Hunted by fate and bound by a curse, Selene Draven lives in hiding, avoiding the truth of her identity as the last heir to the Duskwind Pack. When her quiet life is disrupted by Alaric Veylor, the fierce alpha of the Ebonridge Pack, her world is upended. Alaric, seeking vengeance for his brother's mysterious death, captures Selene, believing she holds the answers to the curse plaguing his pack. But as their fates entwine, an undeniable bond forms, challenging everything they know about loyalty, love, and destiny. As ancient forces awaken and secrets unravel, Alaric and Selene must face a choice: break the curse and risk losing each other, or let love conquer the darkness threatening to consume their packs.
Selene Draven gripped the leather strap of her satchel, her knuckles white with tension. The scent of pine and damp earth filled the air, but the usual solace of the forest felt distant tonight. Shadows seemed to stretch longer, and every rustle of leaves carried a weight that pressed against her chest. She adjusted the hood of her cloak, ensuring it covered her silver-streaked hair, a mark of her lineage that she could never fully hide.
The village of Graybrook lay silent behind her, its flickering lanterns a distant glow. Few dared to wander the outskirts at this hour, especially with the rumors of rogue wolves prowling nearby. For Selene, however, the darkness was a familiar companion. It was easier to blend into the night, to avoid the prying eyes that might recognize her for what she truly was: the last heir of the Duskwind Pack.
A sharp snap of a twig drew her attention. Her head turned swiftly, and her fingers curled instinctively around the hilt of the dagger hidden beneath her cloak. The forest around her was alive with whispers, but this sound was different-deliberate. She scanned the trees, her heightened senses searching for the source.
A low growl echoed through the air, and her heart sank. Wolves. Not the kind she could reason with, but feral ones-mindless beasts driven by hunger and the scent of prey. She dropped her satchel to the ground, freeing herself for movement.
The first wolf emerged from the shadows, its eyes glowing an unnatural yellow. Its fur was matted, its form unnaturally thin. Selene stepped back, keeping her movements slow and deliberate. Wolves rarely attacked without provocation, but these creatures weren't acting out of instinct.
Another growl, deeper this time, made her glance over her shoulder. A second wolf appeared, its body slinking through the underbrush. She was surrounded.
"You don't want to do this," she murmured, her voice calm but firm. Her hand tightened around the dagger. "I'm not an easy meal."
The wolves didn't falter. They lunged.
Selene moved like water, her body twisting to avoid the snapping jaws of the first wolf. Her blade flashed in the moonlight, slicing through the air and grazing its flank. The beast yelped but didn't retreat. The second wolf circled, its movements more calculated.
Her feet found purchase on the uneven forest floor, years of training kicking in despite the panic clawing at her mind. The first wolf charged again, and this time she met it head-on, driving her dagger into its shoulder. The creature howled, its body convulsing before it collapsed.
A sudden weight hit her from behind, knocking the air from her lungs. The second wolf had pounced, its claws raking across her back. She rolled, the pain searing but not debilitating. Her dagger was gone, lost in the chaos.
She reached for the wolf's neck, her fingers finding its matted fur. With a surge of strength, she twisted, throwing the beast off her. It landed with a thud but was on its feet again in seconds, snarling.
Selene staggered to her knees, her breathing ragged. The wolf's eyes locked onto hers, and for a brief moment, she saw something beyond hunger-recognition.
The sound of heavy footsteps broke the standoff. The wolf turned its head, and Selene followed its gaze. A figure stepped into the clearing, tall and commanding. His dark cloak billowed slightly in the breeze, and the moonlight caught the sharp angles of his face.
"Stand down," the man ordered, his voice low but resonant.
The wolf hesitated, its growl fading. Slowly, it backed away, retreating into the shadows until it disappeared entirely.
Selene remained frozen, her chest rising and falling with each labored breath. The man's piercing gaze settled on her, and she felt the weight of his scrutiny.
"You shouldn't be out here alone," he said, his tone more observant than concerned.
"I can take care of myself," she replied, her voice sharper than intended.
He arched a brow, stepping closer. "Clearly." His eyes drifted to the injured wolf lying motionless nearby. "Not bad, for someone unarmed."
Selene pushed herself to her feet, ignoring the sting of her wounds. "Who are you, and why are you here?"
The man tilted his head, studying her. "You don't know?"
"Should I?"
His lips curved into a faint smirk, but there was no humor in it. "I'm Alaric Veylor, Alpha of the Ebonridge Pack. And you, Selene Draven, are trespassing on my territory."
Her heart skipped a beat, the weight of his words crashing over her. She had been careful, staying clear of the Ebonridge borders. But his presence here was no coincidence.
"I didn't mean to cross into your lands," she said carefully, her eyes never leaving his.
"Didn't you?" His voice held a challenge, daring her to lie.
Before she could respond, he took another step forward, closing the distance between them. "You've been very good at hiding, Selene. But the past has a way of catching up to us."
Her stomach churned. He knew. Somehow, he knew who she was, and that knowledge made him dangerous.
"What do you want from me?" she demanded, forcing steel into her voice.
Alaric's smirk faded, replaced by a seriousness that sent a chill down her spine. "Answers. Starting with the truth about what happened to my brother."
Selene's breath caught in her throat. She had no idea what he was talking about, but the intensity in his gaze left no room for doubt. He believed she was involved in something far bigger than she understood.
"I don't know anything about your brother," she said, her voice quieter now.
"That's the wrong answer," he replied, his tone cold. "But don't worry. You'll have plenty of time to think about it."
Before she could react, he moved faster than she thought possible. His hand shot out, gripping her wrist with a strength that made escape impossible.
