ALPHA OF DARKNESS AND THE HALF-BREED HEALER (Gael's Saving Grace) Nia's life has been one fraught with pain and agony. Being a half-breed might be the worst fate of all: Adopted and maltreated and rejected by her mate. Sold to an Alpha of Darkness whose cruelty strikes beyond the land, Nia knew her life would never remain the same. She prays to the Moon Goddess to shine luck on her, only for the gift bestowed upon her to become her undoing when she turns out to be the Alpha's Saving Grace.
Chapter 1 Life of Nia
NIA'S POV
Life didn't exactly feel the same after the death of my mother; her death forced my father and me to run for our dear lives away from the Crescent pack into the woods. There is bad blood between humans and the werewolves. However, that didn't matter in my parents' case; it was love at first sight for both of them. My mum had found her mate in my father, who is a human. She didn't care about turning her back on her kind. My dad was a wandering explorer who settled wherever the nights met him. Being the daughter of the head of the omega clan in the Crescent pack, they had to let my mother and her love interest be. When they gave birth to me, it was a bit hard for everyone to accept a half-breed like myself, but they couldn't voice out their displeasure because of how vicious my mother could get. She is the pack's healer, and her presence is the bane of the pack's existence.
Things went on smoothly until she got stuck with an unexplainable disease; a healer treated my mother with everything considered appropriate for use. Eventually, she gave up the ghost despite being a healer. Rumors began to spread that the goddess cursed her due to her association with my father. Some members of the pack got enraged and came after my father and me. My grandparents tried their best to protect us, but they had to let us go when their lives were also on the verge of danger. My father and I had since then found solace in the middle of the woods after working hard to build us a livable cabin for seven days. I have never met someone as hardworking and resilient as my father. I see him walk around with slumped shoulders cause the death of my mother weighs intensely on him, and some nights, I hear his quiet sobs. I made a promise to my dead mother to ensure that he finds happiness eventually. I hope to grow up to improve his life; he is stuck because of his need to look after me. Sometimes, it's my fault that my family got plagued with so much trouble. Probably, if I hadn't been born, both of them would have had no choice but to go apart and live as expected by the order of their opposing society.
My eyes lightened up at the sight of my father, and I ran towards him, helping him with the hunting sack in his hand. "Nia," he called out in his usual husky tone. "How is my angel doing today?" I giggled, hugging him by the waist. "I'm fine, dad. What took you so long?" Laughing lightly, he showed me his bounty. He had hidden the deer with one hand behind his back. "Here you go, my princess." I jumped in excitement, grinning from ear to ear. "We are going to have a feast tonight." He ruffled my hair. "Yes, baby. We would have a feast. Come with me; let's get to work."
I followed him to the back of the cabin, where we skinned the animal and prepared daily meals. Having wandered for a long time, my dad knows how to survive wherever he finds himself. We got down to business as usual, mostly involving him doing everything while I watched in awe. I sighed, staring at his muscled arms. "When are we going to leave this place, Dad?" I asked. He kept mute, still focusing on the woods he arranged to make a fire. "Dad!" I whined, stomping my foot. He exhaled, "Stop being dramatic, Nia. I need to get this done on time to enable us to retire into the safety of the cabin before nightfall."
"This is exactly why I am tired!" I lamented. "Until when would we keep running? They don't want us at the Crescent pack, but we can try out another pack where no one would know about us."
Aside from hiding away from the angry members of my mother's pack, we still have to deal with rogue wolves around the woods. They move around, searching for prey to pounce on. And from what I have heard, they feast on humans. Since we took solace in the woods, my father and I permanently retired too early into the cabin. There is no liberty to sit outside when the moon shines brightly. I don't know how long this has to continue.
"I wish it was that easy, baby. You are eleven, and you still haven't shifted. I don't know what I would do if we settle into another pack, and you get subjected to bullying from your peers because you are different," he said.
"Mum clearly said I would shift when my body is ready. What does this have to do with me being a half-breed?" I bellowed angrily.
He kissed his teeth, "It has everything to do with you being a half-breed. And I know it's my fault, baby. I need to protect you at all costs, pending the time you can stand up for yourself. Full werewolves shift from age eight, and you have never shown any sign regarding harboring a wolf."
