The guy I vowed to love till the end deceived me, and I died once. The Moon Goddess, however, wasn't finished with me. She brought me back to life, reincarnating me as a rogue with no identity or memories, just the burning pain of a past I can't quite recall and a blood-thirsty need for revenge. Then I got to know him. Marcus John. The vicious Nightfang Pack's Alpha. Chilly. Without mercy. Dangerously addictive. I despise him. Nevertheless, my wolf awakens when he is close as if she has discovered something she has long since lost. His touch has a quality that seems to be both a blessing and a curse. I'm not sure whether I'm falling for him or if the connection that is bringing us together is what will break me. Because my recollections grow clearer the closer I go to him. And I'll have to choose between kissing him and killing him when I eventually realize who he is.
Chapter 1: The Stranger's Eyes
Grace's POV
"Are you lost?"
Before I even opened my eyes, I heard the voice-deep and harsh, like gravel rolling under heavy feet. I opened my eyes and blinked in the face of the intense sunshine that was piercing the trees.
The smell of pine and something metallic lingered in the air while I lay on the chilly ground, dirt sticking to my skin. I had the impression that my body wasn't mine.
With my hands rubbing against the hard ground, I forced myself to stand. I was overshadowed by a shadow.
A man.
Tall. Broad shoulders. Penetrating gray eyes that stared at me as if they were trying to strip me naked, a sharp jaw, and black stubble lining it. For a while, his eyes lingered where my frayed shirt dropped loosely from one shoulder, revealing too much flesh.
I stumbled a little as I clambered to my feet. "Remain back."
He remained still. Just stood with his arms folded and his eyes blazing at me. "Calm down. You would already be on the ground if I intended to harm you.
"Not assisting."
A slow, menacing sneer pulled at the corner of his lips. "I didn't intend to."
My heart pounded like a drum, racing in my chest. I looked around, but there were no recognizable trees or shadows. I was unsure about my location. Even worse, I had no idea who I was.
He stepped closer and said, "What's your name?"
My mouth opened, but nothing came out. I had no thoughts. Empty.
"I'm not sure,"
His eyes flickered with interest as his brow raised slightly. "Comfortable."
I balled my fists up. "Who are you?"
"John." He said his name as if it were a challenge.
With a dry throat, I swallowed hard. "Well, John, I don't require your assistance."
Like a predator assessing its prey, he approached slowly and deliberately. "Never made an offer."
As if the air itself knew something I didn't, the heat between us became heavy and dense. I smelled him-woodsy, musky, with a faint undertone of something sinister. It encircled me and tugged at something primordial and deep inside.
I slipped after taking a hesitant step back and my foot snagged on a root. Before I could touch the ground, his hand sprang out and grabbed my arm. My chest was jolted by his hard hold and the warmth of his flesh against mine.
He said, his face inches from my now, "Easy there."
Heat flooded my cheeks as I wrenched my arm free. "Avoid touching me."
His sneer reappeared, but this time it was accompanied by something else, something ravenous and sinister. "I didn't hear you grumbling."
I wanted to smack him. Or kiss him. I couldn't tell which.
I pushed him instead. Hard.
He didn't move much.
As he moved forward and pushed me back till my spine struck a tree's hard bark, his eyes darkened and his jaw tightened. His hand sprang out, palm down, next to my head, enclosing me.
My breath caught.
"Why do you smell like-" he paused, pressing his nose to my neck and taking a deep breath.
Heat gathered down in my belly as a chill went down my spine.
"Like what?" I hated how breathless I sounded as I whispered.
My ear's shell was ghosted by his lips. "Like trouble."
He didn't move when I pushed at his chest. He grabbed my wrist and held it over my head. Sparks flew through me as the other glided down, fingertips grazing the contour of my waist.
I shouted, "Let go," but my body betrayed me by bending into his touch.
"Why?" He spoke in a harsh, low voice. "I don't want to," you said.
He was correct, and I hated it.
Unexpectedly, his lips-hot, demanding, and full of something wild-came crashing into mine. He took advantage of my gasp by slipping his tongue into my lips and tasting and making claims.
Despite every part of me screaming to stop, my free hand got caught in his hair and pulled him closer.
I didn't stop, however.
His thigh moved between mine, gently separating them as his body crushed into mine, relentless and strong. All I could feel was him-his heat, his touch, his hunger-while the rough bark sank into my back.
He nipped at the delicate skin of my neck as his tongue moved down my jaw to break the kiss. A small gasp escaped my lips before I could stop it as I arched into him.
With both of us gasping for air, I pushed him back as his hold on my wrist relaxed.
"What on earth was that?" I yelled, attempting to calm my pounding heart.
John's chest rose and fell as he used the back of his hand to wipe his lips. "You tell me."
Still shaking from the residual heat, I scowled at him. "You believe you can simply-"
I was drawn back to him as his hand flew out once again, fingers tangled in my hair. Desperate, his lips smashed into me harder this time.
I didn't resist.
This is what I wanted. Desired him.
His hands wandered, rough fingers gliding across the soft flesh under the hem of my shirt. Every nerve ending in my body ached, begging for more.
Then, as abruptly as he drew back, his breath labored.
He no longer had gray eyes; instead, they shone dimly, like silver fire.
He looked into my eyes and murmured, "What are you?"
"I'm not sure."
The tension between us crackled as we just gazed at one another for a long time.
Then he took a step back, his face becoming serious.
"This isn't over," he remarked in a scratchy, low voice.
He then turned and vanished into the woods, leaving me standing there with my body hurting for an unknown reason and my heart still pounding.
