Jessica Molly

"Beauty and the Lycan Beast" tells the story of a young lady named Sierra, who was chosen to be the mate of the Lycan Alpha. Her life takes a new turn after she finds out that the man everyone fears and calls a beast is actually a man with a good heart. Sierra sees him for the first time, and the sight of him takes her breath away. She catches a whiff of his musky, masculine scent, which makes her heart race. As he talks, she hears the gruffness in his voice, but also detects a softness and a longing for companionship. When the full moon arrives, Sierra witnesses his transformation into a raging beast. The touch of his claws and the sound of his growls terrify her. But even as she recoils, she feels a strange pull towards him, as if drawn by an invisible force.

After a false accusation, Emily was expelled from the Crimson pack and rejected by her mate, the Alpha. Pregnant and desperate, she found refuge in the hands of the Lycan Alpha. Years passed, and the Lycan Alpha passed away, leaving Emily as the new Alpha of the Lycan pack. Now, she returns seeking revenge against the Crimson Alpha for the pain he caused her.

I turned to Liam, my voice a snarl. “You should have been mine! She took you from me!” His face twisted shock, rage, grief but I didn’t care. The knife was still in my hand, slick with her blood. I pressed it to my throat, the edge biting into my skin. One quick slice, and pain seared through me, hot and final. I collapsed beside Liora, her lifeless eyes staring into mine as my vision faded to black.

What happens when Alpha Dean discovers that the girl he thought was a lonely wolf is actually a Luna from another pack? He rejects Linda, the girl he was supposed to marry, just to be with the lonely wolf girl. However, now he realizes it was all a lie. What will happen to him now? Will he chase her out of his kingdom, or will he make her regret ever lying to him? Alpha Pack Series Beauty And The Lycan Beast book 1 Alpha Dean book 2

Ren came back. The door opened, and a guy was dragged in, his face bloody, his hands tied. He was on his knees, shaking, barely able to look up. I sat in my chair, leaning forward, a gun resting on my knee. “You the one who touched my property?” I asked, my voice cold. He whimpered, his head shaking. “I didn’t know, I swear!” he said, his voice high and desperate. “I won’t do it again, please!” I chuckled, the sound bitter, and stood, raising the gun. His eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to beg, but I didn’t let him finish. I pulled the trigger, the shot loud in the quiet room. He slumped to the floor, lifeless, blood pooling around him. “Take him away,” I said, my voice flat. “Feed him to the dogs.” Ren nodded, motioning to the men behind him. They dragged the body out, leaving a streak of blood on the floor. I sat back down, lighting another cigarette, the smoke burning my throat. “No one touches my property,” I said, my voice low, almost a growl.