Introduction
Rheon Draven has spent years hunting the ghosts of his parents' killers, but his vengeance is put on hold when the elders demand he take a mate. The problem? The only woman who ignites his blood is the one he can never have.
Aeris Valkryn has spent her life being cast aside—too much warlock, not enough wolf. Survival is all she knows, and love has never been an option. But when a dangerously possessive Alpha claims she belongs to him, she’s forced to choose between running or surrendering to a bond that could either save her… or destroy them both.
Chapter 1
The air in Duskwind Haven was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, a whisper of a storm threading through the dense woods that surrounded the town. The moon loomed overhead, an absent sliver in the sky, swallowed by the dark. A new moon—a night of quiet, of uncertainty. For many wolves, it was a time of caution, of stillness. But for Rheon Draven, it was just another night without answers.
He stood at the edge of the Nightfall Hollow Pack’s newly built territory, his arms crossed over his chest, his stance rigid. The wind stirred through his auburn hair, catching on the rough stubble shadowing his jaw. His storm-blue eyes scanned the perimeter, narrowed, assessing. The land was his now—his to guard, his to protect. And yet, it did not feel like home.
Perhaps because home had died with his parents, their blood staining the snow, their bodies torn apart by monsters who had vanished into the night.
The memory burned in him like an unhealed wound, raw despite the years that had passed. Two years. Two years since he had been away on an assignment, only to return to the ruins of what had once been his world. His mother’s golden eyes, once filled with warmth, forever frozen. His father’s body, carved with a mark Rheon could not decipher, his last moments spent fighting an enemy they had never named. And then, just as quickly, the murderers were gone. No scent trail. No evidence. Nothing but ghosts.
Rheon clenched his jaw, the muscles in his arms tensing as he exhaled slowly. The rage that simmered beneath his skin had not faded, nor had the duty that bound him to his pack. The pack his parents had died protecting.
And now, the elders wanted to shackle him with something else—a mate.
His teeth clenched as he turned his gaze toward the town beyond the trees, where the streets of Duskwind Haven pulsed with light and laughter, oblivious to the weight of his world. The humans here, the rogue wolves, the supernatural drifters—none of them knew or cared about what it meant to be an Alpha. To carry the burden of hundreds of lives. To sacrifice everything, including his own desires, his own future, his own heart.
The wind shifted, and a scent curled into his senses—sharp, electric, unfamiliar.
He turned his head slightly, his nostrils flaring. It wasn’t wolf. Not fully. It was something else, something laced with magic and shadow, something wrong. His body tensed instinctively, his wolf clawing at his skin, demanding he hunt, demanding he pursue.
And then he heard it.
A voice.
Laughter—low, edged with something bitter.
From the direction of the town.
Rheon exhaled through his nose, his instincts screaming for him to investigate. It wasn’t his business. It wasn’t his fight. And yet, his feet were already moving.
Duskwind Haven – The Howl & Thorn Tavern
The tavern was alive with noise, a steady hum of drunken murmurs, clinking glasses, and low, sultry music from a beaten-up radio in the corner. The wooden beams overhead sagged with age, the air thick with the scent of stale beer, sweat, and something sharper—the underlying tension that came with too many wolves in one place.
At the center of it all, standing behind the scarred wooden bar, was Aeris Valkryn.
Her grey eyes, cold and unreadable, flicked from one patron to another as she wiped down the counter with slow, practiced movements. Her jagged black hair was swept behind her ears, exposing the sharp angles of her face, the pale skin that seemed to catch the dim light just enough to make her look unreal.
She had learned long ago not to stand out. Not to draw attention. But no matter how much she tried to fade into the background, people always looked.
Because she was different. Because they could sense it.
They didn’t know what she was, but they knew she wasn’t like them.
Half-wolf. Half-warlock. Not enough of either to be accepted anywhere.
She poured a drink for one of the regulars, barely listening as he slurred something about the pack’s new Alpha. Something about how he’d be forced to take a mate soon.
Her lips curled in amusement.
Poor bastard.