BLURB:I had hate in my heart when I died. The Moon Goddess herself linked me to a guy who was meant to adore me, but he betrayed me. I was alive and complete five years ago when I opened my eyes once again. I vowed that this time would be different. My so-called fated mate, Darius Blackthorn, would never be allowed to come near me close enough to ruin me once again. Before he could attack, I would forge my own route, guard my heart, and discover the truth about his treachery. However, it seems that destiny is difficult to change. Killian Draven comes in. Perilous, enraged, and all too alluring, he makes me an offer: if I act like his mate, he would shield me from Darius. I shouldn't play that game since it would only lead to heartache. But the longer I'm in Killian's embrace, the more I question if my fate isn't bound to him. Darius then comes after me and says I've been duped and that the betrayal I believed I saw wasn't what it seemed to be. He is battling not just for me but also for our pack's future. And I am really shaken by the facts he exposes. Because if Darius wasn't the one who betrayed me, then who was it? And why does it seem like I could lose more than my heart in this second chance?
SYNOPSIS:I thought meeting my mate would be the start of my happily ever after. For a moment, it was. Jacob Jude, the powerful heir of the Golden Claw Pack, ignited a fire in me that I'd never known. Then, in one cruel twist, he shattered my world. With my sight newly restored, I opened my eyes to betrayal-false accusations, heartbreak, and the lifeless body of my twin sister. Losing them both on the same day nearly destroyed me. But someone pulled me back from the edge. Four years later, I'm no longer the fragile, blind girl who was cast aside. I've rebuilt myself, stronger and sharper than ever. Returning to the Golden Claw Pack wasn't in my plans, but fate has a cruel sense of humor. Because standing at the altar is the man who broke me... and the sister I buried. Now, I have one question-will love or vengeance claim me first?
BLURB:I never imagined that everything might change in a single night. However, I didn't anticipate that Alexander Stone, the mysterious millionaire with the wicked grin, would be the one to haunt both my life and my dreams. We intended for our night together to be a one-time event, a little getaway. I never would have thought that it would result in a secret that would haunt me for five years. My life now involves striking a cautious balance between parenting my daughter, Mia, by myself and apart from a guy who is unaware that he is a father. But I have to deal with him once again once his business purchases my art gallery. All of the memories from that evening flood back as our eyes contact, along with the unmistakable chemistry. I can feel him getting beyond my barriers as he gets closer, but I can't tell him the truth. Not right now. Not when everything I've fought so hard to achieve is in jeopardy. However, when Alexander gives me that resolute look, I understand that I may not be able to maintain my secret for very long. Then he asks me the one thing I'm afraid to respond to: Lena, what happened to you and me? If I told him the truth, would I lose him forever? Or is this my second-our second-chance at a love that can destroy all I've worked so hard to keep safe?
BLURB: I believed that I had moved on from my past. I resolved to keep my children safe at all means after spending a careless night with a stranger wearing a mask five years ago. I established a peaceful life in a new city, raising my triplets and their younger sister. However, my world starts to fall apart when my sons come back from the bathroom talking about a guy who has a tattoo of a wolf-the same tattoo I will always remember. The next day, destiny puts me face to face with him: the vicious CEO who doesn't know who I am but seems to be strangely attracted to my kids. I lie and deny everything out of a desperate attempt to protect my family. However, secrets tend to sneak through gaps, and his intense stare makes me question if he's already piecing things together. I'm stuck now, working for him, battling my emotions, and avoiding adversaries who seem out to bring me down. But nothing scares me more than the reality: what will he do if he finds out the children I vowed to safeguard are really his?
BLURB:I came to Moonshadow chasing folklore and found a mystery far greater than I bargained for. One night with Ethan Blackwood-a man as dangerous as he is alluring-was supposed to be a fleeting indulgence. But when he turned his back on me, cold and distant, I vowed to forget him. I failed. Now, I'm back in Moonshadow with secrets of my own-two growing lives tied to the man who rejected me. But something sinister stalks the shadows of this town, and my investigation is drawing me into a world I never believed existed. Ethan is hiding something, and no matter how hard he tries to keep me away, fate keeps pulling us closer. His icy facade cracks when the danger circles too near, and I discover his truth-a truth that explains everything. Ethan Blackwood isn't just a man. He's a beast bound by laws older than the moon. And now, those laws threaten to destroy us both. When the rogue wolf finally reveals its true target, I'll have to decide: can I trust Ethan to save me and the children he doesn't even know he's fighting for? Or has he already doomed us all?
BLURB: I believed that I had moved on from my past. I resolved to keep my children safe at all means after spending a careless night with a stranger wearing a mask five years ago. I established a peaceful life in a new city, raising my triplets and their younger sister. However, my world starts to fall apart when my sons come back from the bathroom talking about a guy who has a tattoo of a wolf-the same tattoo I will always remember. The next day, destiny puts me face to face with him: the vicious CEO who doesn't know who I am but seems to be strangely attracted to my kids. I lie and deny everything out of a desperate attempt to protect my family. However, secrets tend to sneak through gaps, and his intense stare makes me question if he's already piecing things together. I'm stuck now, working for him, battling my emotions, and avoiding adversaries who seem out to bring me down. But nothing scares me more than the reality: what will he do if he finds out the children I vowed to safeguard are really his?
A sudden twist of fate connected Helena to a prominent and influential person. To onlookers, she appeared as a naive bimbo. In truth, she was a top-tier specialist, shrouded in layers of hidden identities. Charlie declared, “She’s quite delicate and easily hurt. Cross her, and you’re crossing me.” The elite families, outwitted by Helena's prowess, kept these truths from him. Helena eventually broke free from Charlie, sending him on a frenzied worldwide hunt. To him, she was a bird with dazzling wings, and his goal was to help her reach new heights.
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?
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
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.”
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."