BOURNEMOUTH SHIFTER ACADEMY
In Bournemouth, your wolf determines your worth.
Silver Lycans rule the kingdom. Golden Wolves control its politics. White Wolves are worshipped as children of the Moon Goddess, while Black Wolves dominate its wealth.
And at the very bottom are the mixed-bloods.
The unwanted. The impure. The wolfless.
Nessa Rowan has spent her entire life knowing exactly where she stands.
Born from her father's affair and treated like a disgrace by the family that should have protected her, she's learned to survive by keeping her head down at Bournemouth Shifter Academy.
Until Zane Blackwood chooses her.
The Crown Prince of Bournemouth is a Silver Lycan, a star Rugby player, a notorious biker, and the academy's most shameless playboy. He's also already promised to a powerful White Wolf heiress, a marriage he wants nothing to do with.
So Zane makes a reckless decision. He claims Nessa as his mate turning the entire hierarchy of Bournemouth upside down.
Suddenly, the girl everyone looked down on becomes the most hated girl in the academy. Zane's former lovers want her gone. His betrothed wants revenge. And Nessa is trapped pretending to be the mate of the one boy she's spent years learning to fear.
Because Zane may have chosen her for his own reasons... But the closer they get, the harder it becomes to tell where the fake ends and the obsession begins.
And Nessa is about to discover that being wolfless doesn't necessarily mean being powerless.
Sometimes, the most dangerous wolf is the one nobody can see coming.
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Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY THREEA wave of heat rushed straight into Nessa's face, making her cheeks burn. She wished the marble floor would split open and swallow her whole right then and there.Zane struck his lighter, the small flame briefly illuminating the sharp angles of his jawline and cheekbones."It isn't as though I find you particularly tempting," he stated flatly. The words should have offered her a sense of relief, but instead, they landed like a cold slap, leaving her thoroughly humiliated."Not that it changes anything," he added, exhaling a thin stream of gray smoke toward the high ceiling."You look completely terrified every single time I step within two feet of you."Nessa stared down at the green silk clutched in her hands, her heart pounding even harder. Because he wasn't wrong. She was terrified.Not because she believed he would physically strike her, but because she had no idea how to survive his presence.Zane Blackwood completely dominated every single room he entered, every conversation, ev
Last Updated: 2026-09-08
Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY TWO"Breathe," he commanded softly, his lips so close the warmth of his breath brushed her cheek. "Stop draining the color from your face. Your skin is already pale enough, there's nowhere left for the blood to retreat." His fingers slid upward, cupping the edge of her jawline. He tilted her face upward, forcing her to look straight into his eyes. She couldn't move. She couldn't draw a coherent thought. Every single word in her mind seemed to evaporate under the crushing weight of his presence. His gaze flicked down to her lips for a fraction of a second before returning to her eyes. "There it is," he whispered smoothly. "That exact look." He held her jaw firmly for one more long, suspended second. Then, just as suddenly as he had invaded her space, he let go, sat back, and pushed his door open as if the interaction had never occurred at all. "Come along then," he said effortlessly, stepping out into the crisp morning sunlight. "Let's go buy you a proper set of clothes."
