Elara, an artist, wants to prove herself after being rejected by Alpha Alistair. Her friend Eamon understands her pain. The pack's traditions mix with new problems, bringing danger closer. As things get worse, a secret comes out: Isolde, once thought bad, is secretly protecting the pack. Selene and Eamon love each other but hide it. An old prophecy says a new leader will come. Elara learns she's connected to the past through wise elder Seraphina. Trouble grows as a traitor is found in the pack. Thorne's double role confuses everyone. Alistair's past fears are revealed. The pack sees a vision that helps. They join with another pack for a big fight. In the end, Elara becomes a strong leader during a final battle. Packs unite for victory. The traitor is exposed, and Isolde's true purpose is known. Selene and Eamon's love shines. The pack blends old and new ways, securing Silverwood's future. The story ends with hope and togetherness.
My name is Elara Rivers, and I live in the ancient werewolf pack of Silverwood. The towering mountains and lush forests have always been my home, a place where the wind whispers secrets and the trees hold stories of generations. In this world of shifting shadows and hidden magic, my story unfolds.
I'm not the strongest or the fastest in the pack. I'm an artist, a 25-year-old with a heart that beats in rhythm with the colours of the world. With my brush I capture the beauty of the changing seasons, each stroke of paint reflecting the emotions that swirl within me. But beneath the calm surface lies a pain that runs deep, a wound that refuses to heal.
It all began with Alpha Alistair Blackthorn's rejection. A rejection that echoed through the woods, a howl of sorrow that only my ears could hear. We were once close, bound by the thread of destiny that ties mates together. But Alistair chose another, and my heart shattered like fragile glass. His eyes, once filled with warmth for me, now held nothing but distance and indifference.
The pain of rejection gnawed at my soul. Every step I took within the pack felt like a reminder of what I had lost. The others whispered behind my back, their gazes filled with pity and curiosity. I buried my hurt beneath layers of determination, determined to prove my worth beyond the traditional expectations of a mate. I poured my emotions onto the canvas, each painting a testament to the storm raging within me.
But even amidst the pain, there was one who stood by my side. Eamon Frost, a loyal friend who had tasted rejection himself. His eyes held empathy, his words a balm to my wounded heart. He understood the ache that refused to go, the ache that bound us together in a web of shared pain.
One day, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the first stars blinked into existence, I stood by the edge of the woods. The air was thick with the scent of pine and earth, a scent that had always comforted me. But that night, a different scent tingled at the edge of my senses-an unfamiliar, unsettling scent.
I squinted into the shadows, my heart quickening its pace. And then I saw it-a figure, tall and mysterious, covered in darkness. My breath caught in my throat as I watched them move with an otherworldly grace. Goosebumps prickled along my arms, a mix of fear and curiosity coursing through my veins.
The figure paused, their head turning in my direction. Despite the distance, I felt their gaze lock onto mine, a connection that sent shivers down my spine. My instincts screamed at me to run, to retreat to the safety of the pack. But I stood rooted to the spot, unable to tear my eyes away from the mystery before me.
As quickly as they had appeared, the figure melted into the shadows, leaving me alone with my racing heart and a thousand questions. Who were they? What were they doing here, on Silverwood territory? And why did their presence stir something deep within me, like a melody I couldn't quite grasp?
I turned away from the woods, my mind spinning with thoughts and emotions. The scent of mystery lingered in the air, mingling with the memories of Alistair's rejection. Two worlds collided within me-the pain of the past and the promise of the unknown.
And so, under the watchful gaze of the moon, I walked back toward the heart of Silverwood, my steps carrying me closer to a destiny I couldn't yet comprehend. The echoes of rejection faded into the background, replaced by the haunting melody of a secret waiting to be unravelled.
The days that followed were filled with a sense of unease, a feeling that something had been set into motion. I threw myself into my art with even greater fervour, my brushstrokes a reflection of the turmoil within me. The pack's routines continued, the daily rhythms masking the undercurrents of tension that lingered beneath the surface.
Eamon watched me closely, his eyes filled with concern. "Elara," he said one evening as we sat by the fire, "you've been distant. Is there something you're not telling me?"
I hesitated, the weight of my secrets pressing against my chest. How could I explain the mysterious figure in the woods, the haunting presence that lingered in my thoughts? "It's nothing, Eamon," I replied with a forced smile. "Just lost in my own world, you know?"
He didn't press further, but his eyes held a lingering worry that I couldn't shake.
As the moon waxed and waned, tensions within the pack grew. Ancient rivalries resurfaced, fueled by the ever-present struggle between tradition and the changing world. Alpha Alistair's authority was challenged by Kieran Darkwater, his second-in-command, leading to a divide that threatened to tear the pack apart.
The pack needed unity more than ever. But unity remained elusive, overshadowed by power struggles and old wounds. I felt the weight of it all, the knowledge that Silverwood's survival hinged on our ability to come together.
And then, one moonlit night, as I stood on the edge of the woods, the air shifted. The familiar scent of pine was tainted with something new, something that sent a shiver down my spine. A presence emerged from the shadows, the same mysterious figure I had seen before.
This time, they stepped closer, revealing themselves in the pale moonlight. Their eyes held a glint of recognition, as if they had been expecting me. "Elara Rivers," their voice was a soft melody, woven with secrets. "The rejected mate seeking redemption."