She had no interest in pack politics. No interest in Alphas, Betas, mates, or any of the bullshit that came with their world.
But she did know one thing.
Men like that—Alphas, kings, rulers—they always thought they could take whatever they wanted.
And she had spent her whole life making sure no one took her.
Her fingers curled around the glass she was holding, her knuckles whitening slightly before she let out a slow breath, releasing the tension.
Not here. Not now.
She had bigger things to worry about.
Like the debt collectors who had been circling her like vultures.
Like the landlord who would come knocking again tomorrow, threatening to throw her out.
Like the fact that her magic—the thing she had long since buried, long since silenced—was waking up.
A shadow shifted at the entrance of the bar, and a man walked in.
Tall. Broad-shouldered.
And carrying the scent of the storm.
Aeris barely flicked her gaze toward him at first, but the moment her senses brushed against his, something in her body reacted violently.
Her breath hitched.
Her wolf—the one that had never truly been whole, never fully woken—stirred.
And then his eyes found hers.
Deep, stormy blue.
Unyielding. Searching. Burning.
Rheon Draven.
The Alpha.
And the moment their eyes met, something shifted.
The world around them faded, the sounds dulling, the air thickening.
Aeris’s pulse roared in her ears.
Something ancient whispered beneath her skin. Something she had spent years denying, ignoring, rejecting.
A bond.
A mate bond.
Impossible.
She forced herself to breathe, forced herself to look away.
But it was too late.
She had felt it.
And so had he.
Last Chapters
#71 Chapter 71
Last Updated: 11/20/2025#70 Chapter 70
Last Updated: 11/20/2025#69 Chapter 69
Last Updated: 11/20/2025#68 Chapter 68
Last Updated: 11/20/2025#67 Chapter 67
Last Updated: 11/20/2025#66 Chapter 66
Last Updated: 11/20/2025#65 Chapter 65
Last Updated: 11/20/2025#64 Chapter 64
Last Updated: 11/20/2025#63 Chapter 63
Last Updated: 11/20/2025#62 Chapter 62
Last Updated: 11/20/2025
You Might Like 😍
Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother
"What is wrong with me?
Why does being near him make my skin feel too tight, like I’m wearing a sweater two sizes too small?
It’s just newness, I tell myself firmly.
He’s my boyfirend’s brother.
This is Tyler’s family.
I’m not going to let one cold stare undo that.
**
As a ballet dancer, My life looks perfect—scholarship, starring role, sweet boyfriend Tyler. Until Tyler shows his true colors and his older brother, Asher, comes home.
Asher is a Navy veteran with battle scars and zero patience. He calls me "princess" like it's an insult. I can't stand him.
When My ankle injury forces her to recover at the family lake house, I‘m stuck with both brothers. What starts as mutual hatred slowly turns into something forbidden.
I'm falling for my boyfriend's brother.
**
I hate girls like her.
Entitled.
Delicate.
And still—
Still.
The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, won’t leave me.
Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.
I shouldn’t care.
I don’t care.
It’s not my problem if Tyler’s an idiot.
It’s not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.
I’m not here to rescue anyone.
Especially not her.
Especially not someone like her.
She’s not my problem.
And I’ll make damn sure she never becomes one.
But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.
The Prison Project
Can love tame the untouchable? Or will it only fuel the fire and cause chaos amongst the inmates?
Fresh out of high school and suffocating in her dead-end hometown, Margot longs for her escape. Her reckless best friend, Cara, thinks she's found the perfect way out for them both - The Prisoner Project - a controversial program offering a life-changing sum of money in exchange for time spent with maximum-security inmates.
Without hesitation, Cara rushes to sign them up.
Their reward? A one-way ticket into the depths of a prison ruled by gang leaders, mob bosses, and men the guards wouldn't even dare to cross...
At the centre of it all, meets Coban Santorelli - a man colder than ice, darker than midnight, and as deadly as the fire that fuels his inner rage. He knows that the project may very well be his only ticket to freedom - his only ticket to revenge on the one who managed to lock him up and so he must prove that he can learn to love…
Will Margot be the lucky one chosen to help reform him?
