In 16th century Europe, where humans believe wolves are mere folklore, shape-shifters live secretly among them. Ryker Flynn, last surviving member of the Emberclaw Pack, seeks vengeance against the Shadowmoon Pack for massacring his family. But as war rages between wolves and vampires, Ryker must unite the fractured packs and confront the darkness within himself. Can he overcome his thirst for revenge and lead the wolves to victory, or will the shadows consume them all?
The moon cast its silvery glow over the small town of Raven's Peak, casting long shadows across the streets. The residents had retreated to their cozy homes, seeking refuge from the chill of the autumn night. But for Emilia Grey, the darkness held a different allure.
She stood at the edge of the forest, the trees towering above her like sentinels. The wind rustled through the leaves, whispering secrets only she could hear. Emilia's heart quickened, her senses heightened. This was her sanctuary, her place of solace.
The full moon had always drawn her in, its pull like an invisible thread. Her grandmother used to tell stories of their ancestral ties to the lunar cycle, of the ancient magic that coursed through their veins. Emilia never believed them, yet she couldn't deny the primal connection she felt.
Tonight was different, though. A restlessness simmered beneath her skin, like the quiet before a storm. Emilia's eyes scanned the treeline, searching for something – or someone.
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows. Tall, broad-shouldered, and imposing, with eyes that gleamed like stars in the dark. Kael, the mysterious stranger who had appeared in town a month ago, his presence stirring whispers and suspicion.
"What brings you here, Emilia?" Kael's deep voice sent shivers down her spine.
"I could ask you the same," she replied, her tone steady despite the racing of her heart.
Kael's gaze locked onto hers, his eyes burning with an intensity that made her squirm. "I've been waiting for you," he said, his words dripping with an otherworldly weight.
Emilia's instincts screamed warning, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot. "Why?"
Kael's smile was a thin, enigmatic line. "The darkness calls, Emilia. And you must answer."
A shiver coursed through her veins. How did he know? The call of the night, the whispers in her mind – it was as if he saw into the very heart of her.
"Who are you?" Emilia demanded, trying to regain control.
Kael's eyes glinted, his features shifting, rippling like the surface of a pond. For an instant, Emilia saw something else – something not human.
"I am the one who will show you the truth," he said, his voice low and husky. "About yourself, about this town, and about the shadows that lurk within."
Emilia's world tilted, her perception of reality blurring. The moon above seemed to pulse, its light beating in time with her racing heart.
"What truth?" she whispered.
Kael's smile grew, his eyes flashing with a knowing light. "The truth about the darkness within, Emilia. The truth about your own shadow."
And with that, he vanished into the night, leaving Emilia staring into the darkness, her heart pounding with anticipation and fear.
The village of Raven's Peak lay shrouded in darkness, its residents huddled in their homes, seeking refuge from the chill of the autumn night. The moon, now a silver crescent in the sky, cast an eerie glow over the thatched roofs and the dense forest beyond.
In a small cottage on the outskirts of the village, a young woman named Lyra stirred restlessly in her bed. Her dreams were filled with visions of the forest, its trees twisting and writhing like living shadows. She felt an inexplicable pull, a call to venture into the darkness that lurked beyond the treeline.
Lyra's eyes snapped open, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and trepidation. She threw off the covers and rose from bed, her bare feet padding softly on the earthen floor. The fire in the hearth had dwindled to embers, casting flickering shadows on the walls.
With a sense of urgency, Lyra dressed quickly, her fingers moving deftly in the darkness. She chose a simple tunic and leggings, suitable for a hunt. Her long, raven-black hair was tied back in a ponytail, revealing the sharp lines of her face.
In the kitchen, Lyra found her hunting gear: a longbow, quiver, and dagger. The familiar weight of the bow in her hand brought a measure of comfort. She had learned to hunt from her father, a skilled woodsman who had vanished on a hunting trip five years ago.
With her gear slung over her shoulder, Lyra slipped out into the night. The village was quiet, the only sound the distant howling of wolves. The moon's light cast an otherworldly glow on the thatched roofs, making the village seem like a surreal dreamscape.