My heart raced, a mixture of fear and curiosity bubbling within me. "Who are you?" I managed to ask, my voice barely more than a whisper.
The figure took another step forward, their gaze never leaving mine. "I am Isolde Nightshade," they replied, their words carrying the weight of history. "A warrior with a past intertwined with Silverwood's destiny."
Isolde Nightshade-both a name and a promise, a puzzle piece in the story of the pack. I was drawn to their presence, to the air of mystery that surrounded them. But as my instincts screamed at me to run, to seek safety, I knew that my path was irrevocably changed.
Isolde's eyes bore into mine, a silent understanding passing between us. "Elara, there are greater forces at play here," they said, their voice a mere breath on the wind. "The pack's fate hangs in the balance, and your role is pivotal."
Before I could respond, before I could even process their words, Isolde melted back into the shadows, leaving me standing alone with my thoughts and the weight of their message.
The air was thick with uncertainty as I returned to the heart of Silverwood, the echo of Isolde's words reverberating in my mind. The rejected mate seeking redemption-those words held a truth that extended far beyond my own pain. As the pack's challenges grew, as danger loomed on the horizon, I found myself on a path I hadn't chosen but couldn't ignore.
And so, as the moon reached its zenith and the night sang with secrets, I knew that the journey ahead would test not only my strength, but the bonds that held Silverwood together. The echoes of rejection were still there, still painful, but they were joined by a new melody-a melody of mystery, destiny, and the undeniable call to redemption.
With each step forward, I walked deeper into the unknown, my heart racing with both fear and determination. The story of Silverwood was far from over, and I was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, no matter how treacherous the path.
"Fortune's Folly" is a captivating story about Charlotte Winters, a heiress in Manhattan's elite world, and Alexander Sterling, a self-made billionaire with a ruthless reputation, who aims to acquire Winters Corp. Their rivalry threatens to fuel a battle, as their personal lives become entangled in secrets, betrayal, and desire. As secrets resurface and revelations come to light, they must confront their fears and the true price of ambition.
Serena Nightshade, a Botanist, learns of her relationship to werewolf twins Aiden and Ethan Moonshadow in the enigmatic town of Silverwood. Her peaceful pack and Damian Blackthorn's power-hungry faction are at odds with one another as things get more heated. A struggle that changes the werewolf world is set in motion when Serena encounters ancient artifacts and covert allies. As Beta Magnus Ironclaw's covert alliance with Damian is exposed, trust is destroyed while navigating the Alpha Trials. Isabella Stormheart's visions lead Serena into a dangerous confrontation exposing a connection between packs jeopardizing peace. The Moonstone, crucial to resolving the conflict, becomes the focus of a time-sensitive race. Forbidden romances, cursed blessings, and a phantom rival blur friend and foe. A celestial eclipse intensifies werewolf powers, making Serena's abilities crucial to averting disaster. Serena defies werewolf conventions in a pivotal battle, Luna offers herself as a sacrifice, and a long-forgotten curse reappears, changing the destiny of werewolf clans. As the blood moon rises, Serena faces Damian and reveals herself to be a puppet master. The ancient curse is lifted by love for the Alpha Twins.
A werewolf pack struggles with internal conflict in the mysterious, ancient center of the Pacific Northwest, where mysteries run as deep as the forests. As a tenacious wildlife biologist turned Luna, Aria Nightshade fights to save her troubled pack. However, Victor Blackthorn, an Alpha driven by ambition and an old adversary, lurks in the background and threatens their tenuous peace. A trusted member of the pack is exposed as a double agent, escalating tensions among the pack and revealing divided loyalties. When Aria receives healing abilities as a result of a rare heavenly occurrence, the stakes rise and she is thrust into a confrontation with fate. She sets out on a cryptic journey to establish her value, guided by a phantom being who claims to be Luna from the past. Prophecies unfold, revealing Aria's pivotal role in uniting werewolf packs. Yet, a rogue werewolf and an ancient weapon emerge, blurring the lines between friend and foe. A moral dilemma arises, forcing Aria to consider a life sacrifice to save her pack. Under the eerie glow of a rare blood moon, alliances shatter and secrets surface. A phantom bite grants Aria a dangerous ability, further complicating the impending battle. Betrayals and unexpected alliances tip the scales in this high-stakes clash. In the aftermath, Aria's courage and resilience shine as she grapples with her newfound role and the revelation of a family curse. She navigates a path to redemption, breaking the chains of the past. A united front emerges, promising a new era of understanding among werewolf packs, even as scars from the battle remain etched in their hearts. "(The Luna's Redemption)" is a tale of transformation, sacrifice, and the enduring power of unity, echoing through the ancient trees as Aria leads her pack towards a future where hope conquers the darkness.
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
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.
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
Eliana was framed by her best friend and her fiance into sleeping with a boy toy in the club and getting impregnated by him. Five years after she had given birth to twins, she returned home and worked under the Moran Group, where she met the CEO-- Maurice. Maurice was a brilliant businessman who did his job well. But in order to stay under the radar, he lived a double life. One as Maurice, and one as Preston. Fate brought the two together again, roping them in on an exciting love story. It all became more complicated when Eliana faced Preston, the man she had slept with before, once again. Now that she was being pursued by two men, how could she ever choose? When would Eliana uncover the secret of Maurice's identity? When was Maurice going to know that he already had two children of his own? How would Eliana face this man when the truth came to light one day? Come and find out.
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."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."