The Crowned White Wolf Book Two

Modern

Twenty minutes before the "Wedding of the Century" at The Plaza, I stood outside the Presidential Suite in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown. I was the girl from a West Virginia trailer park about to marry Hugh Maxwell, the golden heir to a billion-dollar defense empire. I pushed the door open only to find Hugh pinned against the bed with my own stepsister, Floy. She was wearing my bridal diamond necklace, and the sounds of their laughter scraped against my eardrums like sandpaper. I didn't scream; I listened as Hugh grunted that once the wedding was over and the trust fund unlocked, he'd dump "that hillbilly trash" on a bus back to the mountains. They weren't just cheating; they were planning to steal my family's land deeds and leave me with nothing. When I set off the sprinklers and exposed their naked bodies to the paparazzi, the Maxwell family didn't apologize. They called me a "greedy peasant" and threatened to ruin my life unless I signed a new deal to save their crashing stock. I realized then that I was never a bride to them. I was a transaction, a rounding error in a ledger to be used and discarded. They thought my poverty made me weak and my silence made me a victim. "If we don't have a marriage certificate by midnight, the bank freezes thirty percent of our liquidity," their lawyer warned. So, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I used a loophole in their hundred-year-old family covenant and married the only other direct heir available. I didn't marry Hugh. I walked into the ICU and married his uncle, Fleet Maxwell-the legendary war hero who had been in a vegetative state for months. Now, I am the matriarch of the Maxwell dynasty. I've suspended Hugh's executive powers, exiled my mother-in-law to the Swiss Alps, and taken control of the family vault. They think I'm just a gold-digger waiting for a "corpse" to die so I can collect a fifty-million-dollar widow's payout. But last night, as I lay beside my comatose husband, the man they called a vegetable gripped my hand back.

Werewolf

It's been four years since Emma and Logan marked each other. Life is going great for both of them, but Logan can't get over what Samuel said. He is afraid that someone is after his mate. What will happen when rogues start to attack Alpha Drake's pack? Are those rogues after Emma? What will happen wh

Werewolf

Mercedes Underwood is a lost girl. Lost from her world and herself. She grew up with abusive parents and had a really shitty childhood. Sometimes she believed that they were not her parents much less rassemblements between her and them. When she turned 18 years old, her parents attempt to sell her o

Sci-fi

The Book is a work of a science fiction novel that starts with the concept of 12 stones that were made by the creator. These 12 stones have different universes inside of them. Now The first volume of the book has told the story of Cavil who is the stone of that universe. Inside that Universe, he is

Werewolf

Lena is a wolfless girl born into a werewolf pack named Willow Moon Pack, already eighteen years old and nothing lives within her yet. She seems okay and perfect by living the best of a teen life, her and her best friend being the queen of her high school, the Alpha’s Son crawling at her feet. I mea

Werewolf

His father's mate died and he saw what it did to him. miserable and unable to handle the pack's affair, he was compelled to become the alpha at a tender age. he had no intention to get married but the moon goddess had grand plans for him. Destined as the white wolf’s mate, he finds himself drawn to

Werewolf

There's a hunt every blue moon, an ancient custom among vampires to defend themselves by eliminating the one animal capable of killing them without the use of weapons. The werewolf. Furthermore, whereas the other otherworldly beings are happy to forget and dismiss... The leader of the wolf, the Whit

Werewolf

I stood alone at the marble altar, the silence of the temple pressing against my eardrums. It was my Mating Ceremony, but the groom was missing. My phone buzzed with a notification: a livestream of my mate, Alpha Cain, skipping our union to welcome my sister, Eris, home. In the video, he held her

Werewolf

The moment I tasted blood in my mouth, I knew it wasn't mine. It was hers. Again. They said I was weak. An omega. A wife. A shadow. But I burned everything they gave me-and walked away. Now, years later, I am back. Not as his mate. Not as his Luna. But as someone stronger. Someone he can't con

Werewolf

It was the night of my first solo art exhibition, but my Alpha mate, Cameron, was nowhere to be seen. The air was thick with champagne and praise, but every compliment felt like a slap, calling me "the Alpha's mate," not an artist. Then I saw him on the news feed. He was shielding another woman, an

Werewolf

For five years, I suppressed my Royal White Wolf bloodline to be Sam’s "Chosen Mate," waiting for a Mark that never came. I cut ties with my powerful family, accepting a paper certificate instead of a soul bond, all because I loved him. But my sacrifice meant nothing. Sam brought his mistress, Lily

Werewolf

I hid my identity as the Alpha King's daughter just to be Santino's perfectly submissive Luna. I thought deep love would be enough. I was wrong. Three years into our marriage, Santino brought a pregnant woman into our pack compound, and even gave my late mother's necklace to his mistress. I tried to

Werewolf

My mate, Alpha Santino, brought another woman into our home. She was a pregnant Omega, the widow of his fallen Beta, and he swore to protect her above all others. He gave her my seat of honor, left our bed cold each night to soothe her feigned nightmares, and ignored me completely. I was the Luna o

Werewolf

I woke up trapped in the fragile, wolfless body of an Omega in a werewolf novel I used to read. I was destined to be the tragic "white moonlight" of the ruthless Alpha Kalen Lancaster, doomed to die a gruesome death just to fuel his character arc. In this brutal pack hierarchy, being wolfless mean

Young Adult

Deleting soon

Werewolf

My parents spent eighteen years grooming me for one singular purpose: to be the mate of Jax Little, the future Alpha. We grew up together, promising a hundred times that we would rule the Silver Moon Pack side by side. But on the night of the Recognition Ritual, because my inner wolf was silent an

Werewolf

She is the last of the Wayan descendants. Born to rule as Queen Supernatural. She is the sweetest thing you'd ever find. And Rebellious too. The sweet innocent girl is blood thirsty for revenge and she will have it. There's none powerful like her Half wolf, Half Witch One thing, she's mated

Werewolf

I unlocked my mate's tablet to check the time, but a notification caught my eye: Project Luna. Curiosity turned to horror as I opened the file. It wasn't a diary. It was a spreadsheet. Task #104: Public display of affection. Status: Complete. Task #215: Gift pearls. Status: Complete. I wasn't Ja

Werewolf

Five years ago, I was kicked out of my pack for being a "defect"—a wolf who couldn't shift. Today, I returned to the Alpha Summit, not as a dignitary, but as a cleaner scrubbing the floors. "Look at the stray dog," my ex-fiance Liam sneered, tossing a wad of cash at my feet. His new partner, Sera

Werewolf

For three years, my Alpha husband forced me to take inhibitors, claiming my bloodline was too "weak" to bear his heir without dying. I believed him, swallowing the pills and the lies to be his perfect, submissive Luna. But during the rogue attack at the Victory Gala, the truth finally shattered me

Werewolf

"You were just the incubator, Alex. Iliana is their real mother." With those words, Alpha Gavyn erased six years of my life. I had raised his twins, sat up with them through fevers, and loved them as my own while he waited for his "true mate" to return. But the moment Iliana came back, I became n