Beyond the village, the forest loomed, its darkness palpable. Lyra felt the call of the moon growing stronger, drawing her deeper into the trees. She walked swiftly, her senses heightened, the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves filling her nostrils.
The trees seemed to close in around her, their branches tangling overhead like skeletal fingers. Lyra's heart pounded, but she pressed on, driven by a primal urge. The forest was alive, and she felt its power coursing through her veins.
Suddenly, a faint rustling echoed through the underbrush. Lyra drew her dagger, her senses on high alert. A figure emerged from the shadows: a wolf, its eyes glowing with an ethereal light.
For a moment, Lyra froze, her blade poised. The wolf's gaze locked onto hers, and she felt a jolt of recognition. This was no ordinary beast. Its eyes held a deep intelligence, a knowing that transcended the natural world.
The wolf padded closer, its fur rippling in the moonlight. Lyra's grip on the dagger relaxed, replaced by a sense of wonder. She felt the call of the moon resonating within her, a harmony of darkness and light.
Without thinking, Lyra reached out a hand, her fingers brushing against the wolf's fur. A surge of energy coursed through her, and suddenly, she was flooded with visions: ancient forests, moonlit hunts, and the whispered secrets of the wild.
The world around her dissolved, leaving only the wolf and the darkness. Lyra knew, in that moment, she was no longer alone. The shadow within her had awakened, and nothing would ever be the same.
Diana Hartley, an ambitious and independent architect, has built her life with precision and focus. When she lands a dream contract to design a landmark for the McAlister Corporation-a global powerhouse owned by reclusive billionaire Colton McAlister-she's sure this is the project that will launch her into a new league of success. But working alongside Colton proves to be as challenging as it is exhilarating. Colton, known as a ruthless titan in business, is fiercely private and haunted by secrets he keeps buried. Driven by a painful past, he has little time or trust to spare, especially for someone outside his ironclad circle. But Diana's passion and vision intrigue him, sparking feelings he thought he'd buried long ago. As they clash and connect over late nights and city skylines, they find themselves tangled in more than blueprints and business. But when old rivals resurface and a corporate scandal threatens the empire Colton has fought to build, Diana is faced with a choice: protect her career, or risk it all for the enigmatic man who's captured her heart. Can love survive in a world where loyalty has a price and trust is the rarest currency of all?
After a near-death experience, 25-year-old Harper Riley awakens with an inexplicable connection to the moon and an unsettling hunger for the hunt. As the full moon rises, Harper discovers she's been reborn as a werewolf. Enter Maverick Jackson, a mysterious and captivating alpha who claims Harper's transformation is a sign of an ancient prophecy. Will Harper accept her new identity and Maverick's love, or will the dangers of the werewolf world tear them apart?
In a world where werewolves are hunted, 17-year-old Luna Reyes discovers she's the last living heir of the ancient Lunar bloodline. Forced to flee her home, Luna joins a secretive pack of rebels fighting against the oppressive government. As the full moon rises, Luna's transformation begins, and she must confront her destiny. Can she reclaim her family's legacy and lead the werewolves to freedom, or will the hunters silence her forever?
When ex-CIA operative Kalliope "Kae" Wilder uncovers the truth about Echelon, a mysterious surveillance program, she's drawn into a deadly game of cat and mouse. Joining forces with enigmatic whistleblower Beckett "Beck" Vaughn and rogue hacker Sage Riley, Kae must confront her past and stop Echelon's mastermind, Magnus "The Archon" Blackwood, before global catastrophe strikes.
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Ava is an 18-year-old Omega female in a werewolf pack. As an Omega, she’s viewed as weaker and less important within the pack. She has long admired the Alpha, perhaps even harbored feelings for him, despite knowing that as an Omega, she’s considered unworthy in the eyes of the pack On her 18th birthday, which is significant in werewolf lore, she gets her heart broken as the Alpha rejects her. Shortly after the rejection, she meets the twins—two charming, attractive wolves who are both strong but with different personalities. They are drawn to her despite her Omega status. Her father, concerned about her future and possibly the pack’s standing, tries to coerce her into an arranged marriage with someone else, possibly for political reasons within the pack. Will she choose the safety and security of the Alpha, or will she take a chance on the twins and risk everything for love?
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
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."
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
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!"