Novels by Viczeeoyin

RheaJust as his teeth are about to touch my skin, the front door of the house breaks open into pieces. Before I can even scream, Finn is suddenly ripped away from me and flung across the room like a rag doll.Adrian stands there in his half-wolf form, his eyes glowing a lethal red and his chest heaving with rage."I’ll kill you for touching her!" Adrian roars, his claws extending as he lunges toward Finn.I gasp in shock, my hands flying to my mouth as I watch Adrian move like a blur and grab Finn by the neck, his claws sinking into the collar of Finn’s shirt as he slams him against the wall so hard that the whole house vibrates.“No!” I scream in shock.Jake and two other men also rush into the small living room. Jake’s eyes widen with alarm as he sees the fury radiating off his Alpha.“Adrian! calm down Alpha!” Jake shouts, stepping forward.“Shut the fuck up, Jake!” Adrian roars, his voice sounding more like a beast than a man. He doesn't even look back. He just stares at Finn wit

RheaI stare at myself in the mirror, feeling terrified at what is staring back at me. My eyes have been glowing a dull shade of red since I left Adrian Raven’s manor after the chaos that happened. I passed out from being so weak but thankfully, Finn took me to his house and put me in one of the rooms.I slept for a few hours and woke up when my body started feeling funny. When I stepped into the bathroom, I realized that my eyes were glowing ominously.I blink my eyes repeatedly, but it doesn’t seem to change anything. The dull red color in my eyes is terrifying. I slowly raise my hand up to touch my face, that’s when I notice my hand and wrist. There are huge green veins popping out of it, as if my skin is trying to morph into something else. Is that why my body aches?A sudden knock on the bathroom door makes me jump out of my erratic thoughts. “Rhea, you’ve been in there a while. Are you okay?” Finn asks from behind the door.“Oh. Um… yeah, sorry. I just needed a minute to clean u

Alpha AdrianI stand beside my wolf, Talon, in front of my mother’s grave, staring at her name that’s engraved on the stone. The pain talon and I are feeling right now is so strong that we are howling into the night. We are both aware we are not in the real world but in a different realm, a separate world that exists for just Talon and I. In this world we are able to be in separate forms but in the real World, we are one. I’ve entered this alternate world just once and that was the moment I was cursed.Suddenly, I feel a presence behind me, a presence so powerful that I don’t dare to look back. The moon goddess. She’s visiting me in my subconscious. Talon goes on his knees first before I follow suit.“Moon goddess..." I breathe, bowing my head.“Hello, Alpha Adrian, it’s been a long, long time.” her voice sounds so ethereal, it immediately soothes my soul, making Talon moan with joy. Only a few werewolves ever had the honor of being visited by the moon goddess, the one who created us.

RheaI stare at the beautiful white wolf standing in front of me. She’s so beautiful that it hurts just to look at her. I’ve always been scared of wolves, but looking at her just fills me with a peace I can’t explain.Her fur is pure white, it looks soft and fluffy and her eyes are a deep ocean shade of blue. I don’t know how I can tell that it’s a female, but I am certain of it. She is not too large, not too small either, but I can feel the raw power emanating from her. She continues to stare at me.The atmosphere is very warm and everywhere is bright. Where am I? Who is this wolf? Where did she come from? Why is she looking at me as if she knows who I am?Unable to stop my curiosity, I slowly reach out my hand and try to touch the wolf, but then she immediately moves away from my reach and opens her mouth.“Rhea…it’s time to stop being dormant.” The wolf says in a soft, quiet voice.“What…?” I ask, surprised that she’s even talking to me.“It’s time for you to awaken. It’s time for

RheaSelene continues to drag me harshly by hair, ignoring my cries and pleas for her to stop. Pain explodes in my brain, making me dizzy.“Pl–please…stop…I didn’t do anything to Alpha..” I breathe, trying to hold on to my hair as she continues to drag me forward. She doesn’t stop until she reaches the middle of the other side of the hall, where several older men are standing and watching what is happening.“Elders!” Selene yells, dropping me and stepping forward to face the older men. “This girl… I don’t know what she is… but she just attacked Alpha Adrian! The moment he touched her to turn her, he collapsed in pain! I think she’s a witch, or worse, a spy from the rival packs that want to destroy us! We must sentence her to death immediately!”“No! No! I didn’t do anything! I’m just a human..” I cry out, trying to get on my feet so I can face the elders but before I can step forward, Selene grabs my neck and squeezes so hard that stars burst behind my eyelids. I gasp, pulling at her

RheaMy heart starts pounding hard in my chest. I realize he has shifted into a half-wolf form, and it is far more intimidating than I expected. Far more scary than those ones I saw that first night. Seeing it this close makes my stomach twist. He looks dangerous and powerful. Completely in control.When he speaks, his voice is deeper and rougher, but still clear.“Step forward. One by one.”At least I’m not the first one in line to step forward. I’m the last on the line. Nora goes first. Adrian takes her arm carefully, then he opens his mouth, baring out his huge, sharp fangs before biting her. Nora cries out, her body tensing for a moment before he releases her. Guards move in quickly to support her and lead her away. Jake asks her how she feels after the bite.She smiles weakly and says she feels dizzy but okay. Jake turns back to us and tells us not to be afraid, that this is how it is supposed to be.One by one, the others step forward. Each person stretches out their arm. Each p

