Ember Thornhill thinks she has found her forever mate in Asher Blackwood Alpa of the Blackwood pack, but he rejects her for his manipulative Ex lover Lila Shadowglow, Ember couldn't accept rejection, so she fled heartbroken and pregnant. 10 years gone and Asher discovers his little affair with his mate Ember got her pregnant with twin pup's Ava and Owen. Determined to write his wrongs for a second chance with his family and prove his love for his Luna , he is set to find her beyond the depths of the grounds, can Ember forgive her mate and trust him again? As they both try to rekindle their past relationship, they find the loopholes of their complicated past and the present dangers that move around them. Ember and Asher must accept the truth and make sure their bonds remain unbroken. With rogue werewolves threatening Asher's clan and his family's safety, Ember's hidden wolf powers surface. Can the Alpha and his mate overcome their differences and break free from the chains of their past ? Or will Asher and Ember's second chance at love be a total disaster.
Ember walked into a beautiful moonlit night, her heart racing with anticipation. Tonight was the night of the full moon, and the Blackwood pack would gather to celebrate.
"Tonight's the night," she whispered to herself.
Ember's senses tingled; they were on high alert. She hid behind trees because she was looked upon as an outcast in the pack. Her wolf hadn't taken place yet.
She watched as everyone shifted into their wolf form. She smelled the scent of pine and wildflowers, which filled her nostrils; she could hear the sound of howling voices echoing through the trees. The pounding of their paws could be heard; she loved this night and wished she knew how it felt to be one of them.
When they all gathered to run and hunt under the moonlight, Ember caught sight of a special someone in the crowd: Asher Blackwood, the pack's alpha. His broad shoulders and chiselled features made her heart skip a beat, but his scent was different.
Asher caught sight of her; their eyes locked.
"MATE!" they exclaimed in unison.
For almost a year, Ember had secretly crushed on Asher; she admired him from afar. Tonight, she couldn't deny the attraction she felt any longer.
Asher's wolf form was glorious: his fur shimmering black coat seemed to glow in the moonlight. It was as if his wolf instincts noticed her and responded by wagging his tail.
Ember tried to make herself invisible by hiding in the forest shrubs, but she wasn't quick enough; Asher caught up with her.
Asher transformed into his human form and spoke to her.
"Lady, why are you hiding behind the bushes?"
"Uhmm, it's none of your business, but if you must know, there's this handsome werewolf I'm hiding from."
"Oh, really? Who is he, if I may ask?"
"The alpha of the Blackwood pack, Prince Asher. He noticed me, and I got shy; even though I can't explain why I'm hiding from him."
Ember turned to face the stranger she was talking to and got the greatest shock of her life.
"Wait, why am I even telling you?"
Ember turned around to face the stranger she was talking to and got the greatest shock of her life. She was about to run, but he grabbed her and pinned her to the tree.
"Your Ember, right?"
"Yes, my Prince."
"He knows my name, but how?"
"Who doesn't know Ember, the only beautiful young lady who hasn't transformed yet?"
"Oh."
Ember sounded disappointed.
"I don't mean it that way; you're unique in your own way, pretty too. If you don't transform today, it doesn't mean you won't transform another day."
"I've been wanting to talk to you for months, but I just didn't have the courage."
"What! Talk to me, why?"
He walked closer, his eyes never leaving hers.
"I think we could really be great together. I've never felt like this for anyone."
"But..."
"No buts, Ember; you're my mate."
"MATE! How, when? Don't try to pretend; what does your wolf say? Or don't you feel the electricity every time our eyes meet, your senses and body tingle, your heartbeat increases as if you're racing or running with someone? You saw the wagging of my tail. My wolf chose you, Ember, and yours too, because I saw the movement of your lips saying 'Mate' earlier."
"But, my Prince, even if I am your mate, I'm not good for you; I'm not of royal blood, nor does my family have noble blood flowing in them; your father will never accept me."
"It doesn't matter; don't talk so lowly about yourself, please. I'll take care of my father. All that matters right now is that the moon goddess chose you as my mate."
Before Ember could say a word, Asher leaned in and kissed her; her legs wobbled.
