Novels by Fayth Isabella

LEONARDO“Perhaps you could adopt a child. I mean why not?”Nina’s voice sounded in my head again. I couldn’t take her little voice out of my mind. She had said those words so casually the last time I visited the orphanage.It stuck.And then I saw this ad.It said I could connect with anyone I wanted—even single mothers. It didn’t sit right with me. Hell, I hated it. But I had no choice. I needed an heir to take over the way I had from my father. It was tradition. Legacy.Eventually, after searching endlessly, I found a woman who had a newborn.Actually—twins. A boy and a girl.It made sense to choose a woman with newborns. Her reward? Becoming Luna. Her child—children—would have a father. I would get an heir. A win-win.But when I saw the picture of her kids… I froze.They looked familiar. Too familiar.I knew I was hallucinating. I had to be. Still, the resemblance nagged at my mind like a loose thread. I shook the thought off. I couldn’t afford distractions.I didn’t want her to k

MAYA“I am sorry, Maya,” Giana said gently, cradling Jayden in her arms, “but I doubt this child would ever be able to speak.”Her words stabbed through me like a thousand knives. Jayden’s little hand twitched, but it wasn’t the reflex we hoped for. It was weak. Almost lifeless. His MRI had shown abnormalities that none of us had expected. After their sudden and magical birth, we took both babies for an MRI. We had to know. And what we found… broke me.Jenna, his twin sister, had a unique trait—two different eye colors. One was a deep blue, the other a vivid purple. But her MRI had revealed something else entirely.“One of her eyes… it doesn’t respond to light the way it should,” Giana had said, still staring at the screen hours ago.“And Jenna might be blind?” I asked now, my voice cracking as I looked over at my daughter.Giana gently nodded, a softness in her eyes that made me want to scream and cry all at once. “It is only one eye,” she said, “and it might not be as bad as we fear

Leonardo wasn’t having it with Victoria—he was pissed to the bones. “You are my stepsister, and if you think anything is going to happen between me and you, then think again,” he hissed with irritation.Victoria wasn’t surprised he wasn’t moved by her.The liquor left her body the same way Leonardo left the room. With shame and sadness, she got off the bed and walked to her room. Tears spilled down both sides of her cheeks. She washed herself in the bathroom, and when she came out, she met Ray in her room.“What do you look like that for?” he asked, gesturing with his hand.Victoria said nothing as she walked to her bed.“Well, I came to tell you that we are in deep shit. I saw the witch while I was going back. She asked about you, and I told her what happened with the potion. She said there was trouble. First, for you—you might never be able to bear any child again. And for the slut that took the potion, something terrible is going to happen because the potion was prepared for you. J

VICTORIA — LEONARDO’S HALF-SISTERVictoria ran her fingers slowly over the tequila bottle. Her eyes were half-lidded, and heavy with intoxication. She nearly slipped off the high stool next to the bar but caught herself just in time, giggling softly to herself like the fall would have made the pain she was feedling better.Her personal maid—and best friend—Rayden stood nearby, arms crossed, watching her with a mixture of pity and frustration. Rayden was gay and one could easily notice it because of his makeup which was bold and dramatic. Rayden, ever the fashion lover and unapologetically flamboyant, had bonded with Clara back in high school over their mutual obsession with style, sass, and rebellion.“Is he… back yet?” she slurred, her voice barely above a whisper as her eyes fluttered closed.Rayden shook his head, arms folding more tightly across his chest.“No, he is not. And I advise you go to bed. Drinking yourself into oblivion won’t fix anything.”Victoria let out a broken lau

LEONARDOJerald tried to force his way in, trying to persuade the guard. Reminding her I was Alpha Leonardo even after we were told men weren’t allowed inside the restaurant. His desperation outmatched mine, probably fueled by guilt for letting the slut escape with my only chance at an heir. His eagerness almost annoyed me. Almost. Cutting the entire thing was the wail of a newborn which cut through the air like a blade.We could heard women rush around in a frenzy. The one guarding the entrance went and check, shutting the door behind hers. Second later, she came back. “Alpha, I don’t think you’ll be able to see the boss. She suddenly went into labor.”She was supposed to come out, and I was supposed to confirm if she was the woman I was searching for. But at those words, my chest tightened. My breath caught.Six months. It had only been six months since the slut left.She-wolves carried babies for ten month. No.A sharp pain gored through me. This had been my last hope, and now,

MAYA. Everything was going well. It all came together, and in no time, we were running our restaurant off-pack restrictions. No men allowed, and thinking this was going to make us less known, it actually made us all popular.Women trooped in every day — it was our little sanctuary without the restrictions that men brought. Every woman felt safe, and we bonded so well. At first, I thought it was only going to be about food, but our restaurant became a haven for women. No judgment. No domination. It was all beauty and fun.This warmed my heart, healed a part of me that I thought was lost forever. I rubbed my belly as I watched them from the kitchen. They were happy. “Maya, you haven’t finished up the menu for the day. I have to come up with herbs to suit them, so hurry.” Giana called out to me. The other women were cutting up the vegetables. I nodded and went to join them.While we were busy with that, Rayla burst through the back door. Her face was pale, her chest rising and falling