The world spun as he pulled her toward him, his presence overwhelming. "Welcome to Ebonridge, Selene. You're not leaving until I get what I need."
Sofia DeLuca has spent her life running from her family's dark legacy, determined to carve out a life of her own. But when her estranged father, a notorious mafia don, is murdered, Sofia is pulled back into the criminal underworld she tried to escape. Standing in her way is Luca Romano, her father's ruthless right-hand man and heir to the empire. As Sofia and Luca work together to uncover the truth behind her father's death, a forbidden romance ignites between them.
Vanessa's world shatters when her perfect life is upended by her stepsister, Delilah, who cunningly steals away the love of her life, Lucas. Once close, Vanessa now finds herself on the receiving end of betrayal, her engagement shattered, and her trust broken. Determined to reclaim everything she's lost, Vanessa embarks on a path of calculated revenge, using Delilah's own secrets against her. But as the intricate web of lies unravels, Vanessa discovers that revenge may not bring the closure she seeks-only a chance to heal and find true strength within herself.
A prophecy long buried in Lycan lore speaks of a child born of two rival bloodlines-a child destined to unite the fractured packs but cursed to overthrow the reigning king. Seren Duskbane, a fearless rogue, never imagined her path would cross with Lucian Veylor, the brooding and enigmatic Lycan King. When a fateful encounter binds them in a forbidden union, Seren discovers she carries the heir that could change the fate of their kind. As whispers of the prophecy spread, they face enemies from within and beyond their packs-forces that see the child as either salvation or destruction. With time running out and danger closing in, Seren and Lucian must navigate treacherous alliances, unearth ancient secrets, and confront the prophecy's devastating truth.
Selena Kaelvar is the last surviving member of the Kaelvar Pride. After witnessing the cold-blooded slaughter of her family by the ruthless Crescent Moon Pack, she becomes consumed by a singular purpose: revenge. Her opportunity comes when she discovers her uncanny resemblance to Liana Morven, the Crescent Moon Alpha's beloved Luna. Selena kidnaps Liana, hiding her far from her mate, and assumes her identity to infiltrate the pack from within. Darius Raelith, the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, is burdened with the legacy of his father's cruel reign. Determined to lead his pack with honor, Darius strives to mend the wounds of the past. But his efforts are undermined by a "Luna" who seems to be playing her own dangerous game. Selena walks a treacherous path of deception and vengeance, long-buried secrets surface, and the stakes grow higher. What will happen when Selena and Darius confront the truths that tie their fates together? Can redemption be found amid betrayal, or will revenge plunge them both into darkness?
When Seraphina, a young woman with dormant werewolf traits, is mistreated by her pack and ultimately rejected by her Alpha mate, she is forced into a life of solitude as a rogue. Her world is turned upside down when her dormant powers are awakened, revealing her true nature as a powerful Alpha and the dangers that come with it. Seeking to understand her new identity, Seraphina turns to the Lycan King, Kael, who becomes her mentor and guide. Together, they face the threats from her past that rise along with her newfound abilities. But when her former Alpha, Thorne, who once rejected her, returns, pleading for her forgiveness and help, Seraphina is faced with an agonizing choice: should she listen to his plea to take her back, or trust Kael, the one who helped her unlock the great power within her? With her destiny as Alpha hanging in the balance, Seraphina must decide how to wield her powers and confront the looming dangers that threaten her. Will she embrace the future that's calling, or be undone by the past that haunts her?
For Claire Evans, love has always been a secondhand emotion. After a string of heartbreaks, she's convinced herself that forever isn't in the cards. Instead, she pours her energy into her thriving career as an interior designer. But when her latest project brings her back to her small hometown, she's forced to confront the one man who shattered her heart and the walls she built around it- Ethan Carter. Ethan has spent the past decade regretting the one decision that drove Claire away. Now the owner of a struggling vineyard, he's desperate to save his family's legacy. When Claire steps back into his life as the designer hired to transform the vineyard into a wedding venue, he sees it as a second chance to prove that love is worth the risk. As the days unfold in a whirlwind of late-night confessions, rekindled laughter, and lingering glances, Claire must decide if she's ready to give Ethan- and herself- a chance at the kind of love she thought only existed in fairytales.
"I, Sophia Addison, of the Crescent Moon Pack, deny your rejection, Jacob Carter." I smiled triumphantly at him and he just glared at me. I can hear loud gasps and whispers throughout the place. They cannot believe that their goody-two-shoes of a senior year president is rejecting me in front of everybody. What goody-two-shoes? More like a two faced jerk! That is why, here I am, denying his rejection. Oh well, I refuse to suffer alone. So...let us both suffer together my dear mate.
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.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
In their three years of marriage, Chelsea had been a dutiful wife to Edmund. She used to think that her love and care would someday melt Edmund's cold heart, but she was wrong. Finally, she couldn't take the disappointment any longer and chose to end the marriage. Edmund had always thought that his wife was just boring and dull. So it was shocking when Chelsea suddenly threw divorce papers at his face in front of everyone at the Nelson Group's anniversary party. How humiliating! After that, everyone thought that the formerly-married couple would never see each other again, even Chelsea. Once again, she thought wrong. Sometime later, at an award ceremony, Chelsea went onstage to accept the award for best screenplay. Her ex-husband, Edmund, was the one presenting the award to her. As he handed her the trophy, he suddenly reached for her hand and pleaded humbly in front of the audience, "Chelsea, I'm sorry I didn't cherish you before. Could you please give me another chance?" Chelsea looked at him indifferently. "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelson. My only concern now is my business." Edmund's heart was shattered into a million pieces. "Chelsea, I really can't live without you." But his ex-wife just walked away. Wasn't it better for her to just concentrate on her career? Men would only distract her—especially her ex-husband.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."