Excelhights

"I am going to take Annabell Williams as my mate and Luna of this pack." His words punched straight to my heart making it break into pieces. How can he do that to me? He promised forever since we were kids and promised to love me and protect me everything but how can he hurt me himself? "Maximus! I need to talk to you alone!" It's the last straw when his next words came out of his mouth when I asked him to talk to me. "You don't have an wolf Brooke and I don't want a weak person as my mate and Luna. Annabell is the one who can give me everything." He should have killed me by wringing my neck but he chose his cold words and eyes to kill me. I was kicked out from the pack on the same day of my eighteenth birthday where i lost Maximus and found out that iam pregnant with Maximus's baby but lost her too when she was just two years old. Moon goddess is the main villian in my story sending Maximus and Annabell's kid to me and slapping me without touching me by showing off their happy family. I changed myself into a cold and calculated investigator who chases high risk cases and bust out the trafficking and drugs rings. I don't care about my life anymore. Maximus want his Brooke back so he send his corbon copy to bring Brooke back to the pack. Will Maximus and the kid succeed in bringing Brooke back to the pack? Or will the new determined and stubborn Brooke refused to melt and forgive Maximus.

In a world of werewolf packs and ancient magic, a forbidden love ignites between a vulnerable omega, Amelia, and the ruthless Lycan king, Talon. Forced into a breeder's life, Amelia endures unimaginable suffering until Talon's unexpected interest sparks a dangerous romance. But was happens when Amelia flees with her twin pups?Would he be able to find them and bring them back to their rightfully home?Will Amelia be willing to go back to a place she vowed to never return to? Follow this thrilling story for more.

Gosh! Those eyes! They were screaming cute! His masculine beauty was out of this world and he is the kind of man I’d love. The only problem I saw in him was the big tattoo on his arm that extended to his wrists. Being a typical church girl, I couldn’t end up with such a man unless I wanted to be disowned by my father. “I’d have a glass of martini, extra dirty and tacos.” He said in a dreamy gusty voice. “Coming right up” I said taking the menu list and flashed a timid smile at him. I felt my cheeks burning and if there was a mirror around here, I’d have checked how embarrassing I must be looking. My face must have definitely turned pink. I watched him as he ate gracefully without looking elsewhere, his eyes were fixed on his phone. His short brown hair was to die for, I instantly wished I could run my fingers through them. Too bad, I might not be the kind of woman he wants; it wouldn't hurt to have sinful fantasies. He suddenly looked towards me, maybe he must have noticed I had my eyes on him all along. Immediately he locked eyes with mine, I looked elsewhere pretending to looking for something that wasn’t missing. I could tell he gave a faint smile but kept sipping his drink slowly, as he was gazing at his phone. He gave a signal to come and get his bill and I walked gracefully to him. God! I wish he could just take me to bed. Oops! I’m a church girl and shouldn’t be thinking of things like that. “You should take a picture of me, it will last longer.” He said in a baritone voice.