On the night of her sixteenth birthday, Ava Barbara's world shatters when she's captured by Jacob Stanley, a ruthless werewolf hunter who is on a dangerous mission. Held captive, Ava discovers a dark secret that threatens both her pack and Jacob, her captor. Now Ava is left with with two options: Will she tell her captors about the evil that is about to befall the Wolf hunters and the Wolf Pack ? Or will she find a way to safe only her pack? This book will test your patience, so be prepared. Enjoy😁
Ava Barbara P.O.V
My sixteenth birthday was filled with excitement that spread through our school's hallways. As the well-known Alpha Female of the pack, my friends and classmates whispered birthday wishes to me. Being the Alpha had its advantages, and I could feel the warmth and respect from everyone recognizing my birthday. As I imagined the warmth of being cradled in a safe embrace and supported by strong arms, I couldn't help but yearn for the elusive connection that comes with finding one's love partner. It struck a deep chord with me to think of someone who would sacrifice all for my security and who would be there no matter what.
Friends made up the fabric of my social circle, be they the stalwart betas and deltas or the less prestigious omegas, zetas, and epsilons. I preferred to value friendships that were unrestricted by social conventions over the hierarchical divisions that come with positions. Throughout the evening, my father Marcus-the pack's current alpha-organized a lavish feast in my honor. Our pack, Loupe Lycan, was quite excited about the party, and I was too, hoping that somewhere in the thick of the celebrations I would finally run into my mate.
I dutifully engaged in the customary social dance, stepping and spinning in time with each suitable man in attendance. But the pressure on my feet became apparent. "I apologize, but I just need a little break," I said to my dancing companion. He smiled back, capping the silence with a gentle peck on the back of my hand that made my cheeks flush scarlet.
Desiring a breath of fresh air, I stepped outside the pack house. A concerned friend, Emily, intercepted me. "Hey, going somewhere?" she inquired, her eyes reflecting genuine concern. "Just need some fresh air. Don't fret," I reassured her, setting out with a silent determination.
Wandering into the woods, a routine for werewolves like us, I found solace in the embrace of nature. Clad in an alluring, flowing red dress – my favored colors being black, red, and white – the night held the promise of enchantment and mystery.
I moved farther into the trees, my dress and hair dancing behind me like wild spirits as the cool breeze launched its assault on my skin. I gave in to the wild's appeal and, in true rebel fashion, let go of my high heels to enjoy the feel of mud on my bare feet. I was a fighter at heart, therefore I didn't run from the raw energy of the natural world.
My style was definitely not prep, always leaning toward the rebellious side and loving all-black outfits and tight jeans. However, I was pushed by my family to wear this massive dress on this specific day. Their justification? "Dear, you're a woman. Would you like your partner to think you're a man?
I chuckled at the absurdity of the thought. Imagining a straight guy discovering his mate is a man and suddenly grappling with an unexpected twist of sexuality – the sheer mental image was enough to provoke laughter and sympathy.
My journey led me to a waterfall stream, a haven I frequented in times of joy, sorrow, or frustration. The place where I unraveled my thoughts and emotions, settling on the green meadow, feeling the grass beneath my palms.
Beneath the stars and moon, I attempted the futile task of counting the stars, only to abandon the effort in favor of simply relishing the dark blue expanse of the night sky. With my eyes closed, I allowed myself to exhale, the tension of the day dissipating with each breath.
The tranquility of the moment shattered when the snap of a twig reached my ears. In an instant, I, along with the wolf within me, snapped to attention, attuned to the rustle of leaves and the subtle shifts in the forest. My senses heightened, I sniffed the air, listened to the subtle sounds, felt the energy around me, and observed the shadows.
Just as I detected a strange scent, a searing agony pierced me, akin to an injection thrust into my core and then slowly withdrawn. The mysterious encounter in the heart of the woods had begun, shrouded in a mix of curiosity and foreboding.
Anonymous P.O.V
"Sir, we've captured a female werewolf," one of the men reported.
"Good, bring her to me, and alive," I commanded.
My father and I both harbored a deep-seated loathing of werewolves. My mother was taken from me by a species I never had the opportunity to meet. Even numerous werewolf deaths couldn't heal the gap left by her death during childbirth. I had turned into a hunter, a merciless killer of these animals, especially the renegade ones who possessed a werewolf and human bloodlust. They were easy pickings, the weak and defenseless, and I had made it my mission to kill them.
I'm the pre-eminent here because of my genes, I'm a half- I began to think, interrupted by the arrival of the captive girl, unconscious and roughly sixteen years old.
"Tie her to that chair," I instructed, and the men promptly obeyed, securing her with sterling silver chains that weakened werewolves, rendering them powerless to resist or break free.
I detested werewolves, but something unusual was eating at me: I didn't want to see the girl hurt, not even a little bit. I dismissed the feeling, walked over to her, and gently raised her chin with my thumb and index finger. Her beautiful dark brown hair, thick lashes, lovely nose, and luscious lips briefly took my attention away from my task. She was gorgeous.
No! Snap out of it, what's wrong with you? I scolded myself internally.
"My, another one and a girl, isn't this sensational?" my father beamed, entering the room, and surveying the unconscious werewolf.
"Cut her dress till it reaches her knees; it's unreasonably wearisome and vast," my father directed, and the men wasted no time in complying. An unexpected pang of displeasure surged through me at the thought of them touching her, cutting her dress. It was as if I, and only I, was permitted to have any form of skin contact with her.
Who is into me? I was divided between duty and an inexplicable connection that challenged my hatred for her type, and I thought that maybe I should kill the girl sooner than I had planned because she was the cause of my feelings.
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(This book has sex scenes is rated 18+)In the elite world of New York City, 19-year-old Sophia Jack's life shatters when her father arranges her marriage to Billionaire Andrew Arthur, the son of a childhood friend. Sophia resists, setting the stage for a tumultuous relationship. Dark secrets surface as Sophia unveils ties between both families and the underground mafia. She faces a gut-wrenching choice: expose her father's past or allow Andrew's family's criminal empire to flourish. With the Mafia closing in, Sophia strikes a dangerous deal to save them both. But danger escalates, leaving them with the consequences of their choices.
"In a twist of fate, their lives collide under tragic circumstances. Bound by a dying wish, they find themselves tied together in matrimony without love. As the wife grapples with her father's final request, she must navigate a loveless marriage while her heart yearns for freedom. But amidst the shadows of obligation and manipulation, secrets unfold, unveiling a web of intrigue. Will they succumb to the weight of their circumstances, or will love find its way through the cracks of their arranged union?"
For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret.
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."
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
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