When Camilla is publicly rejected by her destined mate, Tyson, her world shatters. Exiled and humiliated, she finds refuge in a nearby city, where she meets Luna, a powerful outcast. Together, they uncover a sinister plot within the Moonshadow Pack, forcing them to confront their pasts and challenge the corrupt forces threatening their future. As they train and grow stronger, they cross paths with Nico, a rogue driven by vengeance. The trio must navigate a web of love, and betrayal as Camilla discovers she is pregnant with Tyson's child, would she return to Tyson or move on with Nico?
Camilla's childhood was a bleak canvas of loneliness and neglect. The large, drafty house she called home was filled with shadows and whispers, none of them kind. Her uncle, Beta Marcus, was a stern, unyielding man, his heart hardened by responsibilities and old grudges. Her aunt, Marissa, was cold and distant, her affection reserved solely for their daughter, Lila.
From a young age, Camilla learned to fend for herself. Her parents had died under mysterious circumstances, a topic that was strictly forbidden within the household. Any mention of them brought a stern reprimand or, worse, a stony silence that could last for days. The absence of their love and guidance was a void that no amount of imagination or daydreaming could fill.
The school was no better. As the niece of the Beta, she was expected to command respect and admiration, but the other children sensed her vulnerability and shunned her. She would sit alone during breaks, watching the other children play and laugh, their happiness a stark contrast to her solitude. Friends were a luxury she couldn't afford, and her days were spent in silence, the weight of her loneliness pressing down on her small shoulders.
Her only refuge was the river. Located just beyond the edge of the pack's territory, it was a place she had discovered by accident one summer afternoon. She had wandered farther than usual, driven by a desperate need to escape the confines of her unhappy home. The river was a shimmering ribbon of blue, its waters clear and cool, bordered by lush greenery and wildflowers.
It was here, by the riverbank, that Camilla found a sense of peace. She would sit for hours, her feet dangling in the water, watching the sunlight dance on the surface. The gentle murmur of the river and the rustle of leaves in the breeze were a soothing balm to her troubled soul. She would close her eyes and imagine a different life, one filled with love and laughter, where her parents were alive, and she was cherished.
The sunset was her favorite time of day. The sky would transform into a canvas of vibrant colors – deep oranges, soft pinks, and purples... as the sun dipped below the horizon. The beauty of it took her breath away every time, a daily reminder that there was still wonder in the world, even if it seemed far removed from her reality. She often stayed until the first stars appeared, their twinkling lights a silent promise of better days to come.
Her secret place was a sanctuary, but it was also a reminder of her isolation. She had no one to share it with, no one to marvel at the sunsets or the stars. She kept the location to herself, fearing that if anyone else knew, it would be taken from her, just like everything else she loved.
One evening, as she sat by the river, lost in the vibrant hues of the setting sun, she heard footsteps approaching. Her heart raced, fearing discovery, but it was only a deer, its graceful form moving through the trees. She watched it for a moment, envying its freedom, before returning to her thoughts.
The house was quiet when she returned, the kind of quiet that spoke of absence rather than peace. Dinner had been eaten without her, the kitchen cleared and dark. She crept up to her room, a small, sparsely furnished space at the end of the hall. It was a place of refuge, but also a cell, where she spent most of her time hiding from the world.
As she lay in bed, the events of the day replayed in her mind. Her uncle's harsh words, her aunt's cold indifference, and Lila's smug smiles all blended into a painful blur. She wished she could escape, leave the pack and the house behind, and start a new life somewhere far away. But she knew that was impossible. She was bound by duty and expectation, trapped in a life she hadn't chosen.
Her dreams were filled with images of her parents, vague and indistinct, their faces always just out of focus. She would reach out to them, but they would fade away, leaving her alone once more. She would wake with tears in her eyes, the ache of their absence a constant companion.
The next morning, Camilla rose before dawn, driven by an urge to see the sunrise. She slipped out of the house, the early morning air cool and crisp. The path to the river was familiar, her feet finding their way in the dim light. She reached her spot just as the first light of dawn broke over the horizon.
The sunrise was as beautiful as ever, a symphony of colors heralding the start of a new day. Camilla watched in silence, her heart lifting with the promise of a new beginning. She knew her life would always be filled with challenges and heartache, but the river and its sunsets and sunrises would always be there, a constant source of solace and hope.
As the sun climbed higher, she reluctantly made her way back to the house. She was greeted with the usual indifference, her presence barely acknowledged. But she carried the memory of the sunrise with her, a small flame of hope that kept her going.
Years passed in this pattern, each day a struggle, each sunset and sunrise a brief respite. Camilla grew from a lonely child into a young woman, her spirit resilient despite the hardships. She learned to find strength in her solitude, to draw comfort from the beauty of the natural world.
And always, in the back of her mind, was the hope that one day, she would find a place where she truly belonged, where she would be loved and accepted for who she was. Until then, she would continue to visit her secret place by the river, finding solace in its timeless beauty. She had no idea a whole different world was awaiting her, one filled with more darkness than she already was in.
What would you do if you were accused of a crime you didn't commit? What happens when someone keeps framing you for years? After years of being "the bad twin", Rose was forced to marry a man she despised, someone rumoured to being a sadist, the Billionaire CEO, Ethan Thompson.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
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."
"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?
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
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."