"When Emilia discovers her werewolf heritage, she's thrust into a world of ancient secrets and hidden dangers. As she navigates the treacherous landscape, Emilia must confront the Order, a ruthless organization hunting werewolves. With the help of Lycaon and the Lunar Guard, Emilia must claim her rightful place as a werewolf leader and protect her pack."
Emilia crouched atop the dilapidated warehouse, gazing out over the city's skyline. Her rifle's scope scanned the rooftops, searching for signs of movement. The hunt was on.
"Emilia, we've got movement on the east side," her earpiece crackled.
Emilia's heart quickened. "Roger that, Ryker. I'm on it."
She sprinted across the rooftop, her boots pounding the gravel. Emilia's trained eyes scanned the shadows, tracking her prey.
A figure emerged from the darkness – tall, imposing, and unmistakably supernatural.
Emilia's finger tightened on the trigger. "Ryker, confirm target."
"Confirmed, Emilia. Type-3 Vampire. Deadly."
Emilia took a deep breath, focusing. Her rifle fired, and the vampire crumpled.
"Clean shot," Ryker said. "You're clear to extract."
Emilia descended into the warehouse, careful to avoid the vampire's dissipating ashes. Ryker awaited, a seasoned hunter and her mentor.
"Nice work, kiddo," Ryker said, clapping her back. "You're a natural."
Their banter was familiar, comforting. Emilia had grown up among hunters, trained to protect humanity from the supernatural.
As they left the warehouse, Emilia's phone buzzed. Unknown number.
"Emilia Grey, you're the last living heir of the Silvermist bloodline."
Emilia's heart skipped a beat. "Who is this?"
The voice was low, gravelly. "Meet me at the old clock tower at midnight. Come alone."
The line went dead.
Emilia's mind reeled. Silvermist? She'd never heard of it.
Ryker noticed her expression. "Everything okay?"
Emilia hesitated. "Just a weird call. Probably a prank."
Ryker's eyes narrowed. "Be careful, kiddo. We don't know what's out there."
Emilia nodded, tucking the phone into her pocket.
Back at the hunter's HQ, Emilia researched the Silvermist bloodline. Nothing showed up in their databases.
She approached Ryker, who was reviewing mission footage.
"Ryker, have you heard of the Silvermist bloodline?"
Ryker's expression turned serious. "That's an old, powerful line. Thought to be extinct."
Emilia's curiosity grew. "What do you mean?"
Ryker leaned in, lowering his voice. "Silvermist was a werewolf bloodline. One of the oldest and strongest."
Emilia's eyes widened. Werewolves? She'd never encountered one.
As midnight approached, Emilia's anxiety grew. Who was behind the mysterious call? And what did they want with her?
She recalled her hunter training, focusing on the skills ingrained in her.
Emilia arrived at the clock tower, her senses on high alert. The wind whispered secrets in her ear.
A figure emerged from the shadows – tall, imposing, with piercing eyes.
"Welcome, Emilia Grey," he said, his voice low and mysterious. "I've been waiting."
Emilia's instincts flared. "Who are you?"
The stranger smiled, revealing razor-sharp fangs.
"My name is Lycaon. And you, Emilia, are the key to unlocking an ancient legacy."
Emilia's grip on her rifle tightened. "What legacy?"
Lycaon's eyes gleamed. "The Silvermist bloodline's true power. A power that could change the course of supernatural history."
Emilia's doubts surfaced. "Why me?"
Lycaon's expression turned solemn. "You're the last living heir. The bloodline's fate rests in your hands."
Emilia's world expanded as Lycaon's words sank in. She was no longer just a hunter; she was a guardian of a ancient legacy.
As the clock struck midnight, Emilia knew her life would never be the same.
Lycaon handed her a small, intricately carved box. "This contains your inheritance. Open it when you're ready to claim your destiny."
With those words, Lycaon vanished into the night, leaving Emilia with more questions than answers.
Hazel managed to get away from the Red Moon pack. She had reached her breaking point when her soulmate-the soon-to-be Alpha and the son of her foster father-rejected her. During her flight from the Red Moon pack, she went rogue and ended up on the doorstep of Alexander Garcia, the most formidable Alpha in the werewolf world. For some reason, he felt drawn to her. *** Drake is a twenty nine years old hybrid Alpha king. He is well-known over the werewolf world for his ruthlessness in dealing with his enemies. He is a shadowy character with a lot of skeletons in his closet. It surprised him that he felt drawn to Hazel because he had lost his partner in a rogue attack, leaving him broken for a while before becoming even more callous. *** On Hazel's eighteen years old birthday at Drake's pack secrets were unravelled and mysteries were uncovered Will they be able to overcome the obstacles and strengthen their bonds? Let's find out in this thrilling story.
