Athena, an ordinary high school student with a penchant for street art, finds her life turned upside down when she meets a mysterious guy and joins a coven of witches. As she delves deeper into the occult, she discovers her true nature as a powerful witch with the ability to transform into a lycanthrope. But the secrets of her heritage run deeper-her boyfriend is revealed to be a vampyre, and her name, Athena, holds a significance she never imagined. Caught in a supernatural war between ancient beings determined to control humanity, Athena must navigate her new reality while resisting a destiny she never wanted. As the conflict escalates, the looming threat of exposing their world to humans grows more dangerous. With the fate of both worlds hanging in the balance, Athena must decide where her loyalties lie and how far she's willing to go to protect the ones she loves.
When I heard the sirens, my heart started racing.
"Shit," West muttered, excitement tinging his voice. I caught a glimpse of the smirk on his face before Laura and Ariel leaped to turn off the spotlights. We stepped back to admire our masterpiece-an explosion of blue, grey, and black with Athena emblazoned across the large brick canvas. Dropping our empty spray cans, West quickly snatched up the lights.
"We gotta go!" Laura squealed, anxiety in her voice. Her boyfriend, Ethan, grabbed her hand and yanked her towards the far end of the alley. We each had a route planned to avoid getting caught by the police-a maneuver we'd practiced many times before. My route was the toughest, taking me right past the cop cars on the main road. Moving determinedly, I followed my boyfriend toward the alley's opening.
"Run fast, baby," Nate murmured quietly as we approached the alley's edge, the blue lights getting closer, sirens blaring. In that brief moment, everything seemed to slow down. I caught the light reflecting off his serious blue eyes, his intense gaze searing into my memory. I wanted to kiss him, and a smile curled my lips, despite my pounding heart.
"You too," I whispered as the others slipped away in different directions. Nate and I bolted out of the alley, splitting up-he went right, and I went left.
I let my legs carry me as fast as they could. A cop car screeched to a halt when they spotted me, the tires wailing like a banshee as I raced down my route. My breath quickened as I inhaled the cool spring air, my bandanna brushing against my lips. I didn't look back when I heard the cops get out of the car. Panic clawed at my throat as I felt one of them close in, heavy on his feet. My skate shoes hit the pavement quietly as I ran on the balls of my feet, my muscles burning with the effort. The dark sky contrasted with the city lights that glittered off the broken glass on the sidewalk, resembling freshly fallen snow. Wearing all black, I was like a shadow, the blue lights bouncing off the windows of the towering buildings beside me.
I slipped into an alley, leaping past a few sketchy guys who scattered when they realized I was being chased. My friends were long gone, each heading home by their own route.
We'd done this so many times, but the rush never faded. My shaky hands gripped the cold metal of a chain-link fence separating me from the dark woods beyond. I threw myself over and landed on the other side, taking one last look at the uniformed officer before backing into the trees, out of the orange streetlight's glow. The cops never followed once I crossed that fence, and tonight was no different. The officer sighed in frustration, catching his breath, before retreating with his walkie-talkie.
Once I'd caught my breath, I took off my hat and bandana, stuffing them into my bag as I made my way home. I wondered if anyone had managed to snap a picture of our art before we scattered.
The next morning, I took my usual route to school and met my friends at our usual spot-a picnic table on the school grounds. I threw my arms around Nate and kissed his cheek as the others greeted me.
"How are you?" I asked cheerfully.
"Fine," he replied, his usual lie. I ignored his gloomy attitude, something I was used to, and slid in next to him. His blue eyes met mine coldly from under his blond bangs, and my smile faded, sensing his mood.
"Nate, what's wrong?" I asked softly.
"Nothing, Athena. Forget about it." He looked away, avoiding my gaze. The table fell silent, everyone pretending not to notice.
"No, tell me," I pressed, not wanting to let it go this time. He shrugged off my touch, refusing to meet my grey eyes.
"It's fine," he lied again, more convincingly this time, waving a pale hand dismissively.
"Okay," I said, letting it go for now, but I made a promise to myself to figure out what was bothering him by the end of the week. I fell silent after that, pretending it didn't hurt every time he pulled away from me. I didn't think I was clingy-I didn't always touch him or show affection in front of others. We both hated that sort of thing. But it was hard seeing him in pain. I tried convincing myself it was just the Monday blues.
"Guys, check it out!" West announced, moving closer to Nate's other side to put Ethan's phone out in front of us. I leaned in to see the picture of our art with interest, but my eyes gravitated to Nate's non-existent reaction. Even though West's face was pulled into an excited smile, I could see the worry in his eyes. So it wasn't just me who was worried about Nate...
Ethan was looking over too, with seriousness on his face. He hugged Laura's petite body to his skinny frame and his blue eyes went to me like he was communicating his concerns silently. I was sure I had communicated my worries back.
"It looks so good, you guys!" Laura chimed with a smile on her round innocent face. Her hair was impossibly long and cascaded over her shoulders down to her elbows. Her beige skin seemed to glow as much as her bright personality.
"Too bad we didn't quite finish." Ethan sighed.
"I think it looks finished enough. At least none of us got busted." Ariel insisted from my other side as she took the phone from West to look closer. My eyes went to Nate almost subconsciously. He didn't look like he had gotten caught, but then why was he having such a tough Monday?
West joined me as we moved off to home room after the rattle of the bell. His tall, muscular form always made me feel short. I couldn't even see his buzzed black hair that was only a few millimeters long on his head.