Tristan I’m standing in the boardroom, staring at my team as they go back and forth about the amount of debt the Buckley Corporation is drowning in. Figures are being thrown around, files are being passed as everyone argues about solutions and damage control. The meeting has been going on for almost two hours now, and I should be paying attention. But I’m not.“The fraudulent cases are the most pressing issue,” one of the analysts says, tapping his tablet. “If we don’t move quickly, regulators will start sniffing around. We recommend freezing several accounts while we quietly settle–”Another voice cuts in. “The debt issue is just as bad. Suppliers are already threatening to pull out. If we don’t renegotiate–”Even though I’m nodding my head at their words and questions, I am barely hearing what they're saying.All I can think about is Zaria Buckley.The image of her face keeps replaying in my mind. The way she looked when she walked after I threatened that fucking stupid guy at the

Zaria I’m laughing so hard my sides hurt as Jasper tells me about the time he almost embarrassed himself out of existence in college.“I swear to you,” he says between his own laughter, “I was two seconds away from sacrificing my dignity on those stairs. Diarrhea is not a joke.”I clutch the railing as we climb the stairs, still laughing, my eyes watering. “Please, stop. I can’t breathe,” I tell him, wiping my eyes. “Why would you even tell me that?”“Because if I have to live with that memory, someone else should suffer too,” he replies, grinning.For the first time in what feels like forever, my chest feels light. Not tight with worry or heavy with dread. Just… light. I didn’t realize how badly I needed this. Normal laughter. Normal company. Someone who isn’t trying to control, threaten, or break me. We reach the top of the staircase, and that’s when the fun ends. My gaze lands on my step mom.She’s standing a few steps away, her posture stiff, her eyes locked on me with a look so

Zaria I walk through the glass doors with my hands clasped in front of me, nerves fluttering restlessly in my stomach. It has been a few days since I last saw Dad, and after everything that has happened, I am not sure what kind of reception I am about to get. Last night still feels heavy on my chest. Samantha standing in my living room, her arms crossed, her voice firm as she told me she would take my place at work. That she would deal with Tristan King herself.I decided to let her have her way because I was too tired to fight anymore.This morning, I let myself sleep in for the first time in weeks. I even cooked lasagna, the kind Dad used to love before hospital food became his reality. I was just about to sit down and eat when Anita called.Her voice had been calm as she told me my dad was asking to see me. She also mentioned that they were aware Samantha is now working in my place. That part made my stomach twist.So here I am, walking into the place that always seems to drain me

TristanWhen I get home close to midnight, I already feel so irritated by how the night went. As I walk in, my house is quiet in the way only expensive spaces are. Neat and controlled. I loosen my tie as I walk in, shrugging off my jacket and tossing it onto the couch. My mind should be on work, on tomorrow’s meetings, on the dozens of things waiting for me at the office.Instead, all I see is brown eyes flashing with anger. Defiance. That damn fire she carries like a weapon.“Looks like someone had an eventful night.”I stop mid-step. Shane is sitting on the bar stool in the kitchen, a glass of whiskey in his hand, looking entirely too entertained for someone who broke into my house without warning.“What the fuck are you doing here?” I mutter.He grins. “Nice to see you too.”I walk past him and pour myself a drink. The burn of the alcohol does nothing to calm the restlessness crawling under my skin.“So,” Shane continues casually, watching me over the rim of his glass, “are you don

Zaria“Are you okay?”Jasper’s voice cuts through my spiraling thoughts, soft but concerned. I blink and realize I’ve stopped moving entirely. People are still dancing and laughing, yet all I can feel is that horrible awareness crawling up my spine.I scan the room, my heart thudding wildly as my eyes dart from face to face, searching for a tall, broad frame. Dark eyes. A cold smirk. I can’t see him, but I know he’s here. I can feel him watching. “I’m… I’m good,” I tell Jasper, but the words feel unconvincing. My attention keeps slipping. I swallow, then force myself to look at him properly. He’s still smiling warmly, completely unaware that my night has just been hijacked by a man who thrives on control.“I actually…” I hesitate, then exhale. “Would you like to get out of here? Somewhere quieter?”His eyebrows lift in surprise before he smiles. “Yeah,” he says quickly, like he’s afraid I’ll change my mind. “I’d really like that.”Good. Because I need to leave now. We weave our way t

ZariaThe bass from the speakers vibrates through the floor and straight into my bones as I lean against the cool surface of the bar. Colored lights are everywhere. Blue, red, purple, casting shadows over bodies pressed together, laughing, swaying, drinking like the world isn’t falling apart outside these walls.People who are dancing like they don’t have problems. Like they don’t wake up every morning with dread sitting heavy in their chest.I wrap my fingers around the glass in front of me, watching the ice slowly melt into the drink, watching strangers forget themselves one song at a time. The air smells like alcohol, perfume, sweat, and freedom. It’s loud, chaotic and alive.And for the first time in a week, I’m not in Tristan King’s office. I’m not at the hospital where my father’s judgmental eyes burn holes into me and stepmom is not making snarky comments about how I brought Tristan King’s wrath upon us all.It’s been exactly seven days since I started working for that evil bas