Brooklyn Grant

“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?

Seven years ago, Emerald Hutton had left her family and friends behind for high school in New York City, cradling her broken heart in her hands, to escape just one person. Her brother's best friend, whom she loved from the day he had saved her from bullies at the age of seven. Broken by the boy of her dreams and betrayed by her loved ones, Emerald had learned to bury the pieces of her heart in the deepest corner of her memories. Until seven years later, she has to come back to her hometown after finishing her college. The place where now the cold-hearted stone of a billionaire resides, whom her dead heart once used to beat for. Scarred by his past, Achilles Valencian had turned into the man everyone feared. The scorch of his life had filled his heart with bottomless darkness. And the only light that had kept him sane, was his Rosebud. A girl with freckles and turquoise eyes he'd adored all his life. His best friend's little sister. After years of distance, when the time has finally come to capture his light into his territory, Achilles Valencian will play his game. A game to claim what's his. Will Emerald be able to distinguish the flames of love and desire to keep her heart safe? Or she will let the devil lure her into his trap? Because no one ever could escape his games. He gets what he wants. And this game is called... The trap of Ace.

POV: Rasheed I have been going back and forth weather to call Gianna and invite her to the ceremony. I’ve decided to call and stop fearing the rejection. I grab my phone and wait for her to answer. “Hello?” her angelic voice comes through the speaker. “Gianna its Rasheed, I was wondering if you could spear me a few moments of your time.” I ask “Of course, anything for you, your majesty” she says. “First while speaking to me in private no titles are needed, please address me by Rasheed. The next thing I wanted to ask is if you are available next week to accompany me to my King ceremony?” I ask and I am sweating profusely. “Like as a date? I thought you had a chosen mate you would be taken. I am already coming to your event. My father said since I am almost the Alpha that it is only right for me to partake in the event. So, I would love to come, as far as your date I think it would be wise if I just came alone and you take your chosen mate.” I feel rejected and hurt, but I am glad that she made me see how messy it would be for me to bring another date when my pack is aware of Octavia as my possible chosen mate. POV: Gianna I can’t believe he called and asked me to be his date. My face heats and I feel a pull in my lower region of my belly. The ceremony is tonight, and I was just about to start getting ready. I go and grab my green and black dress out the closet. It’s always good to wear the colors of the pack you are going to. I have a green satin off the shoulder dress with black lace overlay. Its long-sleeved black lace is the icing on the cake. I cannot believe how sophisticated it looks. I decided to leave my hair simple and leave it curly with it pinned behind my ears, I do a quick light makeup, I am just about done when Storm walks in. “Hey girly how’s it going?” she asks. She is so preoccupied with her phone she didn’t even look up. When she gets all the way in, she looks up and drops her phone. “D*mn Gia, you know you look smoking hot right now.” She stammers. I giggle and ask her to help zip me up. She obliges and then helps me with my shoes. What a great Gamma. I am blessed she is not only my Gamma, but also my best friend/ sister-in-law. Aaron is one lucky guy. Dad links me says it’s time to go. I am walking down the stairs when I look up and see my parents with glistening eyes. “Wow Gianna Antonia Federico you are stunning!” Mom beams. “Look at my beautiful daughter, so grown up” Dad wipes away a stray tear. POV: Rasheed Anxiety courses through me and I don’t know if it is because I am going to be crowned King or because I am going to see her tonight. I start putting my tux on, I hate that I must wear one. I’m have a more laid-back style, but I am not going to go against my father today. I finish putting my all-black tux on and I must say I look good. I finish it off with an emerald- green tie and pocket square. Sorry dad, but I am wearing my custom black and green Jordan sixes. I go find Octavia before the ceremony, and I see what she has on. I am in utter shock. She has on pink fluff short dress looking like a d*mn flamingo. Why on earth would she wear such an ugly dress and pink at that? I shake it off and take her hand. We walk to the doors, and she whispers in my ear. “Ready King Rasheed, I can’t wait to be your Queen!” she tries to sound seductive, but it only makes me stomach churn. After I am introduced, I drop her off at our table and start walking around greeting people. Not wanting to introduce Octavia as my future Queen until after the Red Moon Party. I smell vanilla cupcakes and I know my Gia has arrived. I follow the scent and it feels as if the wind has been knocked out of me. The beauty this woman has is undeniable. Her gown is my packs colors, and it is form fitting it hugs every curve of her body, the off the shoulder is perfect for me to have access to her porcelain neck. I growl as a man approaches her. When she takes her focus off the man our eyes lock and everyone disappears. My father hand on my shoulder brings me out of my daze. “Beautiful, isn’t she?” He nods towards Gianna. “Absolutely ravishing.” I beam back. “It’s time son, time for you become King.” He smiles widely. “Thank you all for gathering here tonight on this joyous occasion. I have ruled over the werewolf Kingdom for the last twenty- two years. I am honored to now pass this honor to my son. He has been pushed to his limits and surpassed my demands as King of the Werewolves.” Dad goes on and on for another ten minutes. “Son, please come here….” He says. I walk over to where my father is standing and face him. “I Lincoln Nickolas Jones King of all Werewolves relinquish my title to my first born. My Son and new King of all Werewolves Rasheed Michael Jones.” My dad slashes his palm first then mine, are blood mixes into the goblet and I instantly feel a rush. I am overwhelmed by all the voices invading my head, I take a step back; my head is dizzy and as I am falling off the stage, I smell vanilla cupcakes. I hit something so soft and comforting. When I finally came to, I opened my eyes to Gianna holding me in her embrace on the floor. “I’m so sorry your majesties, I just couldn’t let King Rasheed fall.” she says. “It’s quite alright Alpha Gianna, I know who will have my son’s back when and if the time comes.” Dad smiles down at her.

