Novels by Becky b

Imogen stared out at the beach, a wide smile on her lips. He has done so much for her already.“We should let him know!” Matilda, Imogen’s wolf, whispered in her mind.Imogen didn’t respond, only her eyelashes fluttered. She knew Matilda was right, but she was scared… what if he reacted badly?“We shouldn’t worry, Imogen. Even if he’s upset, he wouldn’t sever the bond with us. You know that,” Matilda’s voice reassured her and Imogen heaved a deep sigh.Her eyes widened as she watched Asher made his way into the beach house. She left her glass on the table and walked to the door, stepping outside.Asher met her halfway down the stairs. The frown on his face melted into a smile, but for some reason, Imogen felt something was off.“Are you okay?” she asked, and he smiled even wider.“Should I not be?” he replied, a teasing smile curved to his lips.“You can!” she said, stretching her hands toward him. He placed his hands in hers, and she gently guided him toward the door.“What’s the occ

Snow crawled out of the water, her legs wobbling from the earlier slamming. This counted as their second time having sex, and her ears were still flushed red.Logan stared from behind. The sight of her shaky legs made him chuckle. His mate was still shy about these things—she always ran as soon as he was done teasing her.He wanted her to take control next, to lead for once. He climbed out of the water, wrapping a towel around his waist, and walked toward the living room.Snow sat there with her head buried in her thighs and Logan’s gaze focused on her. This was dangerous, she still wasn’t wearing anything and he could feel his d**k throb in want.Logan walked over, he crouched down, and gently rubbed her bare back. “Are you okay?” “Hm,” Snow muttered quietly and Logan chuckled.“Shy?” he teased....she lifted her head and glared down at him.“Shy?” she repeated, letting a low laugh escape her lips. “I want more,” she muttered, just loud enough for Logan to hear.“Mate wants to be in

A knock on the door interrupted them, and Ace froze, pulling back slightly. Valerie's eyes blinked open.“Um… where am I?” Valerie asked softly, cautiously sitting on the bed. Ace had stepped out, feeling awkward.“Greetings, Alpha!” The pack’s doctor greeted, fretting slightly. Ace followed him in.But he froze the moment he saw her.“She?” he muttered, turning to Aaron, who nodded affirmatively.“Who’s he?” Valerie asked, staring at the man with suspicion.“The pack’s doctor. He’s here to treat you,” Ace replied, though his gaze kept drifting shamelessly to her lips before he looked away.“Huh? Where am I?” she asked again. Ace simply crossed his arms and gestured to the doctor.“Come on, treat her.”**************Outside, Snow gazed through the window. Four days had passed, and Logan still hadn’t allowed her outside. He claimed she was still healing from the stab wound, but the indoors bored her.“Miss, would you like to go for a stroll?” Amaya asked gently, knocking on the door.

Rose’s eyes fluttered open. The air smelled of braised bacon and steaming rice. Her stomach growled loudly, but when she tried to sit up, she crashed back to the floor. Silver chains bound her to the wall.She struggled, panic rising, and then he stepped out.“You’ll only get weaker if you keep struggling,” Ace’s voice was cold, controlled. Rose’s gaze locked on him and she shivered.“I’m just a pawn! Please… let me go,” she begged.Ace chuckled, dark and slow. He bent down, placing a bowl of bacon on the floor.“Should I feed you, or do you want to figure it out yourself?”Rose stared at the food, her stomach twisting painfully. Hunger won over pride.“Please… feed me,” she whispered.Ace’s smile widened. “Okay. But first… what is Tiffany planning? Since she sent you, you must know something.”Rose’s lips parted, fear and hesitation mingling with guilt.“I—I really don’t know anything” she started.Her words caught in her throat as she stared into his dark eyes. He moved the bowl awa