Tears pricked at the back of my eyes. I remembered how my few friends became more distant when they all turned, and I was still my usual self. I heard people talking about me being a complete version of my father and how I would never be able to change into a wolf or own one. Their words made me feel like an outcast; probably, that is what I am.
Wiping the tears that trailed my face angrily, I stood up and entered the cabin, shutting the door tightly behind me. "We would talk about this during dinner, baby. I promise!" Dad called out. "I'm sorry if I said something wrong. I love you!" I tried not to smile at his assuring words. But changing my mind, I grumbled and moved to open the door and apologize for my rude behavior. The moment I opened the door, his eyes stared at me fearfully. "Go back inside," he whispered.
I didn't understand what he meant until I saw the shiny, dark, golden eyes that peered through the darkness of the night. In a flash, I saw a full fur jump at my father with its claws, and with my heart in my mouth, I stood dead on the spot. I practically peed on myself as I watched my father struggle with the fierce-looking brown wolf. My dad had learned some fighting skills from my mom when she was still alive and well. He could wield just about any weapon he laid his hands on. He had snatched the long knife he was making use of from the ground to defend himself. My hands shook hard as I held onto the doorknob, watching him try hard to protect himself, but the wolf obviously had enough time and wouldn't back down easily. I felt dizzy when the wolf clawed at my father's arm, tearing off his flesh. I gulped hard at the horrendous sight, hoping to gather enough courage to help him. But I know staying locked up here is the best assistance I can offer him now. As if he knew this horrifying day would come, he has always pleaded with me to stay indoors just in case such a situation occurs. That way, he would have enough courage to fight, knowing I was safe.
A short sigh of relief escaped my lips when Dad slashed the wolf with his knife on the face. I am sure the wound will go deep. However, that single act made the wolf more vicious, and with one loud howl, he jumped at my dad, clawing at his neck directly. Within a few seconds, I saw my father on the ground with blood gushing out of the deep gash on his neck. Sneering, the wolf strolled majestically toward me. For a moment, I thought it had seen me. Instead, it held the dead deer with its canines and walked away.
I couldn't move my legs as the tears fell uncontrollably. I waited, hoping my dad would stand up and say he had only pretended to be dead to distract the wolf, but he never came to me. Summoning courage, I walked with wobbling legs towards my lifeless father. My hands shook hard as I tried to touch his pale face. The moonlight shone brightly on him, and I could see his features.
"Wake up, Dad." I held him by the shirt, shaking him hard. "Wake up! You promised to look after me till I get to shift. You can't leave me all alone, please. Wake up." I wailed.
It took a long minute for it to dawn on me that my father was dead and wouldn't be coming back home to me ever again. Yelling painfully, I leaned on him, crying profusely. I can't believe I lost two parents in a year. Maybe my friends were right about me having an unfortunate star. Why do the people who love me and would do anything to protect me have to leave me hanging without keeping their promise? There will never be an answer to my questions, and I am not getting any of my parents back. The tears burst like heavy rain, and I didn't try to hold myself back as my dad's blood-soaked my clothes.
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My eyes fluttered open, and I tried to remember where I was and what happened. When my eyes met my dad's already blue face, it reminded me of the unfortunate incident the night before. I can't believe I fell asleep in such chaos. It was morning already. I tried to cry, but the tears weren't coming. My eyes were tired. Standing up, I entered the cabin, grabbed a bag, and stuffed a few clothes into it, not forgetting to hold the only thing that reminds me of my family: a picture locket with a picture of my parents and myself from when I was six months old. Looking around the cabin, I know it's useless to stay back. I can only last a night before I meet the same fate as my father. I can only hope I can navigate the nearest village before nightfall.
Giving my father one last look, I silently promised to try my best to survive. He had risked everything for me. With tears, I followed the path that led directly out of the woods. My dad had intentionally created the route in case we eventually needed to run one day. I believe he had foreseen this tragedy happening. Another about of tears trailed down my face as I walked the path with the fear of getting into the wrong hands.
When the sun was about to set, I caught sight of the village. As I walked into it, happy to be among people, I saw everyone running around as the weather had changed, and it seemed like it might rain. There was a house with a large oak tree in front of its gate. I ran to the place to shield myself from the rain. The rain didn't care that I was an orphan and had just recently lost my remaining parent. It poured heavily on me, and despite hiding under the tree's umbrella, it wasn't enough to protect me from the pelting drops. Signing into resolve, I leaned against the tree bark, trying hard not to cry bitterly. The rain stopped just like it had started; aside from the wet ground and leaf, there was no actual sign of its presence.
