Novels by Winner Charles

Hermosa pov"Why did you have to accept it?" Ragal paced through the room angrily."I had no choice — they were beginning to eat you alive." I gave a nonchalant excuse."No, you could have just listened." He frowned slightly, a bit worried about a challenge that hadn't even started yet."If I can't be someone they fear, then how will they respect me as queen?" I asked.He ran his fingers through his hair. "I won't forgive myself easily if anything happens to you.""Come on, have faith. I can do this.""It's not as easy as you say it is." He sat on the bed with me. "The challenge involves a lot of rules and etiquette — and etiquette is the first one on the list."I shrugged my shoulders. "I can do that easily. It's no biggy.""You don't get it." He held my shoulders firmly, a twist of pain flaming his eyes. "They will want to ruin you. Make sure you won't be queen."I touched his fingers on my shoulder. "I don't want to be queen — you did all this, so allow me to do this." I knew deep

Hermosa pov"I ...don't love you, Rapheal. Not anymore." I turn my eyes away from him as he allowed himself to be thrown out of the hall with no objection."All rise." Ragal motioned for the Elders to stand up.They stood up, still muttering amongst themselves, dusting their clothes.I watched them, a thick bile of hate spreading through my body as they took their seats.Ragal took his, while I stood up."An Omega can't rule us." They spoke in low tones, as if scared that Ragal might actually make them lose their position.There was nothing they feared more than losing that useless robe and power."Sshhh." He placed his hands on his lips, shutting them up."Come sit, my wife." He gestured for me to sit on his lap.What game was he playing? I looked at him carefully, to be sure I heard right.He looked dead serious about it. There was no way I would seriously sit there.Everyone was already looking at us. I couldn't care less — this was not what we planned on."Please, Hermosa." He sof

"Death for me couldn't be any better. I will kill Rowen before being dragged into that hellhole with him.""We have all seen the accused herself confess that she indeed laid her filthy hands on Rowen."He paused, looking towards my direction with absolute disgust.His eyes roamed through my skin like I was filth itself. I hate him, I hate this place, and definitely pack politics.I was called "filthy" simply because I didn't spread my legs wide for his Alpha like other women did.He moved past me to Rowen, his face twinkling with excitement, waiting to get his hands on me."Go on," the other Elders urged the speaker."On behalf of the Blackburn Pack, Hermosa is hereby asked to atone for her sins…" he stopped for a while, then continued, "in Rowen's pack."What had I been expecting? Some mercy or justice at last for someone like me? I sniff the tears threatening to fall. No, I wouldn't let them get to me.My eyes were becoming blurry as the guards rushed inside with handcuffs towards m

Hermosa Pov Rowen's face folds into a frown as he stood up from where he was seated.His bulging tummy not hiding underneath his clothes sticking out."This Omega attacked me, my Elders!" He points to my kneeling form on the floor.All the Elders nod their heads in approval of his statement, staring at one another."Then explain how she did it." Rapheal's calm and deep voice filled the room."You doubt an Alpha?" Rowen replied in a shaky voice. "Over thissss—""I don't." His deep voice filled the room. "We just want to know how exactly an Omega can beat a tough Alpha like you.""She just apologized." Rowen tightened his fist."That still doesn't make her guilty.""Tell us how."Rapheal probed further. "She attacked me with those fingers of hers, clawing at my skin and drawing blood."My heart caught in my chest. I didn't realize what I had done that day.I had blacked out with no memory of what happened.Found myself on the hospital bed."It's not possible. She's an Omega. Everyone i

Hermosa Pov He held my shoulder as we passed by the garden to the other side of the pack house. A place I hadn't been before. The hall was huge, towering before me. Each stone placed around the other was magnificent. It spread so wide that I was surely going to get lost if I walked alone. His grip tightened on my shoulder, whispering in my ear. "Make sure you do everything right to get convicted of the crime." Why was he interested now, in the trial, today of all days? I didn't trust him not to have something up his sleeve. "Do you think I will do that?" I say quietly as we reached the building. "Of course, you will." He pinched my shoulder. I move away from him, rubbing myself. "That's exactly how I will kill her. Just a tiny potion," and he snapped his fingers, "she dissolves into thin air." "Touching her will mean incurring Ragal's wrath!" I yell at him, afraid that what he said might just be the truth. He smirked at me. "No, Hermosa, that won't happen, because t

Hermosa Power was what ruled the world, and without it you are completely useless. Even the king, as upright as he looked, couldn't overturn the council's judgment. I would have to kneel and crawl, begging for mercy I didn't deserve, simply because I had nothing. Life is cruel. I saw the figure of the head maid in the mirror. I hadn't thrown enough soap in her eyes — that was why she was still standing there in her maid uniform, staring at me. *I guess someone hasn't learned their lesson.* I spun around quickly. "Of course I did," she said with sarcasm, "but I can't allow you to prepare alone for the trial of your life." I shook my head. "I am fine on my own. Just leave." "Unfortunately, I can't." She stood her ground. "The king's orders." I wondered whether he had actually sent her or she was imposing herself on me. I had no strength to argue, so I allowed her to dress me. First it was my hair. She dragged and dragged the poor thing out, claiming it was to relax it. I frowne