A Lycan Alpha wants revenge. The Fox, the most feared, unknown assassin is sent to do the job. But the target is no walk in the park. And the job is more tasking than expected. The Fox gets thrown into a world of dangerous Lycan billionaires and when Sparks begin to fly, will she give in or will she kill it. This is my first book here. Update is from time to time. Might be daily if I get more than five comments.
The room was shrouded in darkness, a sanctuary of tranquil peace. The air thick with black smoke, wafting from a big cigar lodged in between two fingers.
He brought the cigar to his lips, took a long drag and puffed it into the smoky air, obscuring his vision of his darkened office.
Smoking was a last resort. It pulled him into a deep sense of serenity when stress rattled his mind and anger boiled his blood.
Tonight it was sadness that threatened to send him spiraling into a killing frenzy and though Cayden Wilder could afford ripping fragile humans to shreds he found no joy in it.
In the silence broken only by his puffing of smoke into the tranquil air, a shrill sound pierced through the smoky calm.
With a certain level of measured grace, or maybe fear of what was to come, his hand reached out into the darkness broken by the silvery light of a phone on the table.
He picked up the phone and a second later, his rumbling voice thick and ragged sounded. "Speak."
"She...she h-has passed Alpha," the hoarse anxious voice on the other end of the line said.
The silence that followed was like a cloak falling over the room. He brought the cigar to his lips, took a long drag that would be impossible if he were human and didn't puff out. The smoke burned in his chest, hot and familiar like the pain slowly making its way into his heart and blood.
He crushed the cigar between his fingers before he demanded. "When?"
"N...now. I-I watched it happen. I'm sorry Alpha." The anxious voice was truly sorry, Cayden heard it in the sharp intake of breaths and the frazzled tone of voice.
It didn't matter, by the time he was done, the entire world would be sorry.
"The doctors c-couldn't take out the silver fragments lodged in her heart," the voice added. "They tried, Alpha. They really did."
"Have you called my mother?" He watched the remains of the crushed cigar fall away through his fingers and land on his lap.
"N-No."
Of course they wouldn't call her before him. He was the Alpha, the chain of command and he just lost the one true friend he ever had.
"Call her and bring my sister home." He ended the call and placed his phone back on the table.
He should've been there with her. When he heard the news of her accident, his first instinct had been to abandon everything and fly to her but things didn't work out that way. His sister was a Lycan, his worry easily abated until they began to fill him in on the specifics of her accident.
Eleven hours after her 'accident', she was dead.
He leaned back into his chair as the first tear slipped out from his eye and ran down his cheek.
A deep chasm quaked open in his heart and he knew nothing would ever fill it.
Not even revenge.
But as the smoke lingered in the weighted silence of the room, a swirling pit of fire opened in his chest.
He closed his eyes and opened a mind-link.
'Kio,' he called into the void between linked minds.
A response came swiftly. 'What do you need, Alpha?'
'The Fox.'
A short beat of silence followed his command, before the disembodied voice filtered into his mind.
'What has happened? Has Amelia-'
'Kio. Get. Me. The. Fox.'
He closed the mind-link and opened his eyes into the darkness. More tears ran down his cheek, the sadness so palpable he tasted it and it choked him.
His sister had died.
A wide black vacuum where she once existed and he wasn't even fucking there! To hold her hand, to assure her he would kill those responsible, to see her cool ocean eyes once more before they closed forever.
Revenge was the only word that played in his head and chilled his skin.
He bolted up from his chair and was out the door in a flash as rage consumed him.
The room returned to its perfect darkened peace, thickened with cigarette smoke.
Warning! Mature Contents! ***Excerpt*** "You belong to me, Sheila. I alone am capable of making you feel this way. Your moans and body belong to me. Your soul and your body are all mine!" *** Alpha Killian Reid, the most dreaded Alpha in all of the North, wealthy, powerful and widely feared in the supernatural world, was the envy of all other packs. He was thought to have it all... power, fame, wealth and favour from the moon goddess, little was it known to his rivals that he has been under a curse, which has been kept a secret for so many years, and only the one with the gift of the moon goddess can lift the curse. Sheila, the daughter of Alpha Lucius who was an arch enemy to Killian, had grown up with so much hatred, detest and maltreatment from her father. She was the fated mate to Alpha Killian. He refused to reject her, yet he loathed her and treated her poorly, because he was in love with another woman, Thea. But one of these two women was the cure to his curse, while the other was an enemy within. How would he find out? Let's find out in this heart racing piece, filled with suspense, steamy romance and betrayal.
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!