Young orphan werewolf, Lyra, leaves her pack after getting her heart broken by the new alpha, Glen, her lifelong friend... in pursuit of a quiet human life. But fate says otherwise, she discovers she is pregnant with the alpha's children but doesn't contact him. She meets a funny human male whom she's willing to spend the rest of her life with and who loves her children like they are his own. But the past comes calling years later, when the Alpha's mate cheats on him and his sick father keeps asking for Lyra, he tracks her down and summons her back but she refuses. The Alpha's orchestrates her kidnapping and when they meet again he feels the mate bond between the two of them, realizing Lyra is his second chance mate, he tries to make her his Luna but the pain he caused her when he broke her heart, coupled with the fact that she had a werewolf shaman block her mate bond senses with aconite and that had found new love in her human husband and children, she couldn't feel and or recognize that bond. Lyra fights for her independence, facing old friends, and Glen fights to take his mate, going after Lyra's new found family and friends, even without knowing he was harming his blood. Utah has been behind every misfortune that has occurred to the Buckwills in his search to remove weak leadership and find a leader worthy to be Alpha of the Highblood pack. His plots have been the force that sets chaos in motion. Blood is spilled, war erupts and wills are tested. It gets bigger than the pack, it gets bigger than family.
Anacostia raced up the mountains in her wolf form, her eyes thick as the night and yet so bright they cut through the darkness. She soon got to a clearing at the top where she shifted into her human form. A man was there waiting for her, he hid behind the shadows of the trees but his size was perceptible still. He had already left some clothes for her to put on, which she did.
"Why summon me high up here? I'm sure a phone call or a meeting in your parlour would have sufficed for this conversation."
"I assure you, it would not." His voice shook with the trees being carried by the wind.
"Well, colour me amused. So, what was so important I had to run up a mountain for."
"The pack!" His voice went up an octave. "The pack is dying under weak leadership."
"You dare utter such treasonous words! You are Beta, and should be unwaveringly loyal." She growled at him.
"Open your eyes child! The Alpha and his so-called successor, his cowardly son... must die. And so will any who stands with them."
The sun was seated high in the pale blue sky with graduation caps flying high trying to reach it but falling back down to the hands of their throwers, the graduating class of 2023. Excitement was the mask of the day, graduates celebrating and parents celebrating with them. But none was as excited as Lyra who felt like the luckiest girl in the world. It had been one landmark after the other for her; she turned 24 two weeks ago and her guardians threw a hell deafening party for her.
But there was a hole luck could not fill, that of a parent. Lyra was orphaned when she was 12, her parents and brother murdered in front of her as a result of the Laurent Struggle, a war that was fought between three powerful alphas for the territorial claim of Laurent City. A war which Lyra's parents fervently defended the Buckwill name and lost their lives for it. Since then she's lived with the Buckwils, the alpha's family who's only child, Glen, she's long developed an affection for. She looked around and saw parents taking pictures with their graduating children, families holding hands. She might not have parents but the boy she loves was coming home, he schooled in another city but was now done. She got into her car, a yellow Chevy and drove off.
On getting to the mansion she called home, the Buckwill residence, she saw a Tesla parked in front of the house... she was so excited, it was Glen's car. She quickly parked, barely, and jumped out the car, running into the house looking around for him.
"Glenny! Glenny!" She sang his name as she walked through the corridors.
She opened his room door but it was empty, same as it had been for the past 6 months. She ran to the Alpha's room, knocking on it several times but there was no answer so she just opened the door. It was also empty, she was disappointed and yet confused.
"Where is everyone?" She soliloquized.
"Right here!" A sharp low but audible voice rang from behind her, giving her a scare that caused her to swing her elbow backwards, striking the speaker's throat with it.
Glen began choking hard, he held his neck trying to breathe, scared that something might have been broken.
"Jeez Glenny, what have I told you about sneaking up on me? What the heck?" She scolded him as he fell on his knees still choking.
She knelt by him worried she'd crushed his windpipe, but after a few seconds he got better. Although his throat was still hurting.
"What in the moon's shadow has gotten into you?" He let out when he could finally speak.
"You startled me."
"I can see that. Where is everyone?"
"I was about to ask you the same thing." She asked in confusion."
"By the moon goddess, you're more beautiful than the last time I saw you." He flattered her.
Lyra blushed, she couldn't even look straight into Glen's eyes. A lot of things were storming through her mind to say, something to throw of the mojo that was sparking between them, she even thought of talking about the Cross, a ritual they had to do that night but she couldn't bring herself to do it, she had loved him for as long as she could remember, it was no hidden fact, but she had done nothing about it... Now, she decided not to do nothing, to keep her luck rolling, franchising. She leaned forward and kissed him. After a few seconds he slowly pulled away, not in a resistive manner, just in a doubtful manner.