“This isn’t who you are, Loren.”Valerie’s eyes moved slowly around the ruined room, her voice calm but sharp. “You aren’t their pawn.”Loren only chuckled, low and bitter. “Really? I am their pawn, Val. Father always liked you more. Treated me like garbage.”Valerie’s brows furrowed, confusion flashing.“He treated you better. What part of treated me better are you rewriting?” she shot back. “He made you Alpha...knowing perfectly well you were an experiment turned wolf!”Loren’s eyes blazed. “Don’t you dare! I am a wolf! No experiment defines me!”Valerie scoffed, folding her arms under her chest deliberately.“You’re no real wolf. You never deserved the Alpha title. Yet Father entrusted you… and you chose the rotten side.” She clicked her tongue. “He would be so disappointed in you right now.”“Shut. Up!” Loren roared.Valerie’s gaze flicked to Ace.... silent, sharp, a sync between them.“Dad would be disappointed,” Valerie added, twisting the knife deeper.Mari groaned. “Enough wit

Valerie froze mid-step. Her hand darted to her pocket but her hands come out empty.. Her eyes widened.It clicked — the letter. She spun back to where she’d been, but Ace wasn’t there.“Fuck.... Dad told me never to let the letter fall into the wrong hands.” Her throat tightened. She ran her fingers through her hair and bit her lower lip.“What a nice letter,” Ace said from behind. He hadn’t left. He grinned, his fingers running over the paper.“Hey, stop staring at that!” she shouted, lunging for it. Her hands reached up, but Ace only stretched his arms higher, keeping the letter out of reach.“You know you’re short, right? Those legs of yours,” he teased.....Valerie ground her teeth.“Give it back!” she snapped and Ace raised an eyebrow.“Hmm — you sound rude already. Tell me why you bullied Snow,” he said, and Valerie froze.Her lips trembled. The truth was messy. She had never truly hated Snow; she’d wanted to be closer to Tiffany. Loren had wanted that too. Valerie had used whate

“Thank you for the ride!” I said, shutting the door and watching as the car sped away.I walked into the orphanage.Dominic stood beside my room door, dressed in a worn-out suit, trying his best to look presentable. I remembered I had to take him to meet Old Greyson today.“You didn’t have to wear a suit,” I said softly.He licked his lips and gave a small smile before lowering his gaze to the ground, still looking puzzled… and a little sad.I glanced at my phone. Greyson was finally at that café again, and he was alone. This was the best time to meet him. Now that I was a nobody, meeting him with his security team around would be nearly impossible.I rushed toward Dominic and grabbed his wrist.Later, we arrived at the mall, where I made him change into a fitted blue shirt and black trousers. There was no need for him to be so formal.“Let’s go,” I said, but he stayed glued to the spot.“What if he doesn’t like me?” he asked and I sighed.“Why wouldn’t he?” I asked gently, licking my

“Hey!” one of the inmates snapped her fingers right in front of my face.I didn’t flinch.My gaze stayed glued to the memory playing over and over in my head, like a broken monitor.I remembered it clearly.When I arrived at the restaurant, I was pressed, so I called a waitress and asked for the restroom. She smiled sweetly and said, “Go straight, then turn left when you see the ‘T’ sign on the door.”I followed her directions without hesitation, but the moment I stepped inside the supposed toilet, something felt wrong.The room wasn’t a restroom. It was fully furnished, clean, quiet. Too intentional as it was a huge king-size bedroom.I thought it was a mistake and turned back, planning to find the restroom myself.Now I knew better, that woman was paid to mislead me.A dark chuckle slipped from my lips. That subtle move made the leader angry.The inmate hissed, yanking my hair hard. “You bitch, you think this is funny?”Instead I chuckled darkly and a slap landed on my face.My head

“Oh, what’s wrong?” Nicholas’ voice echoed, and I bit down on my lower lip. “I have to go,” I muttered, grabbing my jacket from the chair. Nicholas stood up immediately, confusion written all over his face at my sudden move. I reached for the door handle and pulled, but it didn’t budge. I tugged again, harder, then turned back to Nicholas. “What’s happening?” I asked, but my words was drowned out by the noise around us. The crowd had gathered, faces twisted in anger, disgust, and clear curiosity. “How dare you treat guests in such a way?” a blonde, middle-aged woman yelled, jabbing her finger into a man’s chest, even pushing him backward. I turned to the bouncer guarding the door. “What happened?” I asked. He stared at me coldly, clearly unwilling to say anything. But my sharp gaze made his lips part. “Something was stolen,” he muttered, turning away and crossing his arms, clearly done talking. I clenched my teeth. “I don’t have time for this,” I murmured, glancing at