"Do you know what's up with him?" he asked quietly with his sculpted lips pulled to the side and his thick dark eyebrows pulled up in concern. I'm sure I had a miserable worried frown on my pale face.
"No. Maybe he'll talk to me when we're alone?" I hoped as I watched the other four disappear into the building across the lawn. West let out a sigh, biting his full bottom lip.
"He sure as hell doesn't talk to me... I already asked if he got caught, but he said he didn't."
"I'm so worried about him. He gets pissed if I pry, but I just don't know what else to do." I whined.
"Same. I've tried distracting him, but he's just not interested. I feel like it makes him angrier when I try to cheer him up."
"I tried getting to go out and do fun things, but it's hard. My mom was pissed I was out last night." I admitted.
"My parents caught me too. I'm friggin' grounded." West chuckled.
"That's terrible. I'm sorry." I couldn't help the laugh that escaped me as I looked up to see his unconcerned smile. He grinned wider at my response and his brown eyes seemed to glitter with mischief. There were kids at our school that would've pegged West as a jock, but he was an artist and a skateboarder like me. West had been friends with Nate and Ethan for years before I met him and I remembered being glad that we got along. I often sought out his opinion if Nate was in one of his moods, but from what West said, it sounded like Nate was shutting him out just as much as me.
"We'll figure it out. He knows we're there for him." West reassured me as we moved through the crowds and I stopped in front of my homeroom. His dark-skinned face seemed to drop into a more solemn expression when he saw the hopelessness in my eyes. "It's fine, Athena. It's Monday." He insisted, pulling me into a quick hug as if to reassure me.
"You're right." I muttered even though I couldn't quite believe it could be that simple.
Sierra Winters is a fiercely independent wildlife photographer chasing her dreams in the rugged landscapes of Alaska. She's never been one to linger in one place, preferring the call of adventure over the bonds of love. But when a storm leaves her stranded in a small coastal town, she finds herself unexpectedly drawn to Alex Hart, a reserved yet charismatic innkeeper with a past he'd rather forget. Alex has built a quiet life away from the chaos of his old one, focusing on running his family's century-old inn. The last thing he needs is a free-spirited stranger stirring up his world. Yet, as their paths intertwine, Sierra's spontaneity begins to thaw Alex's guarded heart, while Alex's steady presence challenges Sierra to confront her fear of staying still. But just as they begin to let their walls down, Sierra is offered the career opportunity of a lifetime, forcing them to confront what they're willing to risk for love. Will they let the whispers of the wind carry them apart, or will they fight for the connection they never saw coming?
Cassidy Dawson is a brilliant architect at the top of her game-until a chance encounter with a mysterious, brooding billionaire changes everything. Logan Blackwell, a reclusive tech mogul, is used to keeping his private life a secret, but Cassidy's magnetic presence pushes him to the edge. Their chemistry is undeniable, but their worlds couldn't be more different. With Cassidy's career on the line and Logan's past threatening to destroy everything, can love survive in the face of deception, power, and heartbreak?
In the shadow of a forgotten village, a hidden war rages- one that will soon drag Kiera Bellamy into a world she never believed existed. After the sudden death of her father, Kiera returns to her childhood home only to discover unsettling truths about her heritage and a family bound by ancient blood oaths. As a mysterious werewolf attacks the village, Kiera is thrust into a deadly game between rival packs, each seeking control of her family's legacy. Caught between betrayal, forbidden love, and her awakening power, Kiera must decide who to trust- and what she's willing to sacrifice to survive beneath the silver moon.
Nestled deep in the snow-covered mountains, the town of Winterveil lives in the shadow of a chilling legend- a beast that stalks the woods under the full moon. When young doctor Maren Vale arrives in town to replace the recently murdered physician, she's warned to stay indoors at night. But when a patient's cryptic confession points to a hidden conspiracy, Maren sets out to uncover the truth. Enter Kieran Ashford, the enigmatic hunter who seems to know more about the beast than he lets on. Together, Maren and Kieran delve into the town's secrets, but as the winter nights grow longer and the moon waxes fuller, Maren begins to suspect the monster she's hunting might be closer than she imagined. In a battle against time, ancient curses, and her own rising fear, Maren must decide: will she save Winterveil, or will she join its haunted history?
Tala Gonzalo was a werewolf, and a single mother. Her daughter, Ava, had never met her father. This is the story of how Tala ended up in the city, raising a child alone. In college, Tala was in love and dating a man who turned out to be a werewolf. After being bitten and transformed, Tala embraced her new life, until a tragic accident shattered her world. Forced to flee her pack, she discovered she was pregnant with the future alpha's child. For three years, Tala raised Ava in secrecy, only transforming when absolutely necessary to protect her daughter from the harsh reality of their lineage. Always prepared to run, Tala’s life takes an unexpected turn when her old pack, under attack, seeks her out as their best tracker. With the pack’s leader, Louve, discovering Ava’s existence, will they reconcile their past and face the new threat of Lycans together?
What lengths would a desperate mother go to in order to find her missing daughter? When Brienna's teenage daughter vanishes on the notorious road during the witching hour, Brienna dives into the dark world of vampires to find her. Teaming up with a mysterious man, she navigates a path filled with secrets and lies, realizing her own life is in danger. Convinced an outcast named Joe is behind her daughter's disappearance, Brienna discovers the truth is far more evil. With every step, she gets closer to her target, but he's always one step ahead, waiting for her to fall into his trap.
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.