Last Updated: 2026-09-04
Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY ONENessa slipped into the leather back seat without uttering a single word. Zane slid in right behind her, the heavy vehicle door shutting with a solid, airtight thud that cut off the quiet morning outside. As the sedan pulled smoothly away from the curb, Nessa kept her eyes locked straight ahead, refusing to look back at Talia’s house, she simply couldn't bring herself to face it.Zane leaned back into the dark leather upholstery and reached inside his tailored coat. The sleek lighter clicked on his second try, a small flame catching as he pulled a slow drag from a cigarette. He cracked the side window just a fraction, letting a thin trail of smoke drift out into the cool air."You don't smoke," he observed, his silver eyes fixed on the misty road ahead. "So I won't bother offering."A heavy silence stretched between them before he broke it again."Have you eaten anything yet?""I'm not hungry."He let out a short, breathy exhale through his nose. "And yet you'd happily be anywhere
Last Updated: 2026-09-04
Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTYThe vehicle slowed its pace, coming to a smooth stop along a quiet residential street in the lower Black wolf district.The houses here were modest and well-kept, the kind of neighborhood where families left their porch lights on in the evening and knew their neighbors by name.It was nothing like the sprawling, gated estates Zane had grown up moving between. Or his house at the upper district of the Silver estate. "This is the residence, my prince."Zane looked out the tinted window at the two-story house for a moment, his expression entirely unreadable.Then he stepped out of the back seat without waiting for his driver to open the door for him.He walked up the front flagstone path and knocked twice against the heavy wooden door.There was immediate movement inside. Muffled voices. The brief sound of someone telling someone else to grab the door, followed by quick, approaching footsteps.The door swung open.Talia's mother stood on the threshold. She looked at him, taking in his
Last Updated: 2026-09-03
Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY NINEThe phone almost slipped from her numb fingers.Then she read another; *Some wolfless strays really don't know their place in this kingdom.**House Rowan should be thoroughly ashamed.*And another.Then, without warning, the wall-mounted television in the corner of the Talia's room flickered, a stark, high-priority news banner crawling rapidly across the bottom of the display.Nessa turned her head slowly toward the screen.Talia, who she had assumed was still fast asleep beside her, was already sitting up against the headboard, her knees pulled tightly to her chest as she watched the monitor.She had been awake for a while.The news anchor spoke in rapid, hushed tones, shuffling paper documents before the feed abruptly cut to a crowded press podium. Flashbulbs went off in blinding, chaotic waves.Reporters were packed together so tightly that the hall looked like a wall of shouting faces and straining microphones.And then Zane stepped out onto the platform.Nessa sat up straight a
Last Updated: 2026-09-03
Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHTNessa didn't wait to figure out the unreadable expression on her friend's face. She pulled open the passenger door and slid into the seat, staring straight ahead at the rainy windshield, the cold leather pressing against her back through her damp uniform.She heard the faint sound of Talia steadying herself outside, taking a long, deliberate breath. Then Talia got into the driver's side and shut the door without saying a word.After a long pause, Talia turned the key, the engine roaring to life.The ride across the boundaries was painfully quiet. Neither girl uttered a single word.The city lights swept past the windows in long, blurred streaks of silver and gold, illuminating Nessa's tear-stained face for a fleeting second before plunging her back into darkness.Talia kept throwing side glances at her, but every time she looked over, Nessa appeared even more broken, as if she were trying to physically shrink and disappear into the passenger seat."Nessa...""Don't."The word came ou
Last Updated: 2026-09-03
CHASING HIS ABANDONED EX-WIFE
A drunk-driving hit-and-run destroys more than one life—it destroys a marriage.
Blamed for a tragedy she never caused, Daisy Donovan is forced to sign divorce papers by the only man she has ever loved. Pregnant, abandoned, and shattered, she makes one last desperate plea... only for Cooper Hutchinson to tell her she should have gotten rid of their baby.
Five years later, Daisy returns to New York as a world-renowned fashion designer—beautiful, successful, and no longer the woman he left behind. But she's not alone. Another billionaire now stands by her side, ready to protect the woman Cooper failed to cherish.
Too late, Cooper realises divorcing Daisy was the greatest mistake of his life. Now he'll do anything to win back the ex-wife he never stopped loving.
But buried family secrets, shocking betrayals, and a past built on lies threaten to destroy their second chance.
Will Cooper's regret be enough... or has he lost Daisy forever?