My gaze drifted to the menu in my hands, staring down at the dishes scribbled across it. Yet for some reason, Nicholas’ eyes never left his phone.“Are you expecting someone?” I asked.Nicholas turned his head toward me. “No,” he said quickly and pushed the phone aside, but then, suddenly, a call came through.He froze.My gaze flickered to the screen, no mane and Just a number.I remembered it instantly Kara's. That one friend I did everything in my power to hold onto.I forced a smile. “You should answer your call. You never know how important it might be,” I muttered.He smiled back, picked up the phone, and walked away.The moment his back disappeared, my smile dropped.That familiar sting of anger crawled up my spine. Everything rushed back at once. I clicked my tongue and let out a slow sigh, then raised my hand.“Three of your most expensive dishes,” I told the waiter, “and drinks.”He nodded and walked away, that same second, Nicholas returned.“What did you order?” he asked.

THIRD PERSON POV“I can’t believe she could do such things!” Calla screamed, stomping her foot angrily on the ground.Madam Ye lay on the bed, turned to her side as her back throbbed in pain.Calla had been wiping her blood nonstop, yet it still spilled out again within seconds.“Please, wipe my back,” Ye said, gesturing weakly toward it.Calla scoffed, eyeing her mother from head to toe. She already felt disgusted. Why did she have to take care of such a burden?“If you had done it right, this wouldn’t have happened!” she screamed.Ye froze. It felt like needles piercing into her aching body. If she hadn’t been injured, she would have slapped some sense into that girl.“Please,” she begged. It was her only option now.Calla’s lips twitched.“Gosh, I hate that girl!” she screamed, raking her hands through her hair like a maniac.Madam Ye could only glare at her foolish daughter.“Just come dress my wound,” she said again.Calla shut her up with a glare, sighed, and walked toward her,

ANNA'S POV“You shouldn’t have let her beat you up,” Dominic said, gently wiping antiseptic over my wound from behind.I hissed as he touched a sore spot.“Are you okay?” he asked.A small smile escaped my lips. “I’m good.”“It was the only way to expose her,” I replied, staring at thin air.Now that I had gotten rid of that pest, Madame Ye, I had other things to focus on. Still, I knew this wouldn’t be the last time I will see her. In my previous life, they destroyed me with bruises and wounds, lied their way through everything, and Calla even married into wealth. This time, I wouldn’t let them succeed.“What are you up to?” Dominic asked.I sighed. “Finding my biological family.”He gasped and rushed to my side. “Have you found them? Tell me,” he said, grabbing my hands. His sudden touch made me shiver.If there was one thing I hated now, it was men and physical contact. I slowly withdrew my hands, offering him a low smile.In my past life, Dominic was adopted and later became the C

Raze’s POV“She’s not my sister!” Mira’s voice echoed down the hallway.My gaze immediately shifted to Serra. Her eyes said everything before her lips even moved. Shock. Confusion. Something fragile breaking inside her.I walked toward her slowly and placed my hands on her shoulders. She shivered under my touch but didn’t look away.“What’s wrong?” I asked softly.Her lips trembled before she forced a smile. “I’m hungry,” she murmured.I pulled her closer by the waist, my arms tightening around her. Her warmth seeped through me like fire through ice.“You’ve been lying to me lately, Serra,” I said quietly.“No… it’s not that.”I lowered my face and brushed my lips gently against hers. She inhaled softly before wrapping her arms around my waist.She pecked my lips back and giggled faintly.“I’ll tell you everything,” I whispered.Her eyes widened. “Tell me what?”I took her hand and led her toward the room. She followed without resistance. Once inside, I sat her at the edge of the bed