Will Coban be capable of bringing something to the table other than just sex?
What starts off as denial may very well grow in to obsession which could then fester in to becoming true love…
A temperamental romance novel.
The mafia princess return
Surrendering to Destiny
Graham MacTavish wasn't prepared to find his mate in the small town of Sterling that borders the Blackmoore Packlands. He certainly didn't expect her to be a rogue, half-breed who smelled of Alpha blood. With her multi-colored eyes, there was no stopping him from falling hard the moment their mate bond snapped into place. He would do anything to claim her, protect her and cherish her no matter the cost.
From vengeful ex-lovers, pack politics, species prejudice, hidden plots, magic, kidnapping, poisoning, rogue attacks, and a mountain of secrets including Catherine's true parentage there is no shortage of things trying to tear the two apart.
Despite the hardships, a burning desire and willingness to trust will help forge a strong bond between the two... but no bond is unbreakable. When the secrets kept close to heart are slowly revealed, will the two be able to weather the storm? Or will the gift bestowed upon Catherine by the moon goddess be too insurmountable to overcome?
Alpha Nicholas's Little Mate
What? No—wait… oh Moon Goddess, no.
Please tell me you're joking, Lex.
But she's not. I can feel her excitement bubbling under my skin, while all I feel is dread.
We turn the corner, and the scent hits me like a punch to the chest—cinnamon and something impossibly warm. My eyes scan the room until they land on him. Tall. Commanding. Beautiful.
And then, just as quickly… he sees me.
His expression twists.
"Fuck no."
He turns—and runs.
My mate sees me and runs.
Bonnie has spent her entire life being broken down and abused by the people closest to her including her very own twin sister. Alongside her best friend Lilly who also lives a life of hell, they plan to run away while attending the biggest ball of the year while it's being hosted by another pack, only things don't quite go to plan leaving both girls feeling lost and unsure about their futures.
Alpha Nicholas is 28, mateless, and has no plans to change that. It's his turn to host the annual Blue Moon Ball this year and the last thing he expects is to find his mate. What he expects even less is for his mate to be 10 years younger than him and how his body reacts to her. While he tries to refuse to acknowledge that he has met his mate his world is turned upside down after guards catch two she-wolves running through his lands.
Once they are brought to him he finds himself once again facing his mate and discovers that she's hiding secrets that will make him want to kill more than one person.
Can he overcome his feelings towards having a mate and one that is so much younger than him? Will his mate want him after already feeling the sting of his unofficial rejection? Can they both work on letting go of the past and moving forward together or will fate have different plans and keep them apart?
Invisible To Her Bully
The War God Alpha's Arranged Bride
Yet Alexander made his decision clear to the world: “Evelyn is the only woman I will ever marry.”
The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates
"Let me go," I whimper, my body trembling with need. "I don't want you touching me."
I fall forward onto the bed then turn around to stare at him. The dark tattoos of Domonic's chiseled shoulders, quiver and and expand with the heave of his chest. His deep dimpled smile is full of arrogance as he reaches behind himself to lock the door.
Biting his lip, he stalks toward me, his hand going to the seam of his pants and the thickening bulge there.
"Are you sure you don't want me to touch you?" He whispers, untying the knot and slipping a hand inside. "Because I swear to God, that is all I have been wanting to do. Every single day from the moment you stepped in our bar and I smelled your perfect flavor from across the room."
New to the world of shifters, Draven is human on the run. A beautiful girl who no one could protect. Domonic is the cold Alpha of the Red Wolf Pack. A brotherhood of twelve wolves that live by twelve rules. Rules which they vowed could NEVER be broken.
Especially - Rule Number One - No Mates
When Draven meets Domonic, he knows that she is his mate, but Draven has no idea what a mate is, only that she has fallen in love with a shifter. An Alpha that will break her heart to make her leave. Promising herself, she will never forgive him, she disappears.
