Healing

Eighteen years of hope, one night of shattering betrayal. Beta's daughter Maliyla finally finds her fated mate, the powerful Alpha Erick Lopez, only to be publicly rejected just hours later. Humiliated and cast out by her entire pack, she is forced to run, barely escaping a fatal attack. But fate isn't finished. Rescued by a rival pack, Maliyla meets the one man who makes her heart beat again: a powerful second-chance Alpha. Her first mate broke her; her second mate wants to claim her. Can Maliyla heal enough to choose a new life, or will the ghost of her rejection haunt her forever?

My name is Katia; I want to find my fated mate and live a peaceful life raising our pups. The problem is I have holes in my memories and don’t understand who or what I am. I know I am a werewolf, but I am also something else. Rejection is the last straw! I am not worthy is the reason he gives. The pain doubles me over; my wolf is whimpering in my head, and tears are running down my face. I whispered my acceptance of his rejection and took off running. I ran through the pack house out across the green manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me, and our life has been difficult. She whispers," It's not your fault, Katia." I don't know how long or far we ran, but we came to a cliff with a waterfall. The pain from the rejection is unbearable, and the hurt keeps pounding at me. I know I am missing something. Aza, my wolf, feels it, too; she says we are more than regular werewolves and are here for a reason. We cannot remember the reason. I stand staring at the water running over and down, creating the fall. I wonder what the reason is for the millionth time. Why can I or Aza not remember? Does it have something to do with the way others treat us? The way we have been sent to live with different people since the death of our parents? Does it have something to do with why my fated rejected me? I am tired of figuring out why our memories do not make sense. My sweet girl and I want peace, but we do not know how to obtain it. I stand staring into the oblivion of the pool at the bottom of the waterfall. So I stand there rejected, half a wolf, speaking with my Wolfie, my nickname for Aza, debating what we should do next. Someone was yelling my name from the direction I ran. I do not want to go back there. I hear laughter. Turning, I glance down over the cliff. There is another pack having a barbecue. The adults are laughing and watching the pups play. What looks to be the Alpha, beta, and gamma of the pack are in the water playing Marco Polo with some of the children. They look so happy and carefree. I want that. I wonder if Aza and I ever have a life like that.

"I, Zade Matthews, Alpha of the High-claw pack, reject you, Sierra Whitmore, to be my mate and Luna to my pack. You are to work here and obey every command and to accept my rejection" Nobody wants to hear the word rejection. Especially when you're not even strong enough to handle the aftermath of it. At 18, I had just got my wolf, Mina. I was not supposed to mate with an Alpha. I'm an Omega living an Omega life. But the moon-goddess had other ideas, and I was mated to the cruellest of Alphas there is. I'm what they would call a slave to the pack. In other words. I was dispensable if they didn't want or need me. So, when I was invited for breakfast with the Alpha, my mate, I should have taken that as my first red flag. I have never eaten with them. Even when my parents were alive. 6 Years later, just after my 24th birthday, the mate-less Gala was just around the corner once again, and I was tired. Emotionally and physically tired. I had nothing to live for. I had nothing to hope for. Every Omega knows they don't get a second chance at love and every omega had to accept that. That was simply our fate. So, being assigned to accommodate Alpha Nikolai's room was not one of my top things to enjoy, but here I was. Five minutes was all I wanted to have to myself when cleaning the room on the very top floor for the Alpha of all Alphas, so I stopped and sat down to rest my aching body. And cried. Only...the scent of all scents hits me. His scent. Alpha Nikolai Anderson. He doesn't know me, but he chooses to love me. He chooses me.

Nathaniel King had it all: fame, a racing empire, and the "perfect" life. Until a brutal crash left him paralyzed and the world left him for dead. Now, the "Sun King" is a monster hiding in a darkened mansion, fueled by bitterness and a thirst for revenge against the best friend and fiancée who betrayed him while he was in a coma. ​Ava Bennett is at rock bottom. With forty-three dollars in her bank account and an eviction notice on her door, she doesn't have the luxury of fearing Nathaniel’s rage. She needs the paycheck; he needs a nurse who won't flinch at his scars. ​The deal is simple: She manages his vitals; he pays her rent. But Ava isn't like the others. She doesn't offer pity, and she won't be bullied. As she begins to poke holes in his darkness, Nathaniel realizes that the only thing more dangerous than his past is the woman currently invading his future. ​The King is broken. But the Queen of his ruins is about to show him how to fight back.

“You’re just 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 Maverick 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.

Synopsis: Lady Rihanna, as she was usually called. The next Beta of the Black Hills Pack and the eldest child of Beta Sam, right hand of the Alpha King. But she was never accorded those respect and was rather hated, humiliated and ostracized from her pack for offending the Princess when she was a nine year old. Many times she tried to show that she can be a good backbone to the future of Black Hills Pack, many times she had been suppressed. No one believed she could, she was just a weak wolf and disgrace to her father. And that was the best part; no one remembered her Silver Wolf, if they did, they’d have realized she was the key to a prophecy made years ago. A prophecy that made her the greatest wolf in the land, a prophecy not even the Alpha King could prevent. All the bad things could happen to her, get rejected, leave her pack, separate from her twin brother, be hunted for being a rogue BUT she had a d*mn silver wolf to protect her and that’s what they all forgot about, the power of a silver wolf.