"Lyra." He called her softly and she placed her index finger on his lip, silencing him and then kissed him again, this time more passionately and he mirrored that passion. He got up and lifted her as he did, still kissing her, he carried her into his parents room and closed the door behind him.
Anacostia 'Nightbane' Peckerwood, a frightening terror in the lycan world walked into the Buckwill mansion as though it was hers, confident, unwavering, as though she knew there was no one around... None except the two owners of the cars she saw in front of the house. She was of the Peckerwood family, the strongest in Buckwill's pack, presumably even stronger than the Buckwill family. Yet they were inarguably deemed the most loyal family in the pack.
She went directly to the Alpha's room and opened the door. Lyra and Glen were asleep, covered in bedspreads and in each other's arms. She walked slowly towards the bed, not making a sound but Lyra's eyes opened, spotting a blurry figure close by she jumped off the bed in fear that that was the Alpha or even Luna, grabbing her clothes that were on the floor to shield her bare body. Glen also woke up, still covered with the bedspread just laid there in shock. They were first relieved to see the person standing there wasn't any of Glen's parents, but then a new kind of fear crept in when they saw the beautiful killer of a 32 year old standing there.
"Anacostia! What are you doing in the room of your Alpha?" Glen tried to summon some courage.
"I could ask you the same question, both of you."
"I–"
"Get dressed before someone else comes around," she interrupted him. "I could smell you both from the gate, stinking of estrogen and testosterone. I'll be waiting in the sitting room, The Cross is about to begin and I will be your guide."
She walked away and the duo hurriedly put their clothes on, too ashamed to even look at each other or revel in the ecstasy of what just happened between them. Lyra quickly walked out of the room with her head down, Glen tried to say something but the words couldn't escape his mouth. He felt bad for letting her go like that. But he too had to go, so he also got dressed and exited the room. Anacostia was waiting in the sitting room helping herself to an apple when Glen walked in but Lyra wasn't there.
"Give her a minute." Anacostia said when he wanted to go look for her. He sat beside her, his heart beating in loud scattered rhythms. "What did you do?" She asked.
"What?" He asked in confusion.
" I can barely put a thought together with your heart beating as loud as the Krakatoa eruption. So, what did you do that's making you so uneasy?"
"Nothing!"
"Okay." She spoke with so much indifference and rested her back proper on the couch.
"Okay!" He couldn't hold it in. "She told me she loves me and I didn't know what to say."
"Whew! You sure know how to put vinegar in a good milkshake."
Lyra walked into the room and they all went silent. She had tied her hair in a ponytail and changed to a short sleeve tee shirt and jean shorts. She walked to the door without looking at either of them, indicating that they should be on their way.
"Well, there's been a recent addition to The Cross ritual." Anacostia said with a hellish smile and crossed her legs. "I'm not here to take you to The Cross. It begins now, I am your predator and you two are the prey. You will try to survive me hunting you while making the cross. And as such, I give you a two minute head start. Let's see if you can survive Nightbane. And note, you could die in this ritual."
In the bustling streets of a modern metropolis, Eyre Cheshire, an investigative journalist finds herself entangled in a web-ful world of criminal masterminds and gang lords. When a young high-profile businessman helps her with a story and they become interested in each other but hides his true identity as the son of a Mafia boss, Eyre must navigate through a labyrinth of clues and hidden motives to uncover the truth. As the body count and disappearances rises and the stakes escalate, she races against time to break the wheel of organized crime in her city before it takes everyone past the tipping point. With her own love life interrupting her investigation and her emotions for this young man intruding every step of the way, Eyre must confront her deepest fears, test the strength of her love and outsmart a cunning adversary in this gripping psychological mafia romance.
After the death of her parents, Naya lived with her aunt, who maltreated her. She endured all pains, and hoped for a change. She was sold out, to become a maid at the palace. As time went on, she began to serve the Alpha. She became a threat to Diva, the mistress, who always wanted to see her suffer or be dead, whenever she gets a chance. Along the line, she is tagged as a whore, being that alpha had a fight with his friend, whom he never quarreled with. Rumors were spread that she was dating the alpha. She felt attached to Alpha Rohan, but doesn't want to, as she is just a maid. She was heartbroken when she saw alpha under the sheets with Diva. All sort of emotions swelled in her heart. Alpha did not understand why his heart was clenching in pain and guilt. She tries to avoid the alpha, but it seems like fate never agrees with her. They fell in love with each other, and admitted that they feel for each other. Diva was not happy and wanted to kill her. Her plans were abortive, and it was known all over that Naya was alpha Rohan's long lost Luna. He finally found happiness, as Luna bore him an heir.
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"