"It's as if the world around us melted away; I felt a spark, like electricity passing through my whole body, and my skin crawling. It was like my wolf was trying to pass a message to me."
"He's really my mate; I can't believe it."
As the night prolonged, they talked and laughed for a while, their connection growing. Ember felt like everything was happening too fast; was it a dream?
"So, you think I'm handsome?"
"Oh, no; he still remembers," her inner wolf spoke. "You're not wrong, Ember; Mate is handsome; be quiet, Meg."
"Ehmm, can we forget about everything I said earlier?"
"He smirks, while Ember's cheeks flushed with embarrassment."
"You're so cute when you're embarrassed."
"Ember, I'll do everything in my power to help you transform;
Aliyah Rhodes, a driven and ambitious young woman, is left reeling after her company mysteriously went ablaze. But her luck changes when she's unexpectedly offered a job as personal secretary to Alexander Thompson, the arrogant billionaire and CEO of Thompson Industries. Initially, they were at each other's throats, with Aliyah disliking Alex's arrogant attitude and Alex underestimating Aliyah's determination. However, as times changed, they began to look at each other differently, their mutual attraction growing and they found themselves irresistibly drawn to each other. But Aliyah's world is shattered when she discovers the shocking truth about Alex. He is married, and he's been the mastermind of her company's downfall. Heartbroken and betrayed, Aliyah disappears, only to return weeks later with a life-changing secret: she's pregnant with Alex's child. But her courage is tested when she catches Alex in bed with the woman he claimed not to love. Consumed by self-loathing and anger, Aliyah runs to start afresh from his toxicity. Years later she got into a contract marriage with Alex best friend and marries him with Alex divorcing his wife. As reality hits Alex, he finds out about Aliyah and his friend's marriage, not accepting his loss he's determined to get his woman back at all cost. Will Aliyah be able to forgive Alex's past mistakes and return back to him with their child, or will the obstacles between them prove insurmountable?
In a world where werewolves reign supreme, the last white wolf, Astrid Howlington, is the key to an ancient prophecy that will determine the fate of their kind. Born with a rare gift, Astrid's existence has been shrouded in mystery and danger. As the last of her line, she is the final hope for the werewolf packs. Astrid's life was forever changed when she was rejected by her fated mate, Thane Wolford, the ruthless and cunning alpha of the Lupari pack. Thane's rejection was not only a blow to Astrid's heart but also a brutal awakening to the harsh realities of their world. As Thane's abuse and manipulation pushed Astrid to the brink of destruction, she was forced to flee and hide her true identity. Years later, Astrid's life is turned upside down when she encounters Kieran, a werewolf who hated the word mate, a powerful and feared werewolf from the Shadow pack. Kieran is rumored to be unbeatable in battle, and his reputation strikes fear into the hearts of even the bravest warriors. As Astrid and Kieran's paths cross, they are drawn to each other with an inexplicable force, igniting a passion that threatens to consume them both. As Luna's prophecy begins to unfold, Astrid and Kieran must navigate the treacherous landscape of pack politics, ancient magic, and forgotten lore. With Thane's sinister presence a threat to their wolf kind, Astrid must confront her painful past and learn to trust Kieran, her new mate, who is determined to protect her at all costs. As the stakes grow higher, Astrid and Kieran must join forces to unravel the secrets of Luna's prophecy and save their world from destruction and stop the curse laid upon all black wolves. Will Astrid find the strength to overcome her past and claim her rightful place as the last protector of the wolf kind, or will the forces of darkness prevail?
Aliyah stood at the altar, shocked to be marrying Luis, the masked man and the stranger who rescued her, instead of Fedrick. Luis's intense eyes locked onto hers, his voice low and husky. "You're mine now," he whispered. Aliyah's mind reeled, unsure what he wanted. She saw a glimmer of desire in his eyes and her heart skipped a beat. Their accidental marriage was just the beginning of a deadly game of power and passion. Aliyah was trapped, unsure what lay ahead, but she knew her life would never be the same. Luis had her now, and he wouldn't let her go.
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
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."