Novels by Bobbie

Tim's POVThe microphone felt like a ton of weight in my hand as I rose. Hundreds of eyes turned my way, soft lighting catching on champagne flutes and happy smiles. Eric sat at the middle table, his arm wrapped around Laura, both of them glowing like they belonged on the front of a magazine. My best friend for ten years-the man I had loved in silence for every single one of them.I forced the words out.“Most of you know I’ve been Eric’s friend since college,” I said, my voice steady only because I had practised this lie in the mirror a dozen times. “We’ve shared apartments, bad jobs, worse breakups, and every stupid adventure in between. Eric is the guy who makes everything better just by being in the room.”A few laughs rippled through the crowd. Eric grinned at me, that familiar tilt of his head that always undid me.“Then Laura came along,” I said, staring directly at her. She smiled back, polite and perfect. “And I watched my friend fall completely, hopelessly in love. The kind

Elian stood calmly at the center of the stage while the entire banquet hall remained frozen in shock. The police officers had already taken control of Victor and Lord Haggard, reporters were shouting questions from every direction, investors were speaking over one another, and guests struggled to make sense of the revelations that had shattered the evening. Yet through the chaos, Elian looked completely composed.He slowly lifted a hand.The noise gradually died down."I know everyone has a lot of questions," he said, his voice carrying across the hall. "But before tonight comes to an end, there are two important people I would like to introduce."The reporters immediately grew silent.Cameras shifted toward him.Even the police officers paused.Harold Wright frowned while Celeste looked visibly uneasy.Raymond sat restrained by officers nearby, his face dark with anger.Elian's gaze moved toward the entrance.The large doors opened.A red haired woman was wheeled into the hall.Gasps

Rapheal's POV The sudden, heavy impact of our bodies hitting the floorboards seemed to vibrate through the entire room, the thick rug beneath us doing very little to cushion the brute force of our collision. For a second that felt entirely too long, neither of us moved, our breathing coming in short, ragged gasps as we tried to process the ridiculous tangle of arms and legs we had just become. I could feel the intense, rigid heat of Narek’s chest pressing directly against mine, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm that mirrored the sudden, chaotic spike in my own pulse. His dark eyes were wide with a rare, unfiltered shock, his usual stoic composure entirely shattered by the simple clumsiness of a misplaced foot against a wooden table leg. I looked down at his face, noticing the tiny, sharp line of pain that formed between his thick eyebrows as he tried to shift his weight away from me, his elbow groaning against the floor."Get your heavy frame off me right now, Raphael," Narek mutt

Rapheal's POV I walked through the dense, shadows of the forest alongside the surviving farmhands, my heavy boots sinking slightly into the soft earth as the distant sounds of our attackers faded into the quiet evening air. The tension among the group was still incredibly high, every snap of a twig underfoot causing the exhausted laborers to flinch violently and clutch their simple wooden tools against their chests. I kept my head down, maintaining my slouched posture to stay in character, though my mind was rapidly calculating the political fallout of the Blood Thorne pack crest stamped onto those assassins' weapons.One of the older farmers wiped a mixture of sweat and soil from his forehead, his chest heaving as he turned to face the small group of survivors. "We cannot possibly remain out here in the open wilderness tonight with those armed killers actively patrolling the valley routes," the old farmer said, his voice trembling with a deep, frantic anxiety that infected the rest

Chapter 1 "Leo, do you take Alexa to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love, honor, and cherish her, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?"The priest’s voice echoed through the grand cathedral, heavy with solemn expectation. Before Leo could part his lips to answer, a sharp, upbeat ringtone pierced the sacred silence. A collective, synchronized groan rippled through the hundreds of guests seated in the pews."Oh, sweet Jesus, not again," someone whispered loudly from the third row."Is this really happening on the actual wedding day?" another guest snickered, nudging her husband.My heart dropped straight into my stomach, a familiar, icy dread freezing my blood. I stared at the tux-clad man in front of me, my fingers tightening around my bridal bouquet until my knuckles turned white."Leo, please," I muttered under my breath, my eyes pleading desperately. "Just drop the phone. Ignore it for once."Leo didn't even look at me as his hand slid into his jacket po

Chloe's POV The camera flashes blinded me the moment my heels hit the pavement outside the grand hotel. Brandon was already there, holding his hand out to me with a smile that could melt glaciers. He looked like a literal prince standing under the canopy of crystal lights."Ready to become Houston, beautiful?" he whispered, his voice smooth and dripping with affection.I slid my hand into his, my heart doing a familiar, happy flip. My life had felt exactly like a movie these past few months, a fairytale I still could not believe was real. I was just an ordinary intern at Houston Logistics when Brandon, the CEO’s son, noticed me in the breakroom.One coffee date turned into a whirlwind romance, and two weeks ago, he shocked the entire company by dropping to one knee in the lobby. He had asked me to be his forever right there in front of everyone. It was the easiest yes of my entire life.Now, we walked hand-in-hand into the grand ballroom, the heavy gold doors swinging open to reveal