But she doesn’t know about the child she’s carrying or that the moment she left, Domonic decided rules were made to be broken - and now will he ever find her again? Will she forgive him?
The Biker's Fate
I squeezed my eyes shut.
"Dani," he pressed. "Do you get me?"
"No, Austin, I don't," I admitted as I pulled my robe closed again and sat up. "You confuse me."
He dragged his hands down his face. "Tell me what's on your mind."
I sighed. "You're everything my parents warned me against. You're secretive, but you're also honest. I feel wholly protected by you, but then you scare me more than anyone I've ever known. You're a bad boy, but when I dated a so-called good one, he turned out to be the devil, so, yeah, I don't get you because you're not what I expected. You drive me crazier than anyone I've ever met, but then you make me feel complete. I'm feeling things I don't quite know how to process and that makes me want to run. I don't want to give up something that might be really, really good, but I also don't want to be stupid and fall for a boy just because he's super pretty and makes me come."
Danielle Harris is the daughter of an overprotective police chief and has led a sheltered life. As a kindergarten teacher, she's as far removed from the world of Harleys and bikers as you could get, but when she's rescued by the sexy and dangerous Austin Carver, her life is changed forever.
Although Austin 'Booker' Carver is enamored by the innocent Dani, he tries to keep the police chief's daughter at arm's length. But when a threat is made from an unexpected source, he finds himself falling hard and fast for the only woman who can tame his wild heart.
Will Booker be able to find the source of the threat before it's too late?
Will Dani finally give her heart to a man who's everything she's been warned about?
The Biker Alpha Who Became My Second Chance Mate
"You're like a sister to me."
Those were the actual words that broke the camel's back.
Not after what just happened. Not after the hot, breathless, soul-shaking night we spent tangled in each other's arms.
I knew from the beginning that Tristan Hayes was a line I shouldn't cross.
He wasn't just anyone, he was my brother's best friend. The man I spent years secretly wanting.
But that night... we were broken. We had just buried our parents. And the grief was too heavy, too real...so I begged him to touch me.
To make me forget. To fill the silence that death left behind.
And he did. He held me like I was something fragile.
Kissed me like I was the only thing he needed to breathe.
Then left me bleeding with six words that burned deeper than rejection ever could.
So, I ran. Away from everything that cost me pain.
Now, five years later, I'm back.
Fresh from rejecting the mate who abused me. Still carrying the scars of a pup I never got to hold.
And the man waiting for me at the airport isn't my brother.
It's Tristan.
And he's not the guy I left behind.
He's a biker.
An Alpha.
And when he looked at me, I knew there was no where else to run to.
Balance of Light and Shadow
Little did she know how much both worlds need her to bring peace and true freedom.
Oops, Wrong Girl to Bully
My back hit the desk. Pain exploded through my skull.
"Girls like you don't get to dream about guys like Kai." Bella's breath was hot on my face. "You don't get to write pathetic love letters."
She shoved me again. Harder.
"Maybe if you weren't such a desperate little—"
I fell. My head cracked against the corner.
Warmth trickled down my neck. Blood.
Their laughter turned to gasps.
The door slammed.
I tried to stand. Couldn't. The room was spinning, fading to black.
Someone... please...
Angelina, the most powerful Alpha who conquered forty-nine packs, dies in a yacht explosion—only to wake up as Aria Sterling, a fifteen-year-old Omega's daughter who just died from bullying.
The original Aria's life was a nightmare. Humiliated when golden boy Kai Matthews posted her love letter online, then shoved to death by his girlfriend Bella Morrison. But that's not all her family faces:
"You got until Monday," the tattooed gangster sneered at Aria's mother. "Ten grand cash. Or I'm taking collateral—your kids' organs fetch top dollar. That pretty daughter of yours? She could make us money another way too."
Now Angelina's lethal combat skills awaken in this fragile body. No more hiding. No more fear.
Armed with an Alpha's ruthlessness and a mysterious blood-red pendant, she'll dismantle everyone who hurt this family—one calculated move at a time.













