Arianna Bellamy was never supposed to live a life of magic and mystery. But one fateful night, her path crossed with mighty Alpha Liam Alaric, and everything she held as the truth shattered. Attacked by renegade wolves and saved by Liam, Ariana is thrown deep into the perilous world of werewolves-only to find herself linked to an ancient prophecy. Her powers ignite when Ariana discovers she has a bloodline that is cursed. She's much more than Liam's destined mate-she holds the key to ending a lethal curse that's been tormenting his pack for generations. But with Liam's treacherous stepbrother and a dark Alpha spirit manipulating events from behind the scenes, trust is a fragile thing. Tangled between betrayal at every turn and an expiring date for intervention, Ariana and Liam are tasked with knitting their strengths together to avert a war between wolves and humans. But the biggest fight lies within-whether Ariana will take up her destiny or the curse will kill them both.
Ariana Bellamy always liked the quiet of night. It was just that type of stillness that set her free from the noise of her life: law books, deadlines, and the eternal circle of routine. But tonight, the stillness felt wrong, unnatural. The air was thick with an energy she couldn't explain, a sense of being watched, which raised the hairs on the back of her neck.
She stopped in the middle of the dark sidewalk, drawing her jacket closer to her as the wind began to whip around her. The quiet streets of Ravenwood-her somnambulant town-had never felt uncomfortable. It wasn't the cold seeping into her bones but something else-something pulling at her instincts.
Ariana turned on the shoulder to look back. Of course, there was nothing but the stretching shadows of a deserted street. A soft hum of a far-off streetlamp danced, casting an eerie glow over the cobblestones. Her house wasn't that far anymore-just a few more blocks ahead. She had been at the small bookstore in town, picking up a few things her grandmother needed.
Her grandmother-the thought of her-might have made Ariana smile despite the creeping unease. The old woman had been all she had left when her parents died when she was young. She had raised Ariana here in this quiet town, far away from the life they once knew, and had always been a firm believer in old legends and folklore. Ariana had never paid much attention to them. Until tonight.
It had started hours ago, right after she had left the bookshop. At that time, though, it had been quite easy to dismiss that feeling-her imagination playing games with her, most probably. But now, as the echo of her footsteps reverberated against the pavement bereft of all life, that prickling sensation was a bit difficult to suppress. Something wasn't quite right.
She quickened her pace, and the only sound that broke the stillness was the distant rustling of the trees. But just as she reached the corner of Cedar Street, there was-the quiet coldly iced-a low growl, barely audible, unmistakably there. Her blood went cold.
Ariana froze in mid-step. Her breath caught in her throat as she slowly turned her head, eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of movement. For one moment, there was nothing; the wind and the distant hum of the streetlamp.
Then, she saw it.
A pair of glowing yellow eyes stared back at her from the darkened alley just ahead.
Her heart slammed against her chest as she tumbled backward, her mind racing down what lay before her: wolves. There shouldn't be wolves in this part of the country, not anywhere near a town like this.
But the eyes in the shadows belonged to no ordinary wolf. It was huge-too large for a normal animal-and in the way that it moved, slow and predatory, sent chills down her spine.
She began to back away, her breath catching in short gasps, her mind screaming at her to run. But her legs would not move, fixed to one spot as the creature stepped into the dull light.
Its fur was deep, silvery gray, almost shimmering in the faint light of the streetlamp. He stalked toward her, eyes only for hers, shining with a strange intelligence, coursing through her veins the icy fingers of fear. It wasn't just an animal. It was something more. Something darker.
He growled again, much louder this time, baring his teeth as if a rumble of thunder emerged from his core to the air. She took a few steps back, her legs finally giving her the strength to do anything, but it was too late. With a great amount of energy, the creature leaped toward her-with incredibly fearsome speed.
Just as she steeled herself for the impact, another growl-louder, more menacing-filled the air. A second wolf, even bigger than the first, slammed into the gray wolf with bone-crushing force, sending it sprawling across the pavement. The two creatures clashed in a frenzy of snarls and snapping jaws, their bodies a blur of fur and fangs.
Ariana jumped up in a whirl of questions that now raced in her mind. What was going on, she didn't know, but one thing she knew: she had to get out of there-now.