I snapped back to reality, panting heavily, Raze’s hand settled gently on my shoulder, grounding me.“We need to leave for Stone Moon Pack,” I said quietly.Leigh’s gaze darkened. “You’re abandoning us?”“No,” I replied, my voice sharpening. “I’m going there to help.”My eyes hardened. This wasn’t some random coincidence, something was moving behind the shadows, pulling threads that were beginning to knot together.Kara studied me for a moment before a slow smirk curved her lips.“Then go help us.”Dark mist began swirling around Raze and me, thick and alive like smoke with a mind of its own.“We’re counting on you,” Kara said.The mist swallowed us whole, just before everything disappeared, I heard a faint whisper behind me.“Do you think she can do it? Last time_”My eyes snapped open.I was back inside the room Kael had arranged for me and Raze in the pack house.I shifted slightly, but Raze’s arms wrapped around me from behind, pulling me closer against his chest.“Are you sure ab

Serra’s POVI stared at the woman sitting across from me. Emerald eyes watched me closely, and the curve of her lips slowly deepened when she caught my gaze.“Your witch power seems to be strong,” she said.A small chuckle slipped from my lips. “I doubt that.”She reached for my hands, but before she could touch them, Raze gently pulled them back into his grasp. I glanced at him, smiling faintly.“It’s rude to touch a stranger’s hands,” Raze said coolly, brushing a strand of hair away from my face.“Stranger?” she echoed, laughing softly as she turned her gaze toward Leigh, who had been staring at me like she might stab me through the table.“This is awkward,” I muttered, glancing between them. “Why invite us to dinner?”Leigh folded her arms under her chest. “Did you really think whatever spell you cast could hide your identity?”“Oh.” I leaned back slightly. “I thought you were either fools… or simply choosing to ignore me.”I dipped my spoon into the porridge again but set it down

Serra's POVMy hands wrapped around the heavy book, carefully carrying it to the desk beside me. I sank into the chair and started reading every line, licking my lips slowly as the words pulled me in… but something felt off. Eyes burned into my back - sharp, curious, almost afraid.I lifted my gaze. Every single head snapped away like they’d been caught. I arched a brow. Since the moment I walked into the library, everyone had been staring, whispering, scurrying out of my path like I carried some plague.Was it the mark?My fingers drifted to my neck, gently tracing the golden shimmer that pulsed there. Raze had finally marked me. Claimed me. The thought sent a warm shiver racing down my spine.I yawned, turned back to the book, then froze.Far across the room, barely audible, a voice drifted: “Are you sure she’s the one?”My body went rigid.“She smells of two bloodlines,” the voice continued.My lips twitched. I groaned low in my throat and stretched my arms above my head, trying to

Dee's eyes fluttered open softly. She released a long, shaky sigh. These dreams were getting way too vivid, why was she always either fucking or making out with that damn vampire?She pressed both hands to her face, panting quietly. Between her thighs, she felt the thick, unmistakable wetness and groaned in pure frustration.She shifted to sit up on the edge of the bed, but a strong, muscular arm yanked her back, pulling her flush against a hard body. She froze.Her eyes snapped wide open. All traces of sleep vanished. She twisted around slowly… and stared at the dark hair falling across the male’s face.Reality crashed in like ice water.She was in a bed. With a man. Had they—? Did she sleepwalk and end up screwing someone while dreaming it was Val? A strangled scream tore from her lips. She darted her gaze around the room, thank God her roommates weren’t here.“Hey…” she whispered, tentatively touching his arm.His eyes flew open. Deep red, not random.Shivers raced down her spine.

Dee's tongue slid against his, and she didn't fully understand what was happening, but she let it overpower her anyway. Val's gaze stayed locked on her, cold and piercing, yet his hands found her waist and yanked her closer, deepening the kiss until their mouths fused completely.Slurp.Their tongues tangled, wet and hungry. Her hands slid up to wrap gently around his neck as he slowly lowered himself to the ground. Dee followed without resistance, every movement instinctive.*What is happening?!* she screamed inside her head.Then the voice returned."Take his pain away," came the soft, angelic whisper, his dead mate's voice."I won't! Stop controlling me!" Dee yelled back mentally.The voice only sighed. "You will understand sooner or later." And then it faded."Hello?!" Dee cried out inwardly, but silence answered.Her eyes flew wide when she felt his large hands gently cupping and roaming over her breasts. She froze. Opening her eyes, she stared down at him, this shouldn't be how