Novels by Jimoh Omowumi

TRISTANI wasn’t supposed to do that.The moment I told Yelena what I did, I knew it. I saw it in Yelena’s eyes, it wasn't anger or even hatred, but pure disappointment.That look has been sitting on my chest since yesterday like a heavy stone.Shit! I messed up.I ruined a small, quiet moment she was having with her best friend just because I couldn’t control my own damn emotions. I thought I was protecting her. That was what I told myself but deep down, I knew the truth.I was jealous.And jealousy makes even an Alpha look stupid. I wanted to be there for her.Though Nyra had been there before me. She had grown with Yelena. Laughed with her. Cried with her. How did I think I could come between that?I was supposed to respect her, the way I respected Yelena. Instead, I let my emotions speak.So here I was.In a private lounge, drinking something bitter that burned my throat and tasted worse than regret.I was going to fix it.I was going to beg Nyra. I would lower my head if that was

MARIEI came back to this city because of my brother and especially because of... my love.It wasn't for the big house that never felt like home. It was because they chose to stay here and I wondered if we were ever going to stay at our pack permanently again.Even though my brother stayed because of Yelena.I still don’t understand why he kept chasing a woman who locked her heart tight and threw away the key. Last night proved it again.The tension in his scent. The way the walls almost shook when he slammed his door.Fresh fight. Same story.They were exhausting.Thank the moon I was done with that kind of love.Loving Daniel felt easier and softer like warm fur against cold skin.I should have returned to my place days ago, but my mum wouldn’t allow it. She pinned me down like I was still a child.She made me cook, she made me arrange things, she made me practice how to stand beside her like some shiny trophy while she smiled too wide at her expected guests who would be staring at

YELENA“What the hell do you want, Jackson?!”My voice came out sharp, low, the kind that made nearby nurses slow down for a second before pretending they heard nothing. In this city, raised voices were normal. Wolves argued. Wolves fought. Wolves loved hard and hated harder.But I wasn’t in the mood for any of it.Just because he was my best friend’s man didn’t mean I would swallow rubbish from him. Nyra might forgive like the moon forgives the tide... soft, quiet, and endless. I didn’t.What did he do? It was no different from Tristan.Two dominant wolves. Two men who thought they knew better. Who thought control meant protection.“Please, just listen to me,” Jackson said.I let out a dry scoff. “What do you want to say? That you’re sorry? That you didn’t mean to block me? That you were just protecting her?”He blinked, caught off guard.“How did you know that’s what I was going to say?”Interesting.I folded my arms slowly.“Because that’s who you and Tristan are. You think you ca

YELENAFor one crazy second, I imagined ripping his head clean off.My wolf pushed forward, her teeth aching, her claws begging to break skin.But he was an Alpha.Even if I bit him, it wouldn’t matter. His skin would heal before my anger cooled. That only made it worse.“I-I know what I did was wrong… just find it in your heart for...”“Enough!” I snapped.My voice cracked through the car like thunder. Claire stirred in my arms, her body shifting against my chest. I instantly softened, patting her back, pressing my cheek to her hair until she settled again.Then I turned back to him.To Tristan.“How dare you?” My voice dropped low, and I was shaking. “How dare you, Tristan? Why would you do that? Do you even hear yourself when you speak?”His jaw tightened. Even sitting down, he looked large. Dominant. The air around him was heavy, pressing against my skin. That Alpha presence. The kind that made others lower their heads.Not me.“You almost ruined the most beautiful thing in my lif

YELENAIt had been one week since the attack.Seven days.Seven long nights of checking every shadow twice. Of waking up at the smallest sound. Of breathing in the air before stepping outside just to make sure no strange scent was hiding close by.Nyra and Evelyn were recovering well. Nyra’s cheek had almost returned to normal, the swelling gone, only a faint mark left behind like a reminder of how close we came to losing her.The clinic was still a mess, but it was coming back to life slowly. Workers moved in and out every day. The sound of drills, hammers, and breaking walls filled the air where patients’ voices used to be.It hurt to see it like that.But I refused to let it die.The police had captured two of the men who attacked Nyra. Not the boss. Not his right-hand man. Just two fools who weren’t smart enough to run far.They were detained.Everything on them was taken. Cash, phones, fake IDs. Some of that money was now being used to fix what they destroyed. It felt good in a

YELENAIt felt like the world had cracked open and I was standing right in the middle of it.First, the attack.I still didn’t understand it.One minute I was walking back from work, the night air thick with smoke and rain, the streetlights flickering like they were scared too. The next minute, he was there. A shadow. A growl. A hand at my throat before I could even shift.“You don’t even know what you did,” he had snarled, his eyes glowing gold in the dark. “I’m taking revenge.”Revenge for whom?I never got the answer.Tristan came out of nowhere that night. I didn’t even have my phone. I didn’t remember dropping it. I didn’t remember screaming, but he showed up as he felt it in his bones.When I asked him how he found me, he only said, “I felt you.”I didn’t ask again.Still, I hated that he had to save me.So when I saw that same wolf days later, lurking behind the clinic, watching like a coward... I didn’t think twice. I was tired. Angry. My wolf was already close to the surface