She ran-legs carrying her down the street, feet pounding pavement-while muffled sounds of the fight came from behind her. She did not dare look back. All that was on her mind was to reach her house, get inside, and lock the door.
Fear and confusion roiled her mind, but deep underneath, something seethed. Something elemental. Something she couldn't explain. The second wolf, which had saved her, hadn't felt like some random act of violence. There was something almost deliberate about it-as if it had been protecting her. But why?
Ariana didn't have time to register that. She saw her house come into view and practically threw herself up the porch steps as her hands shook, feeling for keys. The howling of the wolves was a distant echo - the fight growing fainter with every passing second - as she jammed the key into the lock and pushed the door open.
She slammed the door shut behind her, leaning against the door, her chest heaving with ragged breaths. The safety of the house enveloped her like a blanket, but her heart refused to stop racing.
What the hell had just happened?
Her grandmother's voice was less than soft when called from the living room, drawing her out of her panicked thoughts. "Ari? Is that you?"
Ariana swallowed hard, the shaking of her voice. "Yeah... I'm... I'm home.
Did you get what I asked for?" Her grandmother was so light, oblivious to the chaos that Ariana had just escaped from.
"Yeah," she said, barely above a whisper, catching her breath. "I got it.
She leaned against the door a moment, the feeling of something shifting refusing to be shaken. The quiet of the night had returned, but the unease which followed her home lay thick and heavy.
Deep inside, Ariana knew that this was only the beginning, that whatever happened tonight, it wasn't the end of it by a long shot.
Warning: This book has erotica content Rejected by her mate. Betrayed by her pack. Left to die in the wild. Alina swore she'd return stronger and destroy the ones who shattered her life. But when a brutal attack leaves her scarred and broken, salvation comes in the form of Kennedy - the enigmatic and feared Alpha of the North. He calls her his mate. She would not believe him. Love once burned her, and she would not let that happen again. But Kennedy isn't one to back away from a fight, and as he chips away at the walls around her, Alina starts to wonder if her shattered heart could ever be whole again. Wracked by vengeance in her soul and bound with a mate she is terrified to trust, Alina is torn between the past that haunts her and the future that might just save her. Some bonds destroy. Others are strong enough to heal.
Jill Alexander, an ordinary police officer, experiences a life-altering nightmare where the world is plunged into chaos as scientists are mysteriously murdered. When he awakens, he discovers a futuristic system implanted in his body-an advanced AI codenamed SEA-Z. Now tasked with a mission of global importance, Jill must protect the world's leading scientists, who hold the key to humanity's survival. With SEA-Z's guidance, his once simple life turns into a high-stakes battle as he tracks down a network of spies determined to unleash destruction. Jill races against time to uncover the truth and neutralize the threat before it's too late.
[WARNING! FOR 18+ ONLY] After a fight with her stepmother, Beverley Holmes suddenly received a wedding invitation that made her face pale. Not because it was from her ex-boyfriend, who was getting married to another woman. It was because the bride's name written on it was her own! How could it be?! So, her stepmother didn’t lie to her? The woman had actually sold her to pay off a multi-million dollar debt? Then who is her future husband? *** The first time Brent Oliver saw his future wife on the wedding altar, he vowed never to be seduced by her beauty and sexiness. However, he didn't expect that the more time he spent with her, her innocent, virtuous, and hard-to-get demeanor would be so seductive that it would drive him crazy. Can he continue to maintain his relationship with his secret lover? Or is he stuck with his alluring wife instead?
"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!
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.
"I want a divorce!" Ryan demanded, despite the fact that he had cheated on her with his ex. ~ Serena is no longer the quiet, romantic lady Ryan Winters married and divorced five years ago. Now the CEO of Rocky's Designs, she is bright, unwavering, and unapologetic about her independence-a far cry from the woman Ryan remembers. When fate brings them back into one another's lives, Ryan is forced to confront the truth about their past, their newfound hot chemistry, and a surprising revelation; Serena has a daughter who may be his. But Ryan's girlfriend, Kate, isn't prepared to lose him again. She will do whatever it takes to keep Ryan in her grasp-even if it means destroying Serena's life and the corporate empire she has built. What happens when Serena's now peaceful life is being disrupted? Will Serena lose once again or will she seize this billionaire's heart?
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."