Enter the world of Silverwood, where the secrets hidden deep inside the forest are illuminated by the enchanting glow of the moon. The esteemed alpha Adrian Blackwood, the pack's leader, finds his true love in Elara Woods, only to experience heartbreaking rejection. However, a malevolent entity poses a threat to destroy all they value most as the echoes of their heartbreak resound through the old trees. Will Adrian and Elara's love fade into the shadows of a moonlit night, or can they rise above their turbulent pasts and embrace the bond etched in the stars?
As the moon rose high in the night sky and illuminated the old woodland in a silver glow, the air in Silverwood was charged with excitement. Adrian Blackwood, the dominant werewolf, was standing tall and arrogant in the center of the town, surveying the assembled members of his pack with a haughty look.
Adrian's voice roared through the clearing, "We celebrate the strength and unity of our pack tonight." We pay respect to our customs and the forefathers who have directed us for many years."
With adoration in their eyes for their alpha, the pack mates mumbled their agreement.
"Adrian, what about your mate?" Someone raised their voice over the din, grabbing everyone's attention.
Adrian spoke with a longing-tinged voice and a softening look. "My friend is waiting for me out there. And fate will bind us together when the moment is appropriate."
A wave of curiosity and excitement swept through the pack. They all had no idea who Adrian's fated partner was; only he knew.
Elara Woods, meantime, walked soundlessly through the shadows on the edge of Silverwood, her heart heavy with doubt. She moved further into the backwoods, her way enlightened by the evening glow that streamed through the thick covering above.
Elara murmured to herself, "I can't do this," her voice scarcely discernible over a murmur. "I can't accept this bond, not now, not ever."
Elara was frozen in shock, her senses acutely aware of a sudden stirring in the underbrush. Her muscles tensed, poised to move, she turned to confront the source of the voice.
From the shadows came a person, strong and dominating in appearance. "Elara, you can't keep escaping your fate," he continued in a steady, low voice.
Elara saw the visitor and her eyes furrowed. "Adrian," she spit out, her voice tinged with resentment. "What do you want?"
Adrian stepped forward, his eyes never leaving hers. He stated, "I want you to understand," in an urgent tone. "You and I were intended to be together. Nothing in this world can compare to the strength of our tie."
Elara shook her head, determination unflinching. Fiercely, "I don't believe in fate," she declared. "I won't be shackled to you or anyone else."
Adrian's eyes begged, his demeanor softening. "Elara, please," he uttered in a somber tone. "Don't let what we could have together go from your mind. More than everything, I adore you."
His comments made Elara's heart hurt, but she ignored it to brace herself against his advances. Saying in a scarcely audible voice, "Love is not enough," she said. "Not for me."
Adrian was left alone in the moonlit woodland, his heart heavy with rejection, as Elara turned on her heel and vanished into the night.
The party had been joyful, but as the night went on, the tension between Adrian and Elara lingered in the air, creating a shadow. And deep within Silverwood, two souls ripped apart by circumstance and bound by fate faced an uncertain future full of grief and longing.
Adrian stood in the moonlit clearing, the disappointment of Elara's rejection weighing heavily on his heart. As he struggled to accept the truth of their circumstances, the whispering in the forest appeared to be mocking him.
There was a pause, and then someone murmured, "She will come around, Alpha," coming from behind him.
Adrian turned to see Ethan, his dependable beta, smiling reassuringly as he approached. "You just need to give her time."
Adrian gave a nod, but uncertainty continued to bother him. "Ethan, I worry that time may not be on our side. Our relationship is delicate, and if she keeps resisting, I worry that it won't last at all."
Adrian felt Ethan's reassuring hand resting on his shoulder. "No matter what, you have our support. However, Elara must make her own decisions at her own pace."
Adrian let out a sigh, feeling the burden of his alpha role pressing down on him. He responded, "I know," in a tone tinged with resignation. "But it's difficult to watch her push me away, knowing that our bond is meant to be."
Elara, meantime, was moving quickly through the underbrush deep within the forest, her head whirling with contradictory feelings. She was aware that turning Adrian down was the proper decision for her, but she was still very hurt by his betrayal.
She murmured, "I'm sorry, Adrian," into the darkness, her voice barely audible above the sound of the rustling leaves. But I'm not able to be who you wish me to be. When playing the part of your partner goes against all I stand for, I cannot do it."
Elara was startled out of her thoughts as a deep growl resounded through the trees. With her senses keenly focused, she peered into the darkness, trying to locate the source of the sound.
"Who's there?" Her voice trembled with fear as she called out.
Out of the shadows, two bright eyes emerged, staring at Elara with a ferocious intensity. The voice said, "Elara Woods," with a hint of hate in it. "We've been looking for you."
Elara's pulse quickened at hearing the leader of the other pack's voice. Despite the fact that she realized she was unable to overcome them on her alone, she won't surrender easily.
"What is it that you need?" she asked, her voice faithful despite the frenzy in her heart.
Elara felt shudders down her spine as the animal got out of the shadows and uncovered a threatening grin.His voice brimming with disdain, "We want what's rightfully ours," he declared. "Your pack's territory belongs to us now."
Elara's thoughts rushed through her possibilities. She couldn't risk leading them back to Silverwood, but she also knew she couldn't face the opposing pack by herself.
"I refuse to let you take what is rightfully ours," she declared, her voice resolute and loud. "I'll fight you with everything I have."
The leader of the other pack laughed, a sound that reverberated through the forest like a menacing prophecy. His amused eyes narrowed as he continued, "You're brave, I'll give you that." "But bravery won't save you from what's coming."
He then unleashed a vicious swing at Elara, his fangs bared. Fear and adrenaline propelled Elara's movements as her instincts took over and she avoided his onslaught.
With all of her power, Elara fought the other pack's leader, her thoughts fixed on defending her home and her pack. However, she secretly understood that there was still a long way to go before her strength was truly put to the test.
Adrian was back in Silverwood, pacing the clearing restlessly, thinking only of Elara and the opposing pack that threatened to overtake them. He was aware that their relationship was essential to keeping their house safe, but he was also aware that getting Elara to agree to it would not be simple.
Adrian promised that he would stop at nothing to capture Elara's heart and protect their pack from danger as the moon sank below the horizon, plunging the woodland into darkness for the night. He had no idea, though, that the difficulties ahead would put their love and commitment to the test in ways they could never have predicted.
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."