My head tilted as I got sleepy, and out of nowhere, a bright light shined on my face. A woman who appears to be around the same age as my dead mother or probably some years older stood, arms akimbo, next to the person with the torchlight.
"I was wondering if it was a person or a wild animal. Who are you?" She inquired.
"Please don't hurt me. I am just a little girl," I called out to avoid getting shot on the spot.
They moved closer to me as the light got lowered. The person holding the torch was a man. "What is a girl of your age doing here unguarded?" The man asked.
I sniffed, "I was coming with my father, but he got into an accident and died on the way," I lied partially, knowing it would be too much of a hassle explaining myself.
"Where is your mother?" The lady asked.
"She is dead, too," I responded.
"Which means you are an orphan, and you have no one to be with," the man stated, looking towards the lady.
I could guess that they were couples from the way they interacted with each other. After what seemed like forever and a long look at me, the lady reached for my hand, "come, let's get you some warm food and a blanket. You would freeze out here," she said, leading me into their house with the man following behind.
“We are having a baby,” Nina announced with a wide smile. Asher slammed his fist on the table. “Is this a joke, Nina? How can you be so shameless?!” He pointed a finger at her. She was confused at his sudden outburst. “What are you saying?” “You and I know that thing you are carrying is not mine!” Her lips quivered. “It’s your baby, Asher.” “Cut the crap! I’m sterile!” “What?” She gasped in shock. Nina was excited to announce her pregnancy to those she considered family, only for her husband, Asher, to curse her out and claim to be sterile. Her life crumbles when her husband divorces her to be with her long-time best friend, Andrea. Cheated by her husband, cast away from her home, and humiliated by those she trusted, Nina vowed to get her revenge. Xander Jackson is one of New York’s favorite young billionaires. He is the innovative CEO of the Multi-Billionaire X&J Empire. Xander has everything: a billion-dollar mansion, perfect looks, and power. But he has secrets of his own. Nina met Xander, an ex who is still holding on to the feelings from the past, and he’s ready to do anything to have her back in his life. He is willing to go all out for her, but Nina wants one thing: Revenge. What happens when old flames rekindle? Will Nina be able to get her desired revenge?
SINCLAIR’S UNWANTED BRIDE (A Royal Arranged Marriage) He is ruthless. He is heartless. He is dangerous. So they say. Who is he? Billionaire Prince Sinclair Miller. He is the heir to the throne and he wants nothing than to come out of an arranged marriage with the minister’s daughter. Brielle Allen is smart and hardworking. A workaholic. She is stuck with a pile of debt of her father’s medical bills and also a maniac for a step brother, Archer. Archer sees his sister as a tool to get rich and have everything he desires. His latest insane plan is to force his sister to pretend to be a look alike, a double. Not just for anyone but an engaged minister’s daughter, Natalie Harris. What happens when Brielle is left with no other choice than to obey Archer? Will Brielle be able to put up a perfect facade of being Natalie in front of the prince? Will she succeed in this deadly mission? And what if the true Natalie Harris returns?
Mia was at the best era of her life. She had everything she wanted: A good job, good financial status and she was getting married to the man she loves. But everything crashes within the blink of an eye when an unexpected evil happened on the eve of her wedding—she morphed into a werewolf. Right in front of her family. Scared and overwhelmed by this unpredictable tragedy, Mia took to her heels and on her quest for control, she met with a mysterious dangerous looking man who claims to be the solution to her unexplained problems. Between the man who’ll travel the deepest parts of earth to find the woman he loves and a man who wants to hide her away to solve her predicament; Will Mia find the answers she’s searching for before it’s too late?
THREE NIGHTS WITH THE LYCAN PRINCE Prince Logan Odell, A Lycan. He was birthed by a woman who was discarded by her own pack and enslaved by the Alpha of Mystic Shadows Fortress where she had him. He was born into a life of torture and slavery despite his royal identity. As a result of this, he grew up hard and cold hearted. He vowed never to be weak like his mother. He deprived himself a chance to feel loved or ever love anyone. Until he met a certain green eyed girl who became his undoing. Jovy Finlay, a beautiful latent wolf. She was maltreated, neglected and hated on by her family because of what they considered to be a deficiency; Being a latent wolf. Pains was evident in her existence. Deciding to have fun a little after heeding the advice of her best friend, Jovy attended a free access frat party and from there she went on a three-day sex spree with a total stranger. He made her feel different. She fell in love with him. Unfortunately, Jovy’s life took an abrupt turn when the whole pack decided to marry her off as a gift to a ruthless alpha just to gain his favor. What happens when Logan finds himself fighting between his refusal to love and accept to love? What will be Jovy’s next move after finding out that she has fallen in love with the most feared Lycan in their world?