In the labyrinth of high-society vengeance, Luna Chase, the ostensible wife of elite businessman Eliot Hart, has played a dangerous game for three years: secretly keeping a "gentleman companion" to spite her unfaithful husband. Her plan seemed foolproof—until Eliot returns to New York with Isabelle Cole, his pregnant ex-lover, flaunting their "eternal love" to humiliate Luna. Just as she decides to cut ties with her discreet lover, Luna stumbles into a bombshell: the man who’s shared her bed, whispered secrets, and become her unexpected solace is none other than Xavier Voss—heir to the Voss Empire, the trillion-dollar dynasty that dominates Wall Street. Worse? He’s known her identity all along. For three years, he’s been hunting—not just her, but the power to unravel the very world that wronged him. Now, the game shifts. As Luna, draped in silk cheongsams, navigates charity galas and boardroom scheming to salvage her dignity, Xavier emerges like a storm. At a glittering fundraiser, he slams a bottle of 1982 Macallan on the table, eyes blazing: “Mrs. Hart—one bottle, and I’ll sink Eliot’s bid for the Hudson River Project. Or will you let him drown in his own lies?” When she retreats to her safe haven—the TV studio where she’s New York’s most beloved news anchor—he follows, a crisp checkbook in hand, smirk sharpening: “You think you can use a man like me and vanish? Darling, I’ve only just started collecting my debts.” And Eliot, ever the snake in tailored suits, wraps an arm around Isabelle’s swollen belly, his voice dripping with venom: “Luna Chase… you’re still as desperate as the day I married you. Pathetic.” But in this web of secrets, no one’s playing by the rules. Not the wife who thought she held the cards. Not the tycoon who swore he’d never fall. And certainly not the love that’s been simmering beneath the lies—hot enough to burn the entire city down.

Susan Myers, Suzi, was born with a red birthmark that paints one side of her face and body like a scarlet brand. To her father Rodrigo, she is a curse, something monstrous he never deserved. To the world, she is invisible, kept hidden behind locked doors while her beautiful sister, Elizabeth, is paraded like a prize. To clear his debt to Antonio Costello, Rodrigo arranges a marriage between Elizabeth and Antonio’s son, Maxwell Costello. But when Max mistakes Suzi with Elizabeth, her entire world changes. Even after learning she is not the daughter he was promised, Max insists on marrying her. No bargaining. No pity. Just a quiet, steady certainty that leaves Suzi shaken. She doesn’t understand it. Why would Max choose her, marked and hidden as she is? Max sees what others don’t, and Suzi is about to find out what happens when a girl the world calls unworthy is finally seen by someone who refuses to look away.

He's New York's most powerful billionaire—cold, untouchable, and known as the Ice King. She's just a nurse fighting to keep her dying mother alive. Their worlds should never have collided. But one glance across a crowded room changes everything. Ella Reynolds never expected to catch the attention of Alexander "Xander" Black. She was just a waitress for one night, invisible to people like him. But when she drops a tray of champagne at his feet, he does something no one expects—he notices her. The heat in his emerald eyes ignites something she's never felt before, and his obsession begins. He sends extravagant gifts. He pays her mother's medical bills. He pulls Ella into his world of luxury, secrets, and dangerous passion. But Xander's walls are built from years of betrayal. His ex-fiancée, Isabella, destroyed him once, and she's returned to finish the job. When Ella discovers that Xander's company plans to stop producing the life-saving medication her mother depends on, everything shatters. Is his love real, or is she just another pawn in Isabella's deadly game? With her mother's life hanging in the balance and a ruthless woman determined to tear them apart, Ella must decide: trust the man who's broken her heart, or lose everything she's ever loved. Their love is forbidden. Their passion is undeniable. And their secrets could destroy them both.

“I can’t believe you’re back after all these years, Aria. Still haven’t learned your lesson?” Jessica sneered. Aria met her sister’s venomous stare without flinching. “Oh, I learned. Never underestimate a woman protecting her rightful heirs.” Eight years ago, Aria’s life crumbled the moment she caught her billionaire husband, Michael, tangled in the arms of her own sister. With nothing but a shattered heart and a few dollars to her name, she vanished from the world that betrayed her. Now she’s back—with power, confidence… and twin sons no one knows about. As secrets boil to the surface and old enemies circle like vultures, Michael begins to realize his biggest mistake wasn’t the affair—it was losing the only woman who ever truly saw him. Can Aria survive the cutthroat games of betrayal, lies, and elite legacy? Or will the powerful Walton family crush her before she can reclaim what’s rightfully hers?