Compelled to escape her pack, find her brother, and protect her pregnancy, Ariel Harvey, a white wolf, faced some of the most painful moments of her life, supported by friends she met along the way. As she struggles with an unexpected attraction to her own brother and the urgent need to safeguard her child, she must be ready to give up everything, even her own identity, at great risk to herself.
My name is Ariel Harvey, a member of the blood moon pack. This is how humanity first learned of our presence. All you have to do is listen and accurately convey what I reveal to you. I am counting on you to spread the word that we are not malicious like vampires who are out for human blood and to populate their coven with a initiated humans. There is a war coming but first I must tell you how it all began.
Welcome to Dotingharm, a place where humans share a whole lot in common with vampires and werewolves. Whitewood is an island in Dotingharm, from here you get to Winsburg which happens to be the capital city of Dotingharm. I have always wanted to see what lies beyond this island, I wish to get to Winsburg but not this broken.
An uproar steals the peace of Whitewood when four gamma wolves pulled my mother out in chains to be executed for poisoning the alpha.
I forced myself through the crowd to get to Susan before she gives the order to behead my mom.
"Let go of me!" I yelled as a stranger's hands pulled me back I could not resist "There is nothing you can do, Ariel. If you are seen, they are going to kill you too!" Then I noticed the silence. I looked over and watched as my mother's head rolled on the ground accompanied by blood spills, followed by echoes of the Luna's voice,
"This is what happens to traitors, the penalty for betraying the pack. I want all members of the Harvey family dead. Find every last one of them!"
My eyes pooled with tears as I witnessed the death of my mom. My dad was stabbed not too long by members of the pack after being accused of conspiring to kill the alpha. Cersei Riva who has been against my relationship with my boyfriend stood by Susan with a smile on her face as she watched my mom die. I knew I was next.
"Come with me or they are going to kill you the minute you're found." the stranger said.
"Who are you?"
"I am Gregory, a close friend of your dad. Come, there's no time." I followed him immediately, grieved and filled with a desire for revenge. My eyes swam in tears as we came few blocks away from the royal castle. "Listen to me Ariel, you must get away from Whitewood as far as you can. The Walters are going to kill you if they find out you are alive."
"I heard her say so." I mumbled.
"Good. You can never trust anyone here."
"I can rely on Salvador. He's my boyfriend." I replied immediately.
"Not even Salvador! Loving him will ruin your life, you have to stay alive for the sake of the family you have left." He said while cutting my hair short with a scissors.
"You talk like my late father." I muttered with sobs.
"Maybe I do. Get up now. Your younger brother is also dead. The only family you have now is your elder brother in Winsburg whom I believe is not really your brother "
"What do you mean? Tyrell is my biological brother, is he not?"
"I am afraid I can't answer that. Long story. Let's go." He said grabbing my arm softly. My grief was mixed with confusion instantly, though we never had Tyrell spend his lifetime with us as teenagers but I know him to be my brother.
"But you know my dad was innocent. You know the beta had no hand in poisoning the alpha."
"Your father's loyalty can not be questioned but from what I see, the leadership of blood moon pack has been corrupted. I believe Luna Susan has a hand in the Alpha's death. Tyrell is in Winsburgs end, you have to get there. Make it to blackwater before nightfall and sail to Winsburg."
"Thanks Gregory."
"You don't have to thank me. I should have followed you but it's too risky for me. Please stay alive. Now go." He ordered in a way that made me run.
My heart grew with sorrow and was troubled for also leaving Salvador even if he was Susan's son. I should have left whitewood before now but I returned because I was pregnant shortly after I went missing. While I kept running, my stomach began to hurt because of the baby in my womb whose father I know not. No time to worry about that for now,
"Take me to blackwater. Please drive carefully, I am pregnant." I said politely to the driver who stopped at my wave. He drove off immediately and after two checkpoints to go, the third one became a problem.
"Turn around sir. We've just received an order not to allow any car to leave Whitewood." The policeman commanded.
"Please let us through. She is pregnant."
"I am Ariel Harvey. I need to get to blackwater." I added.
"You are the Harvey we have been looking for!" His face contorted. I quickly turned to the driver and in my eyes were screams asking for help. He drove off without waiting to hear a word from me. The officer fired several rounds at us before the driver could get away. About a mile out, I felt an unbearable pain in my left arm only to notice I've been shot. Here my world became a living hell. I could only think of being in a moving car until not long before I noticed we were being chased. I heard cars horning but I couldn't tell how close they were to us because of the pain I was feeling. "Please don't let them take me." I cried without letting go of my bleeding arm.
While waiting to hear a word from the driver, another vehicle collided with ours from the left side of a T-junction.
My head ached at first, then a whistling sound followed by massive gunfires. My vision was still blurry when someone opened the car door.
"Give me your hands, you have to get out of the car now!" I knew it wasn't the driver. Relentlessly I suppressed my arm while trying to regain consciousness. Then I realized the driver was dead already having his head on the steering wheel. The shattered glasses, and smoking bumper left me no choice than to go with the stranger who was trying to pull me out.
My stomach was hurting real bad, coupled with the pain in my arm and I felt the baby in my womb kicking as I was carried by the young man into his car. He drove off immediately and I soon realized that we were no longer being chased. "please I am heading to blackwater. My life is in your hands, do not let them get to me. I am Ariel." I muttered with tears running down my eyes, my sweat was thick as blood, I was dying of taste, my lungs were almost void of air and the pain I felt grew more severe. I was already losing so much blood, I fainted upon hearing him say "I know who you are. Hang on."
An ambitious countryside girl moves to the city of New York to play her part of a deal to marry a dying Mafia. When her life takes a new turn with her prince charming, an ugly past strikes, targeting her and her family and forcing her to summon her killer instincts. However, she is not the only one with a hothead for revenge amid a whirlwind of crime.
A night of her engagement to a billionaire's son, Mara Anderson received a devastating news of her family's involvement in a car accident back home in Manila. She left Vietnam immediately, sailing to Manila on broken heart; then came Daniel Gomez, mending her heart with each passing moment full of romantic bliss. When the ship dusks, Mara was at the verge of sinking deep in love with Daniel and loosing the memories spent with Henry - the billionaire's son. Before she could confess her love for Daniel whom she had made to fall in love with her deeply, she received yet another news of the downfall of the billionaire's family's wealth and the tragedy that has befallen Henry. Will Mara continue with the billionaire's son or disappear with her heart fixer?
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?
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.
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?
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.