Chanie Weiss

Nikolai. Braxton. Derik. Three alphas who have pledged to protect the humans in their territory. All they ask in return is one night with the virgins of the villages, one night to take them under the blood moon and complete the ritual. This year is Lorelai’s turn. A winter born, cursed—or blessed—with powers rarely seen, Lorelai has been shunned by the other villagers her whole life. Once she’s taken to the wolves’ mansion, she takes matters into her own hands. After all, what if one night just isn’t enough?

All Nathalie Bricksyon wanted was to survive at Reinfield Academy; a school for the nation’s richest teens. As a poor scholarship student with a sick father and rising bills, she tried to stay invisible. Until she made one mistake… she shattered the car window of the school’s richest and most feared bad boy, Austin Kane. And he did the unthinkable. He bought her house and made her homeless. Then, in front of the whole school, he poured juice on her head, turning her into a target for bullies. But Nathalie didn’t back down, she uncovered a secret about Austin so damaging, she used it to threaten him. From that day, he was her slave, and their war began. Austin may act proud and untouchable, but deep down he’s just a broken boy with a cold father who only praises his perfect brother. Nathalie may look strong, but she’s a girl who works late into the night and eats scraps just to care for her dying dad. They were enemies but slowly became each other’s weakness as they began to fall for each other. But someone in the shadows wants to destroy them both. Enemies by fate. Lovers by accident. Read now!!!

"For years, I belonged to him. Not his mate. Not his love. But his bedmate. His Gamma. His shadow in the night. Alpha Calhoun made sure no man dared touch me, no wolf dared look at me. I was his possession, his secret, his sin wrapped in skin. And I endured it all—his rough hands, his dark devotion, his kisses that tasted like fire and chains because at least, for a while, he was mine. Until she returned. His destined mate. His so-called true love. And suddenly, I was nothing. Cast aside, silenced, left to wither in the shadows of a love that had never been mine to claim. But the thing about being claimed by a man like Calhoun… is that he never truly lets you go. ""Try to leave me, Elodie,"" his voice had been a snarl against my throat, his grip bruising my waist. ""I'll burn down every border, tear apart every wolf that stands in my way, until you crawl back to me. You're mine, even if the Moon Goddess herself wants to rip you away."" He didn't know then that I already had one foot out the door. And when I finally left his pack… I took more than just my broken heart with me."

"How dare you touch my mate?" Three days ago, Aella was publicly rejected. Her fated mate called her worthless. Wolf-less. Too fat to stand beside an Alpha. On the day she was meant to be sold into another mating, the most feared Alpha in the north shattered her engagement ceremony and claimed her in front of everyone. Eros Shaw does not save people. He conquers them. And yet, he takes her away. Aella has spent her entire life believing one thing: No one loves a fat girl. Not even the Moon. But the Moon has been lying. Because Aella is not wolf-less. She is something far more dangerous. As ancient magic stirs, a forgotten prophecy begins to unfold. Her blood carries power long buried. Her twin sister hides a truth that could destroy them both. And somewhere in the shadows, a witch waits for the perfect moment to strike. Eros thinks he has claimed a broken girl. He has no idea she is the beginning of the end. His mark may kill her. Her awakening may destroy him. And when enemies close in and secrets unravel, Aella must decide: remain the girl they mocked or rise as the Alpha Female destiny has been preparing for centuries?

When Rachel found out that she is mated to her old enemy, she was asked to forgive him for the benefit of the old pack. She needs to think if the whole pack is Worthy of her forgiveness to her mate. "I think I can give you a chance". I said quietly, and he sighed in relief, he took my hands off his face and kissed my palm before placing it on his chest. " Are you sure?". He asked hopefully. walked out of the store , minding my own business when a firm broad shoulder brushed through me and pushed me hard enough that I fell down. The contents of my bag was scattered all over the floor and I threw my black long hair sideways so I could see who the culprit was and I furrowed my brow in anger. I narrow my hazel eyes at the familiar sheet eating grin and can't stop the growl of hatred that rumbles through me. Wow dear you should watch where you're going." F*ck*ng Gabriel . The alpha son has always been an since we started high school.Now a year after graduation he still find every chance he can to torment me.it used to be throwing my homework into pool or "accidentally" shoving my books out of my hands or pushing me into lockers.i don't know how many bruises i came home with after he"ran into me" with his shoulder .

"I'm an ordinary waiter, but I can see people's fate, including Shifters. Like all children, I was tested for magic when I was only a few days old. Since my specific bloodline is unknown and my magic is unidentifiable, I was marked with a delicate swirling pattern around my upper right arm. I do have magic, just as the tests showed, but it has never lined up with any known Magic species. I can't breathe fire like a dragon Shifter, or hex people who piss me off like Witches. I can't make potions like an Alchemist or seduce people like a Succubus. Now I don't mean to be unappreciative of the power I do have, it's interesting and all, but it just really doesn't pack much of a punch and most of the time it is just pretty much useless. My special magical skill is the ability to see threads of fate. Most of life is annoying enough for me, and what never occurred to me is that my mate is a rude, pompous nuisance. He's an Alpha and my friend's twin brother. --------------------------------------- “What are you doing? This is my home, you can't just let yourself in!” I try and keep my voice firm but when he turns and fixes me with his golden eyes I shrink back. The look he gives me is imperious and I automatically drop my eyes to the floor as is my habit. Then I force myself to look back up again. He doesn't notice me looking up because he's already looked away from me. He's being rude, I refuse to show that he's scaring me, even though he most definitely is. He glances around and after realising that the only place to sit is the little table with its two chairs he points to it. “Sit.” he orders. I glare at him. Who is he to order me around like this? How can someone this obnoxious possibly be my soul mate? Maybe I'm still asleep. I pinch my arm and my eyes water a little from the sting of pain."