DAZE"Felda… you did this.""You killed my mate and ran away with my pup!"“Ahhhhh!” I screamed, my claws digging into the wall until it cracked. Pain shot up my arms, but I didn’t care. Nothing mattered anymore. My chest heaved with rage, grief, and a thousand thoughts I couldn’t control. I could feel the world spinning, yet nothing could touch the fire in my blood.King Finnian was there, trying to calm me down, but I barely noticed him. Everyone had come after the news reached them. They had heard my mate was dead. Her sister had been crying since the day it happened, blaming herself for leaving her behind. King Finnian held her in his arms, murmuring soft words I didn’t want to hear. Her parents had been grieving too, silent and broken, their tears were like knives stabbing at the emptiness I felt.I went mad the next day when I saw my mate in cold blood. I saw the ruin she had left behind, my guards were slaughtered like lambs, their lifeblood was painting the earth. I ran thro

FELDAEverything she said kept ringing in my head like a curse I couldn’t shake off. Elsa… in labour… dying. The words sank into me slowly, like cold water sliding down my spine. I blinked and looked up, expecting to still see Emora standing there, crying, begging, and breaking. But she was gone.My heart jumped.“Emora?” My voice cracked. “Emora!”I rushed out of the cave like something was chasing me. My feet hit the wet forest ground, and I didn’t care that branches tore at my skin. I pushed through tall grass and thick bushes, shouting her name again and again.“Emora! Please, where are you?! Come back to me!”My voice echoed into the trees like a frantic animal. I searched like a madwoman, turning left and right, dragging my fingers through the dark leaves as if I could pull her out of them.I shouldn’t have said those things to her. I shouldn’t have slapped her. I shouldn’t have called her a snake. What was wrong with me? Why did I always push away the only person who stayed? Wa

FELDAI didn’t understand why she wouldn’t leave me alone. Why did none of them ever stop touching what should’ve been dead years ago? They all wanted me broken, torn apart, crawling in the dirt while they watched and laughed. But the Moon Goddess had her own plans. She kept me alive, not because she loved me… but because of Emora.If that girl hadn’t sneaked out that night, if she hadn’t poured that bitter antidote down my throat while everyone wanted me gone, I would’ve died from the poison. A slow, burning death. Maybe that would’ve given them peace.So I stayed alive. Because one soft-hearted girl disobeyed her orders.I shouldn’t have been surprised when I later heard everything, every lie, every poison, every betrayal was caused by Velin. I had always known she had a hand in it. Arianna wouldn’t work for anyone without a bigger monster behind her. Velin was that monster. I wished her dead a thousand times over. I wished the ground would swallow her bones.When she finally paid t

ELSAI hadn’t had peace of mind since the moment I learned the truth about what we’d done to Queen Felda. I found out from her maid that she was the one who had truly saved Daze. She had given up her only chance at happiness for him. And Daze didn’t know. He probably hated her so much that he wished she’d died instead… He never wanted me to speak her name.Guilt gnawed at me every day, heavy and relentless. I couldn’t undo the wrong, I couldn’t erase the past, but maybe… maybe I could ask for forgiveness. If it were even possible.I sent men to find her, careful that Daze never knew. They tracked her to a remote cave. When I learned she was alive, my heart ached and swelled at the same time. She had survived alone, abandoned by everyone even her family, the people she trusted. She was stronger than I could have ever imagined.I wrote her a letter, pouring everything out. I told her what I knew about her, how grateful I was for all she’d done, how I had betrayed her. At the end, I aske

ISOLDE I couldn’t believe this day had finally come. I never thought I would feel this kind of happiness, this kind of ending that felt like a dream I was too scared to speak aloud. I had always imagined being with Finnian, yes, but never imagined standing beside him as a queen. The thought made my chest tighten and my heart flutter.He had insisted we marry before his coronation, and as always, the elders had no choice but to obey. They muttered among themselves, their anger barely hidden, but it didn’t matter. I thought we had freedom... freedom to choose whom we wanted as long as they wanted us but Finnian had shown me that fate had already chosen for us.The maids fussed over me as I sat in front of the mirror, letting them dress me in the red royal gown Finnian had chosen. It shimmered with gold stones, catching the light with every movement, reflecting the kind of elegance only a queen could carry. I was silent, letting them braid and twist my hair, letting their hands prepare

ISOLDEI closed the door quietly, expecting the familiar face of one of my maids, but it wasn’t them, it was Finnian. Standing there, framed in the doorway, my chest clenched at the sight. I didn’t want to see him. I wasn’t ready.“Let me in, Isolde,” he said, frustration bleeding into his voice, his power barely contained in the room. I hesitated. But then, my curiosity won over my pride, and I opened the door. He stepped inside, cautious at first, then bold, reaching as if to touch me.“I-Isolde…” His voice was soft, almost pleading.“What are you doing here, Finnian?” I asked, keeping my tone steady, though my heart thudded against my ribs. He raised a brow, a flicker of impatience passing over his features.“You’re asking what I’m doing in my mate’s chamber?”My lips pressed into a thin line. “So now… You remember I’m your mate, after a moon of anger and… forgetfulness? I didn’t even know we’d see each other again,” I said quietly, sadness slipping into my words. I saw the guilt f