Novels by Deva Dee

Elara’s POVLilith crumpled to the ground with a thud, blood smearing her cheek, her lips split, and unconscious.No one moved at first.I clenched my fists so tightly my nails threatened to break skin, and my breath became sharp and ragged. My body still buzzed with power, and Nyx—goddess!—she was prowling behind my mind, ready to finish what we started.The only sound I heard at this moment was my shallow breathing and the frantic pounding of my heart against my ribs. My hands were still trembling, the imprint of Lilith's throat vivid against my palm. “She deserves worse,” Nyx growled in my mind.The image from the vision was scorched into my mind, rattling us to our core. Lilith standing over Kieran's dead body didn't sit well with us. It felt like fire in my lungs.“She’s lucky she passed out,” I muttered. “She doesn’t deserve to wake up.”Kieran’s arm came around me, grounding me. “Moya?” he called gently, as if I'll snap any second from now.I turned in his arms, my gaze landin

Kieran's POV I didn’t even have time to blink. One second, Elara was standing there, trembling, her eyes wide and locked on Lilith like she was watching a ghost drag itself from the grave. Her breath hitched, and she clenched her fists.The next second, she launched at Lilith with a sound that didn’t even resemble a growl, it was a raw, feral scream ripped from somewhere deep inside her. “Elara!” I roared, already sprinting forward.Lilith barely had time to react. She stumbled back, caught off guard for the first damn time in her life, but too slow to react as Elara slammed into her, tackling her to the ground. There was a flash of claws followed by a cry of pain. I saw blood.Fenrir surged through me, pumping primal strength into my limbs as I lunged. I wrapped my arms around Elara’s waist and yanked her off Lilith with more force than I’d ever dared to use on her before. She thrashed in my arms, clawing the air, trying to get back to her. Her fingers were bloodied, and her breath

Magnus's POV Now I'm here to take back what's mine. My mate. I was the one who watched her when she didn’t even realize. I was the one who remembered her voice when the world forgot. I am the one meant to stand beside her when her voice eventually returns.I have given Kieran enough time to enjoy, but not anymore, not with them getting closer every single day. That ends tonight.She is mine.Looking at her draped in that red hood, she looked majestic, regal, and almost untouchable, and I wanted to claim her immediately. It was now her turn to drink from the goblet.She lifted the ceremonial goblet, fingers trembling only slightly. Then her lips touched the rim, and she drank the contents. The moment the liquid slid down her throat, her back arched, and she staggered. My whole body went tense, and my wolf slammed forward inside me, snarling. She collapsed to her knees as if something tore through her.“Elara,” I whispered. I took a step forward, pure instinct dragging me toward her. W

Magnus's POV I have been watching her in the shadows since that day, watching if she ever spoke, and soon I wanted to see her every day. I visited Mooncrest Pack every month to see. I watched her grow every year and saw her spend her birthday every year in the attic room crying. On her 12th birthday, I saw her shift for the first time and then get locked up again in the attic after being beaten up by her worthless excuse of a father. Fathers are the worst things in the world; they don't deserve us. It took so much for me not to go in and strangle him right there and then, but I was more angry that she gave up her voice to protect that pathetic male.I wished she would just speak so I would use that as an excuse to kill him and save her, but she never spoke. I decided to marry her when she turned twenty and save her, keep her by my side where no one will ever lay their hands on her, and finally hear her talk.I have imagined how beautiful that day would be.The remaining years flew b

Magnus's POV I saw her the moment she stepped into the training ground. Elara. She walked beside that weak, unworthy alpha male, holding hands and looking at each other lovingly. That should be me. I watched him whisper something in her ear, and she smiled before he moved to stand beside the Oracle. Getting past his warriors into the pack was child’s play, Lilith had managed to bewitch his weak-willed warriors, allowing me to sneak in. Today was the day I took back my mate.I was the first one to meet Elara. Not that weak pup.My mom and I, goddess rest her soul, were thrown out of Blackwood Pack when I was ten by my father, or rather sperm donor, as I prefer to call him. My mother wasn't his ‘true’ mate. That honor belonged to the woman now in my basement, that weakling’s mother. When he found her, he tossed us like used rags. “You’ll only make things hard for my real heir,” he’d said.We barely survived for two years, drifting from territory to territory, fighting rogues every dam

Elara's POV The ceremony began with a howl. Not just one but from the twenty of us.The entire pack stood in the training grounds, transformed for tonight. Crimson ribbons danced in the wind. Fire pits burned low around the perimeter, casting flickers of orange light over the sea of red-hooded figures. It was beautiful and terrifying, all at once. The kind of scene that made your heart beat faster, and your breath catch simultaneously.Each of us raised our faces to the moon and let our wolves speak as we howled again. It was a call to the Moon Goddess. A declaration that we were here, together, as one pack to receive her blessings.The Oracle’s voice cut through the night next, loud and laced with ancient power.“We call upon the Mother. She who bled the moon and bore the wolf. Bless these children of your light. Bring forth their truth.”We all stepped forward.One by one, we were handed goblets by the Oracle’s assistant. The liquid inside shimmered with a strange, dark iridescent