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Chapter: Two Broken StoriesDaisy's POVMy heart stopped. I felt it stutter in my chest and then go still, and for one long, terrible moment, I couldn't breathe.He was here.Bradley Moretti was sitting in the back seat of the car he'd sent for me, looking at me like he'd been waiting his whole life for this exact moment. His dark hair was slightly dishevelled, like he'd run his fingers through it. His suit was black—immaculate, perfectly cut. And his eyes—His eyes were on me.What is he doing here?The question slammed into my chest, urgent and panicked. I'd agreed to a car. A driver. Not him. I wasn't prepared for him. I wasn't ready for this.And yet.And yet I couldn't move.He just watched me from the back seat, a slow smile spreading across his face. Then he lifted his hand—just a small wave, almost boyish—and raised one eyebrow."Are you going to stand there all morning?" His voice carried through the open door, low and warm and teasing. "Or are you going to get in?"I wanted to run. I wanted to turn aro
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Chapter: Too Close To The FireDaisy's POV"Miss Donovan."Bradley’s voice came through low and a little rough, warm enough to feel deliberate. There was a quiet smile tucked inside it, the kind that made the simple sound of my name feel like it had been chosen carefully.“Mr. Moretti,” I managed.A soft pause.“Hope I didn’t wake you.”“No,” I said. “I was still up.”“Good.” The word carried a low, pleased hum. “I’ve been thinking about that collection of yours. The way it moved. The way you stood there when the words wouldn’t come. Most people force something empty in moments like that. You didn’t. That’s rare.”Heat climbed the back of my neck. I sat down on the edge of the bed, free hand pressing into the mattress.“Thank you,” I said. “That means a lot coming from you.”I hesitated, then asked the question that had been sitting at the front of my mind since the moment the unknown number appeared.“How did you get my number?”There was a soft, almost lazy smile in his voice when he answered.“I’m very resourcef
Last Updated: 2026-10-02
Chapter: My Fake BoyfriendDaisy's POV "Who is he?" I asked. "What's his name?" My father paused. "You'll find out when you meet him." Another pause. "Trust me, Daisy. I've chosen well." You'll know when you see him. I almost laughed. Because I did know exactly what my father was doing. He'd found someone suitable. Someone with a good name, a good family, a good future. Someone who wasn't Cooper Hutchinson. Someone who would make me forget. But I didn't want to forget. The words came out before I could stop them. "Dad—" My voice caught. I pressed the phone harder to my ear. "I can't go on the date." "Why not?" "Because—" I closed my eyes, pressing the onesie against my chest. "Because I'm seeing someone." Silence. "You're what?" "I'm seeing someone." The lie grew teeth. "I have been for a while. I just—I didn't want to say anything until I was sure." "Sure of what?" "Sure that it was serious." I don't know why I said that. That's not true. I knew exactly why. My father was about to hand me over to
Last Updated: 2026-10-02
Chapter: A Date I Never Asked ForDaisy's POVThe apartment was quiet when I let myself in.I kicked off my heels at the door and padded barefoot across the hardwood, the cold seeping through my feet. My legs ached. My back ached. My face ached from smiling at strangers who'd wanted to congratulate me, photograph me, tell me how wonderful I was.I wanted to crawl into bed and sleep for a week.But first, I needed to breathe.I poured myself a glass of wine and sank onto the couch. The window looked out over the city, and I watched the lights flicker in the distance. Milan at night. Beautiful. Lonely.Bradley’s voice still lingered in my head—"Come with me"—low and warm enough to feel like a hand at the small of my back. Natalie had been nearly vibrating, insisting he was flirting, that a man like that didn’t look at a woman the way he had looked at me unless he wanted more than conversation. I told myself it wasn’t true. I didn’t want it to be true. I'd spent five years building walls, and I wasn't about to let a man
Last Updated: 2026-09-16
Chapter: A Beautiful TrapDaisy's POV"Where, exactly are you asking me to come with you?" I asked, buying myself a second to think, to breathe, to remember how words worked."I know a place." His voice was easy now, warmer, like the dark had already been decided somewhere behind those eyes. "Small. Family-run. The kind of place that doesn't care who you are, which is exactly why I like it. They do this braised short rib that will ruin every other meal you've ever eaten for you, and a tiramisu the owner's mother makes from a recipe she won't even give to her own daughter."For half a second, I let myself picture it. Candlelight. His voice low across a small table. The city going quiet outside the window.Then I caught myself."I can't," I said.Something flickered across his face—not quite disappointment, more like mild curiosity, like I'd surprised him, and he wasn't used to being surprised.I looked at him—really looked. At the expensive suit and the perfect smile and the eyes that seemed to see straight thr
Last Updated: 2026-09-14
Chapter: The Revenge He CarriesDaisy's POVHe was close now. Close enough that I could see the details I'd missed before. The tiny lines at the corners of his eyes. The faint shadow of stubble along his jaw. The deep burgundy of his tie, matched with a precision that felt almost deliberate, like everything about him had been considered twice.He stopped in front of me.Natalie made a sound somewhere between a gasp and a squeak. Her grip on my arm tightened like she was preparing to launch into orbit.Bradley didn't look at her. He looked only at me. His eyes swept over my face, and there was something in them—something that made my skin prickle with awareness."Give us the room, would you?" He said it casually, like he was asking for a glass of water. But there was steel beneath it. Authority.Natalie let go of me like I was on fire. “I—of course. Yes. Absolutely.” She reached out and gently took the crystal award from my hands. “I’ll hold this for you.” She was already backing away, throwing me a look that sai
Last Updated: 2026-09-09
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