Lora Flowers

“I, Logan Carter, Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, reject you, Emma Parker of the Crescent Moon Pack.” I could feel my heart breaking. Leon was howling inside me, and I could feel his pain. She was looking right at me, and I could see the pain in her eyes, but she refused to show it. Most wolves fall to their knees from pain. I wanted to fall to my knees and claw at my chest. But she didn’t. She was standing there with her head held high. She took a deep breath and closed her wonderful eyes. “I, Emma Parker of the Crescent Moon Pack, accept your rejection.” When Emma turns 18, she is surprised that her mate is the Alpha of her pack. But her happiness about finding her mate didn't last long. Her mate rejected her for a stronger she-wolf. That she-wolf hates Emma and wants to get rid of her, but that isn't the only thing Emma has to deal with. Emma finds out that she is not an ordinary wolf and that there are people who want to use her. They are dangerous. They will do everything to get what they want. What will Emma do? Will her mate regret rejecting her? Will her mate save her from the people around them?

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.

In a world ravaged by fear and violence, humanity wages a merciless war against supernatural beings. Gabriel, a brooding warlock haunted by the loss of his family, embraces a life devoid of love while honing his magical skills and evading the inquisitors. His only companion is his loyal friend, Nick. Aria, a beautiful witch unaware of her powers, is forced to flee her destroyed village and seeks help in the city. Her path intertwines with Gabriel's, but who are they to each other? As their kind faces imminent destruction, they must find each other in time to save themselves and preserve their future. Will they overcome their pasts and unite against the encroaching darkness? Their journey will test their strength and reveal the power of love amidst chaos.

~ Ducan : Demon king ~ My kingdom is on the verge of distraction and my race is about to perish in a blink of an eye. What I need is a blessed maiden who can only be found once per hundred years. A virgin girl with the favour of the gods, who will open her legs for me In order to restore the power slipping away from me. To balance my kingdom and the reels of hell, I need her to carry my seed so I could secure my position and forever rule my kind. Once my eyes are set on her, she will become mine with or without her approval, affections or consent.

WARNING: This book contains violence, r*p*, explicit words, and s3x. Reader's discretion is advised. Eleanor Stark never thought this day would come when she would have to watch her family being killed before her eyes and her being auctioned to become a slave in a foreign pack. She had no choice but to work under the alpha she hated most and sought revenge for murdering her parents in cold blood and destroying her once peaceful pack. Eleanor had vowed to make him pay, she vowed to avenge her parent's death no matter what, even though her life depends on it. Zane Mackane is known as the brutal and heartless alpha, who wanted nothing but to expand his pack, he didn't care how many packs he had to destroy to achieve his goals. One of his sources of wealth was collecting girls from the packs he attacked and selling them to his wealthy cohorts, to make money. What happened when he met the one destined for him by the moon goddess among the girls being auctioned? An alpha isn't supposed to mate with an outsider, especially a slave, or he will be dethroned and banished from the pack. Would alpha Zane be able to make the slave his mate and will Eleanor be able to carry out her revenge?

TRIGGER WARNING!! Sexual content. Slavery. 18+. Read at own risk. ~ ALPHA IAN ~ I have an attractive wife who I let everyone sleep with, I feel nothing for her. To me she's my means of release and pride. My pack not only shares everything, they share everyone. Conquering packs for fun is our hobby. To us there is no such thing as a mate, because of the curse that was bestowed upon us. But ever since I conquered the blood moon pack, I'm beginning to wonder what I feel for the filthy runt of the pack. I want no one to touch her. And what's worse, is that I want to embrace her all the time so I could satisfy the urge and desire I feel.