BLURB Have you ever seen a Luna who doesn't have a wolf? This was Hazel's case. She was confused at the news. At first, she thought that the moon goddess was playing tricks with her, that she was going to have a wolf but this was not the case. No one was ever going to be mated to one who did not have a wolf because such a person was weaker than a human being. Although she doesn't have a wolf, she had a betrothed who was an Alpha wolf, which gained her the qualification to be Luna. She was disrespected and mocked wherever she entered, but she strengthened her resolve and ruled the pack because she was in love with Damon - the Alpha prince Her resolve seemed to be weakened when Damon rejected her in front of the pack during a mating ceremony and mated her best friend. She left the palace in tears and closed her heart to love until the arrival of an Alpha King - Kai. Would she allow the love to blossom or would the love between them lead to their separation??
When struggling artist Ethan Walker receives an offer he can't refuse from billionaire entrepreneur Juliana Saint Clair he's thrust into a world of opulence and excess. Juliana's proposal is to create art for her empire. She'll provide the resources and exposure he's always dreamed of. As Ethan becomes entrenched in her world, he realizes Juliana's true intention is not just to own his art. She wants to possess his heart. As they engage in a fiery game of push-and-pull Ethan must confront darkness of Juliana's past. He must also face true cost of her success. He'll have to decide if their love is worth the risk of losing himself completely. Or will he find a way to maintain his artistic vision and independence in the face of her overwhelming presence? Meanwhile Juliana's own demons threaten to destroy their fragile connection. Her obsession with Ethan's art and her desire to own his heart may ultimately be her downfall. Or it may be key to her redemption. Complicating matters further is powerful business rival determined to see Juliana's empire crumble. This rival's machinations force Juliana and Ethan into a dangerous dance. They test their loyalty and love at every turn. In this sultry slow-burn romance, two creative forces collide in tale of passion power and the true cost of success. Will Ethan and Juliana find a way? Can they make their love last? Or will their differences—along with ruthless ambitions of others—tear them apart?
John West was determined to reclaim his family fortune in order to protect his wife and unborn child. Despite Sarah Lance's family's demands for her to abort the baby and leave John, John used his advantages to secretly help his wife reclaim her family position and becomes the CEO. His mother-in-law and brother-in-law despised them for it, but Sarah had already successfully taken over a large portion of her family's business.
"Love is blind!" Lucinda abandoned her beautiful and comfortable life because of a man. She married him and slaved off for him for three long years. One day, the scales finally fell off her eyes. She realized that all her efforts were in vain. Her husband, Nathaniel still treated her like shit. All he cared about was his lover. "Enough is enough! I quit wasting my years with an ungrateful man!" Lucinda's heart was shattered into many pieces, but she summoned up the courage to ask for a divorce. The news caused a stir online! A filthy rich young woman recently got divorced? She was a good catch! Countless CEOs and handsome young men immediately swarmed to her like bees to honey! Nathaniel couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference and begged with teary eyes, "I love you, Lucinda. I can't live without you. Please come back to me." Would Lucinda give him a second chance? Read to find out!
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Vanessa was about to get engaged when she discovered that her groom-to-be was cheating on her with her own sister. Instead of creating a scene, she went to the club and hired the most desirable gigolo she found. After a wild night of passion, she gave him a generous check. "Thanks. I may require your services in the future." The gigolo was mad at her for being heartless, but Vanessa dismissed his words as an attempt to get her attention. It was only later, when she had to seek out the renowned Mr. Fuller to help with her business, that she realized the man she had slept with was no gigolo at all.
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."
For seven years, Jillian pursued Bryan with unyielding passion, but he remained distant, his emotions tightly sealed. Disheartened, she left for overseas after graduating from college. Three years later, Jillian, now a successful attorney, sat provocatively on the lap of Bryan's competitor. She flashed Bryan a playful smile and taunted, "What's wrong, Bryan? Are you impotent?" Bryan's restraint shattered in an instant. In a swift motion, he scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. The next morning, as Bryan woke up, Jillian flashed a mischievous smile. "Let's keep things casual, okay?"