Lucien and I walked side by side down the corridor, our footsteps echoing off the polished marble. “Where’d you keep the guy we brought earlier?” I asked without looking at him.“In the basement. Room four,” Lucien replied. “He was saying something about being untouchable and that his boss will come for him.”I scoffed, “Good for him. We’ll meet with him after this.”“Alright,” he answered.We stepped into the conference room. Inside, a long, sleek table stretched across the room. Twelve chairs, ten suits. All human men. They all stood as soon as I stepped in.I didn’t slow down. Just walked straight to the head of the table and sat. Lucien dropped into the seat on my right as usual. The men hesitated a beat, then sat too.A bald one with the too-tight collar spoke first. “Mr. Ryker. Good to see you again. It's—”“Skip it,” I said. “What do you all want? Why are we having this meeting?”I saw him swallow before nodding. “Of course. We’re here to discuss expanding Lunaris. There’s…a st

Jayden’s POV We got to LUNARIS and Lucien dragged Buzz-cut to the back of the club to Goddess knows where, while Zane and I went inside the club. The club wasn't yet alive, just the staff moving up and down making preparations for the night.We got to Zane's office and I dropped the bags I’d been hauling. There were just three of them. “Here’s your card,” I said, fishing the sleek black metal from my back pocket and handing it to him.He gave me a hard look.“What?” I asked. “Did I do something wrong? Shouldn't I have returned the card?” He took a deep breath, “I gave you a black card and you come back with these…?”“You bought a lot of things already for me, plus I didn't see many things to buy, except these little things.”“What are the little things you bought?” He asked, stepping forward to look at the bags.I instinctively grabbed the Cartier bag and hid it behind me. I wasn't planning on giving it to him yet.“Jayden.” His tone alone made me step back.“Yes.”“What are you hid

Zane was still buried deep inside me when the tremors began to fade. My whole body felt like it had been split open and glued back together, only now every piece of me fit better than before. His chest was pressed to my back, his arms locked around my waist like he thought I might disappear if he let go. His breathing was uneven, hot against my ear. He hadn’t pulled out yet. For a moment, neither of us moved. Then I felt his lips press to the top of my shoulder. Gentle. Like a plea he wasn’t ready to say out loud. "Jayden, you're mine now," he whispered. I wanted to argue, but my throat locked up and my body betrayed me by melting into him even more. I guess deep down I also wanted to be his. He shifted, finally pulling out, and the sudden emptiness made me wince. He must’ve felt it because he was already pulling the blanket over us, adjusting me so I lay across his chest. His fingers brushed down my spine. Slow and reassuring. Like he was trying to soothe the fire he'd lit.

Jayden's POVI woke up drenched in sweat. The fever had broken, but I was still very much aroused, the heat hadn’t gone. If anything, it had just… simmered. Like coals left behind after a wildfire. I blinked slowly, still groggy. How long was I out? Then I heard the steady sound of someone breathing behind me.Zane.I didn’t need to turn to know it was him. His scent was all over the room. I felt his warmth against my back, his hand curled around my waist, and palm flat on my stomach.His breathing was steady but not deep enough for sleep. He was awake.I shifted a bit, and I gasped as my hips pressed against the hard ridge of his erection. A desperate, low whimper slipped out of me before I could stop it. "Fuck," he hissed behind me. He was hard as rock. How long has he been like that?He pulled back slightly to look at me, his hand still resting on my stomach. “You’re awake?”I nodded weakly.His grip tightened. “How do you feel now?”“Like I’m going to explode, tho the fever has re

“I don't want to be your mate…” The words kept ringing in my head as I walked out of Jayden’s room. I stood outside his door with my fists clenched as his arousal scent curled into the hallway. Was I that terrible a man to mate and love? Why didn't he want me? What was holding him back? Was this the moon goddess's cruel idea of a joke by giving me a mate who didn't want me? I had missed him the entire time I was away, and I felt so relieved that he was still around when I came back. But now? I didn’t know what to feel. “How is he?” Lucien asked as they caught up with me in the hallway. How could I tell them that he doesn't want me? “He wants to be alone,” I replied instead. Jake’s expression shifted. “He can't be alone right now, Alpha.” My jaw tensed. “Why not?” “I just got off the phone with my mate, she said that your Alpha aura just upgraded, and with the bond still unresolved, Jayden’s body is struggling to adjust to the aura change.” Jake paused, glancing toward the r

Zane still had me in his arms while the others were kneeling. It felt surreal. I was supposed to be planning to leave Nocturne City by now but instead, I was melting into this man like a goddamn softie.“Congratulations,” I said into his shoulder.He finally pulled back and looked at me like he wanted to say something but he stopped himself and settled with a soft, “Thank you.”I nodded, and just as I was about to move out of his arms, he leaned in and kissed me softly on my lips, in front of everyone. My brain short-circuited and my legs turned to jellyfish. Thank the goddess he was still holding me.The mark on my back burned again, clawing up my spine yanking me back to reality, I then pushed him and mouthed, “People are in the room.” He took a deep breath and turned to them like he hadn’t just lit me on fire. “Stand up,” he ordered firmly.Lucien, Liam, Jake and the guards all stood, their movements precise and synchronized. The tension eased in the room, but I was still processi