Novels by peacepelumimarchten

I'm dressed in a black turtleneck sweater that has a high neckline and long sleeves. The sweater is made of a soft, knit fabric and has a ribbed texture around the neck and cuffs. Then over the sweater, I'm wearing a beige high waisted, wide leg pants. I'm usually not a fan of high heels, it hurts my ankles like crazy, but my mom made me wear it because according to her, wearing heels makes one look classy and I have to look classy enough to be worthy of being married into the Griffins family. I almost gagged when she said that. The car arrived at the parking lot of a famous boutique that only the rich in our town went to, and my mom and Aya came down from the car."What are you waiting for? Get down." Mom snapped at me when I still sat in the car. We all came to the boutique for clothes shopping because we are having a family dinner with the Rover Pack and Aya said all the clothes I had was trash and not dinner worthy, so here we are.I came down from the car and trailed behind t

My feet was fixated on the ground as I tried to comprehend what my father just said. I examined his face properly, looking for a hint of joke or something but I found none, he had his usual stoic and cold expression on."What did you just say?" I asked, along with a dry chuckle. I was not amused at all.My dad looked away and returned to the living room to sit on one of the couches, and crossed his legs over each other, leaving me looking stupid on the staircase."The ripper has blatantly shown us that we are his next target. He killed Camilla and then attacked you in your bedroom, on your first day back in town, which means he has been monitoring you. Although you haven't been in town in almost a decade, everybody in Willow Heights knows that any pack the ripper warns, he makes sure to wipe them out in the next full moon. This all boils down to one thing, we are in desperate need of protection because I will not sit back and watch that bloody animal touch any of my pack members agai

Willow Heights. This is where I was born and bred. My hometown which is also popularly called, the werewolves town, because of the large number of werewolf packs living in it. Werewolf packs including mine, the Moonlight Pack, one of the most prestigious and respected packs in the town. One would think the town would be free of danger considering the large number of powerful wolves because that would mean we can protect ourselves but opposite is the case. Our town and the neighbouring ones has been under the attack of a terror, which is in the form of a werewolf, they call him "the ripper" because he kills werewolves by ripping out their hearts from their bodies. Nobody has seen his face. Nobody knows his identity, except that he is a very powerful werewolf and full of terror. The Alphas attempt to capture "the ripper" over the months has been futile even though he has killed so many werewolves already.Although I left Willow Heights the moment I turned eighteen, I know all these be