Alexa is betrayed by her mate and flees angrily to another pack for a fresh start. In there, she discovers she is pregnant, and not only that discovers everything she ever knew about her life was a lie. In fact she is connected to a mysterious pack. As she tries to come to terms with her new identity, she finds out her mate didn't cheat on her like she thought but the painful part was she is already attracted to someone else and is now torn between two guys. Who would Alexa choose? While trying to uncover where her path lies, she discovers tons of secrets and finds out the people closest to her are the real enemy and her savior turns out to be someone she never expected. Who is this person? Her world is at risk, they are after her life and there is a dark secret in the heart of a mysterious pack. Who is after her life and what exactly is this secret? Alexa must know where her loyalties lie. Where she follow her heart, or will she be drawn into the pack's dangerous web? I guess that's for you all to find out. Please delve in with me into this werewolf romance filled with twists and romance.
The wet slap of flesh echoed through the door. My heart pounded in my ears as realization crept over me like ice water. I pressed my palm against the wood, pushing it open a sliver.
Jasper's naked back glistened with sweat. Olivia's legs were locked around his waist as he thrust into her. Their grunts and moans filled the room like a perverted symphony.
A vase clattered behind me. I whipped around at the sound, my elbow clipping the edge of the hall table. Purple shards scattered across the hardwood.
Jasper froze, his eyes finding mine over Olivia's shoulder. Her mouth formed a surprised 'O'. I should have run, but I was paralyzed, a deer mesmerized by oncoming headlights.
"Alexa..." Jasper's gravelly voice broke the spell. Olivia's head lolled to the side, strands of blonde hair stuck to her sweaty brow as she registered my presence.
"Oh god..." she gasped, arms scrambling to cover her breasts.
Fury propelled me backwards as Jasper disentangled himself, grabbing blindly for his jeans. "Baby, wait! Let me explain..."
I pivoted on my heel and fled. Tears burned hot trails down my cheeks as the front door slammed against the wall behind me with a hollow boom. The cold spring air bit at my exposed skin as I ran into the darkness.
My calves screamed from the sprint to my car. The plastic key fob slipped through my shaking fingers twice before I finally managed to remote unlock. I fumbled with the keys, finally wrenching the driver's side open. Jasper's bellow of my name echoed across the driveway as I peeled out, gravel pinging off the undercarriage.
Streetlights strobed past, blurring into smears of amber. I pressed the gas pedal into the floorboards, the town limits sign a green blur in the rearview mirror. My traitor wolf howled inside me, a mournful lament of abandonment.
Where could I go? The Packlands spanned hundreds of miles in every direction. Anyone I knew would eventually have to answer to Jasper. Only one person could understand this anguish.
I steered towards Shirley's place, cutting across the deserted backroads, the pitch black night swallowing everything except the twin beams of my high beams. She lived in the bordering neutral territory between our pack and the White Pines clan. A knot of tension unwound from my shoulders the deeper I drove into their lands.
Shirley stood in her garden, pruning shears glinting under the moonlight. I cut the engine, footsteps crunching over the pea gravel drive.
"Alexa?" She squinted at my approach, one hand shading her eyes against the glare of my headlights. Even in the dim glow, she recognized the devastation etched on my features. The pruners slipped from her grasp as she rushed towards me, engulfing me in a tight hug. "Oh honey...what happened?"
I collapsed into her embrace, sobs wracking my body. Jasper's forest musk and Olivia's vanilla scent still clung to me like a cruel joke. Shirley murmured soothing words, guiding me inside to the cozy familiarity of her living room.
She settled me on the floral sofa, disappearing into the kitchen briefly. When she returned, a mug of steaming chamomile tea was pressed into my hands.
"Careful, it's hot." Her voice was gentle. "Now talk to me, Lex. What's got you so torn up?"
My lips trembled around the words as I described walking in on my mate and best friend. Shirley's expression twisted with revulsion and pity in equal measures as the story tumbled out.
"That low-life, mangy mutt!" She swore vehemently when I finished. "And that two-faced bitch destroying her sister like that!"
I flinched at her cruel words for Olivia. As much as the blonde had betrayed me, she'd been my closest friend since we were pups.
Shirley must have seen my hurt because she gentled her tone. "You don't deserve their deception, babe. You're too good for thataikto."
"I can't stay, Shirl." My voice was a cracked whisper. "I have to leave the pack. I can't see him again, not after..."
The images flashed again behind my eyelids with gruesome clarity. I doubled over, pressing the heels of my hands against my eye sockets to block them out.
Shirley wrapped her arms around me again, pulling me against her side. "Shh...you've got a home here as long as you need, honey."
As the shock faded, nausea crept in to take its place. A cold sweat beaded across my brow and upper lip. The world tilted violently.
"Alexa? You don't look so good..." Shirley's voice was distant, echoing metallically.
My knees buckled and I spiraled down into the darkness.
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The crunch of dead leaves and snap of twigs filled the eerie silence as I tore through the inky blackness of the forest. Branches whipped against my face, leaving stinging crimson welts. My chest heaved with each ragged breath.
I resisted the urge to look over my shoulder. The sound of pursuit was unmistakable - the inexorable approach of whatever fresh hell was hunting me tonight. Harsh panting seemed to echo from every direction, surrounding me in an ever-tightening noose.
A thick root snagged my boot and sent me sprawling forward. The air fled my lungs in a whooping gasp as I slammed into the loamy earth. I scrambled up onto my hands and knees, fingers clawing at the soft soil for purchase.
From the corner of my eye, movement flickered through the dense trunks. A preternatural awareness prickled the back of my neck. It was close...so close.
"Alexa..." The voices drifted through the trees in a ghostly chorus, as sweet and sinister as a children's nursery rhyme.
I swallowed hard against the lump of dread clogging my throat. The whispers grew louder, more insistent, chanting my name like a ritual invocation.
"Alexa...Alexa...Alexa..."
My head whipped around, searching for the source. The forest seemed to inhale a collective breath, every leaf and creature holding perfectly still.
Crack!
A branch exploded somewhere behind me. I scrambled backwards on my butt and palms, pulse thundering in my ears. The voices rose in a keening wail, blending into one piercing shriek.
Something massive hurtled through the underbrush, barreling straight towards me. I dug my heels into the spongy earth and backpedaled furiously.
A blur of motion solidified into a towering humanoid shape, all sharp angles and rigid bones. It skidded to a halt mere inches from me, the impact gouging deep furrows into the forest floor.
Bared fangs stretched its mottled gray flesh into a skeletal grin, lips pulled back in a deranged, mocking leer. Blank sockets stared down at me, hollows in its warped skull where eyes should have been.
The creature crouched over me, spindly fingers splayed wide as it caged me against the ground. Rancid, decaying breath gusted over my face in wet, putrid bursts.
"Why did you run, little one?" Each malformed word was drawn out into a phlegmy hiss.
I pressed myself into the damp soil, willing the earth to simply open up and swallow me whole. My limbs were frozen, leaden weights immobilized by stark primal terror.
It cocked its hairless head, and I flinched as its grotesque features seemed to flow and contort. The sunken pits of its eye sockets split into open, oozing geysers. Blood and rank gray matter poured over its cheeks in rivulets as two baleful yellow orbs blinked into existence inside those spurting wounds.
The smile widened into an impossibly broad slash, unhinging its jaw with a sickening pop. It leaned close until its dripping, putrid maw engulfed my vision.
"We've been waiting for you," it gurgled, fetid spittle splattering across my ashen face as I screamed.
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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."
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
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?
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"