"From now on, you're my fiancée, and my fiancée should live with me. Don't talk, don't ask questions. Just obey," he spoke. "When you come to the mansion tomorrow, I'll expect to see you in your casual clothes and with your suitcases." -- When Jimena, a young single mother with a dark past and a violent ex she's desperate to forget, crosses paths with Alessio Fanucci, a dangerous mafia heir, her world is turned upside down. All she wanted was to get by working as a maid at the Fanucci mansion and to keep her distance from the three infamous Fanucci brothers as much as possible. Things take a turn when the oldest brother and heir, Alessio, breaks off his arranged engagement with his ex and urgently needs a new one. Alessio, cold, ruthless, dominant, and not someone anyone talks back to, sees the quiet Jimena as nothing more than his pawn. Meanwhile, she sees Alessio as nothing more than another monster she needs to escape. As they spend more time together, the lines between fake and reality begin to blur, and they discover they have more in common than they initially thought. Tensions rise when Jimena's ex returns, threatening her new comfortable life and the secrets she’s been withholding. He is out for revenge and is determined to go to any length for it, even if that means forming an alliance with the Fanuccis' enemy, who happens to be the family of Alessio’s ex. With a war, untold truths, and feelings at stake, will Jimena’s newly formed bonds keep standing, or will everything around her crumble?

My name is Rose Bailey. I am seventeen years old and about to start my senior year of High school. I have always lived a normal, boring human life. I never believed in the supernatural or the love at first sight sh*t that others girls my age fall for. That is until I moved with my mom and two brothers back to the small town where my mom grew up. My mom makes us stay at this house, or should I say castle, with a lot of other people living there. Imagine my surprise when I walked in on a man and two women that looked to be 20 or 21, having in a room that looked like an office. Imagine how surprised I was when I was frozen in place, unable to move, as I felt a sharp pain in my chest from seeing them together as he one from behind while she leaned over a desk from pleasure and the other woman was him. The man froze in place and looked at me with a guilty look on his face. The pain got worse in my chest, and before I  blacked out, I swore I heard him say, Mate!