Novels by Ufuoma Daniel

Elara..I woke to silk sheets and the scent of cedar. My head throbbed, memories crashing back in impossible fragments—glowing eyes, claws, Kael moving faster than humanly possible. The word that kept echoing: “mate”"You're awake." Kael sat in a chair beside the bed, still in his blood-spattered suit, looking like sin and violence. "Don't scream. Please don't scream."I sat up slowly, my throat burning where the rogue's claws had been. Bandaged now. "You're a werewolf.""Yes.""Nyx is a werewolf.""Yes.""And those men who attacked us—""Rogues. Werewolves without packs, usually criminals." He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, and the vulnerability in his posture didn't match the predator I'd seen. "I'm sorry you found out this way. I was going to tell you, eventually. When you were ready."Hysteria bubbled up. "When would I have been ready to learn my boss is a supernatural creature? Was there a memo I missed? 'By the way, your one-night stand can turn into a wolf'?""I don't t

Elara..I arrived at Kael's office at 7:45 AM, determined to prove I was more than capable. Professional. Untouchable. I'd chosen a navy suit that was conservative enough to armor me against his heated stares but tailored enough to remind him I wasn't some frightened girl he could intimidate.His executive assistant's desk—my desk now—was positioned directly outside his office like a sentinel post. I'd barely set down my bag when his door opened."You're early." Kael leaned against the doorframe, looking unfairly devastating in charcoal gray, his tie slightly loosened like he'd already been working for hours. "Good. We need to go over the board meeting strategy."I followed him inside, notepad ready, determined to be the perfect assistant. Professional. Competent. Absolutely not thinking about how those hands had—"Stop it." His voice cut through my thoughts."Stop what?""Whatever you're thinking that's making you blush." He rounded his desk, those silver eyes pinning me in place.

Elara..My back hit the floor-to-ceiling window as Kael Blackwood stalked toward me, and I realized with horrifying clarity that I'd made a catastrophic mistake. Not sleeping with him, though that was definitely up there, but thinking I could escape the consequences."Mr. Blackwood," I managed, hating how breathless I sounded. "I can explain""Explain?" His laugh was dark velvet over steel. He stopped inches away, close enough that his scent, cedar and something wild I couldn't name made my head spin. "You're going to explain why you left three hundred dollars on my nightstand like I was some kind of escort?"Heat flooded my face. "I thought... I didn't know who you were. I just—""You just what?" He braced one hand on the glass beside my head, caging me in. "Decided to insult the most powerful CEO in North America? Brilliant career move, Miss Sterling."The way he said my name, like he'd memorized it sent shivers down my spine. This was wrong. He was my potential boss. I needed t

Elara ..The bedroom door swung open before I could stop it, and the world I'd carefully held together for three years exploded into a thousand irreparable pieces.My husband was in our bed. With my sister.I stood frozen in the doorway, designer heels dangling from my fingers, the migraine that had sent me home early from the charity gala suddenly insignificant compared to the nausea clawing up my throat. They hadn't even heard me enter. Vivienne's perfectly manicured nails raked down Marcus's back while he—"Oh God, Elara!" Vivienne shrieked, scrambling for the sheets. But she wasn't embarrassed, no, my beautiful, perfect sister was smirking. "This is awkward."Marcus didn't even have the decency to look ashamed. He rolled off her, casually reaching for his pants like I'd interrupted a business meeting instead of my marriage. "Elara. We need to talk.""Talk?" The word came out strangled. My chest felt like someone had reached inside and crushed my lungs. "You're in our bed. With