, were the two handsome men who have taken a sudden interest in them. Not to forget they just happen to bear the names that sends shivers and fear down everyone's body. Vincenzo De Connor and Dante De Connor. One is a gang leader and the other is an assassin. Together they are the best partners in crime ever known to the world. So what happens when the two unite again? What happens when both have set their goals on getting something they want? More like someone. Bullets are fired, secrets are unraveled, fear is established, pain is felt, but most importantly.... Love is discovered.
Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.