6 years later…"Mayor! No!" I all but cried as my 3 year old ran past my door, the tip of an expo marker placed against my wall while doing so.I dropped my sandwich and ran after the giggling child, who wasn't hard to find because all I had to do was follow the long blue line going down my walls.I rounded the corner that led to the kitchen, it was way to quite.I felt my heart stop when I realized the blue line ended at the pantry door... oh god.I quickly swung the door open to reveal a 'winter' wonder land in my own pantry.My daughter was sitting in the middle of the floor, the flour bag was right next to her in tatters. I let out a sigh of defeat as I picked up my kid.As if the Goddess knew I needed help, the sound of the front door opening and closing made my heart soar.I smelt them before I saw them.Asher and our 6 year old son, Greyson—James, rounded the corner. In my opinion he resembles Asher much more than he ever could me. The only trait he has that are mine is my eyes. Eve

I sat in the black love seat Asher had in his Office. Asher sat at his desk, he ran his hands through his brown hair, sitting back in his seat.The room was silent, all you could hear was the ticking of a clock. Tick tick tick.Finally a loud knock came from the door. I sat up, forcing my head to pay attention."Come in," Asher's deep voice traveled across the room.An older man with a small blond accompanying him walked into the room. He smelt like embers dying out on a beach... spice, smoke, and salt. It wasn't an unpleasant smell, reminded me of summer."Young Alpha!" The man boomed as he walked in, a smirk playing on his lips. I watched as he approached Asher's desk. They both reached out to inlock in a firm handshake. The blond stood beside the man, not making a peep.I stood up and flashed him a brilliant smile."Good evening, my name is April, Luna of the Luminescent pack." I reached my hand out for her to take, her eyebrows furrowed before she reached her own out to me. That confu

April's POV:I kept my eyes closed not because I was scared, but because I was in pure bliss.Ashers' arm's were arms wrapped around my waist securely. His face was tucked in the crook of my neck, his breath hitting my mark with every exhale. The house was silent, the only sound was a low click click click of the clock that hangs over our couch.I pressed my lips together as thoughts of small feet padding through the halls flooded my head. A child's chant, giggle and cry echoed. I was merely a child myself, in the human "world," that is. In the werewolf "world," I was of age to govern an entire pack. Birth and mother many pups. Take on responsibilities beyond my skills and knowledge. Be the perfect Luna. Be the perfect women...Don't get me wrong, I love my life. I was born to be Luna of the Luminescent Pack. I was born to be mates with Asher. Our upbringing is horrible, I'm not going to lie... I thought the Moon Goddess had lost her shit for a second.I felt Ashers face move away from

The second my foot hit the wood line I took off. The wind felt amazing, the air smelt amazing... everything felt amazing. I jumped and dodged dead trees as I soared throughout the woods. I always felt alive when I run. My blood pushing through my body rapidly, in sync with my heart. This is what living was all about, these simple pleasures. It didn't take me long to arrive at headquarters, though I wasn't expecting Richard to already be there. His car travailing down the long dirt driveway. I stopped moving and stood still, watching him. As the car turned off, the drivers side door was thrown open and he stepped out. His blond hair seemingly glowing as the sun hit it. My hand traveled to my own hair, twigs and leafs filled my golden locks making me internally cringe. Great. I still have yet to formally meet him... I knew it was my fault for avoiding him while we were still at the luminescent pack, but I just wasn't ready to speak to him. I still wasn't ready, but it looks like I re

It was a long road trip back to our home pack. My speed demons were all scrunched up in one van and I refused to ride with Isaac so that I could ride with them.We were all quiet. Mourning our mission and loss of two of our pack members again. We missed April and Asher more than we thought we would. I would, of course, visit more now that she is expecting. I can't have my own niece or nephew not knowing who I am. Lacey sat next to me, her head was against my shoulder. Isaac's car followed suit behind us. I laid my head on top of Laceys head and allowed myself to rest.I woke up to Isaac nudging my shoulder. I cracked my eyes open to peer into those beautiful green eyes of his."We're home my love," his smile was bright, warm, and inviting... Definitely one of my favorite things about him. His hand reached up to caress my cheek. The feeling of his skin touching mine made shivers run down my spine. I definitely loved this boy.I stretched out my arms, feeling my muscles relax."God, I'd r

Callie's POV:I couldn't help but admire Asher and April as they held each other. April hadn't stopped crying since we arrived back at the pack house, and Asher wouldn't let her go. They truly loved each other. My speed demons gathered together in a group. Smiles pressed against their lips due to a successful mission. I sucked my teeth and avoided them. I didn't want to associate with them right now. I was in the middle of waiting for Issac to return, and although my duties is of a speed demon... my mind was somewhere else.I pressed my back against the wall sliding down until I was sitting on the floor. I pressed my lips together and watched everybody talk and buzz with excitement. Their alpha was back and they were ecstatic. My third in command was not back, and I had never been this worried. I had fought grown wolves, and still... worry never flickered through my body. It was something I was not used too. I had not felt anything throughout my battle, but this didn't mean Issac was