THE MOON GODDESS CHOICE (A CARD OF FATE) Alpha King Carl Damien has decided to retire as the alpha of Moon Stone Fortress. He has two identical sons and they are both fit to become the next alpha of the pack. And soon he is faced with the reality of making a choice. Different worlds. Different personalities. Different goals. Different choices. One love for the same woman. Jayden Damien, a bad boy wolf as he is often called because every she-wolf wants him but his heart belongs to one woman. He loves the pack more than himself and he has an expectation of becoming the next alpha. Jayden feels he is stuck with responsibilities of the pack and he does his best at running things smoothly. But for some certain reasons, Jayden feels threatened by his twin brother’s reappearance in the pack. Chicago’s most wanted billionaire bachelor, Jaylen Damien’s life changed with a phone call. His father is ill and he is needed back home to be with him till he breathe his last. Jaylen is not interested in becoming the next alpha but he finds a reason to smile again when a woman got into his heart. His whole life is in Chicago but his heart is telling him to stay. And the choice is not easy to make. Meanwhile, rivalry, hatred, betrayal, power struggle in a fight for the throne ensued among the princes as Lorelei finds herself unwittingly caught between the Damien Brothers. This is the SEQUEL of Alpha’s Predestined Bride. You might need to read the first book to have a clear understanding of the story.
Carl Damien, a powerful and fierce- looking alpha of Moon Stone Pack. Everyone in the pack depended on him, they make demands of him, expecting him to take care of them. Every decision he makes is either good or when it is the other way round, he has to deal with the consequences on his own. Meagan Swift, a human, a medical doctor who is dedicated to her job and has no time for anything else. Having a relationship is at the bottom of her list - after getting cheated on by her first love and boyfriend. And she has made it a mission to stay away from men. On a phone call, Meagan got the news that her best friend is getting married and she has to carry out the chief’s bridesmaids function after several protest. Alas! The wedding takes an abrupt turn in Meagan’s life. She meets a stranger who makes her panties wet with just few words - little did she know that he is more than a man. He is something more. Something beyond her imagination. He’s the alpha, not just that, he wants her. He wants her to be his mate and he is not taking no for an answer. Her normal life as a human. Her job. Her mapped out plans for future. Everything is at risk because the dangerous looking alpha always gets what he wants.
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."
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Daisy is the illegitimate daughter of Mr. Hubert. His company went bankrupt, so he asked for help from Drkov's house. They agreed to help Mr. Hubert but with one condition. One of his two daughters must marry their nephew - Atlas Drkov. Atlas Drkov is a billionaire but he is disabled and uses a wheelchair. Yaretzi - daughter of Mr. Hubert's official wife - does not accept marrying a disabled man. She and her parents made a plan. They kidnapped Daisy's mother, threatened her, and forced her to marry Atlas. To save her mother, she accepted. However, after getting married, she fell in love with this man, and so did he. Difficulties start from here.
After three years of loveless marriage, Kira was slapped with divorce papers. She has shown him her unrequited love throughout her entire marriage with him, but he decided to turn blind eyes all because of his lover. Distraught and heartbroken, Kira choose to sign the divorce papers with bitter heart. But then and there, she promised herself that when she's back, he will come crawling to her, but she will make him pay for hurting her. Join Kira as she transform to a wealthy heiress and soared as the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar empire, a remarkable healer and make her ex-husband pay!
"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.
Ethan always viewed Nyla as a compulsive liar, while she saw him as aloof and insensitive. Nyla had cherished the notion that she was dear to Ethan, yet she felt coldly rejected when she realized her place in his heart was insignificant. No longer trying to break through his coldness, she stepped back, only for him to alter his approach unexpectedly. She challenged him, "If you trust me so little, why keep me around?" Ethan, who had once carried himself with pride, now stood before her with a humble plea. "Nyla, I've made mistakes. Please don't walk away from me."