Novels by A.B PEN

NARAYA I spent a lot of time contemplating this idea. But the look of Roger's face—how he was behaving? It all told me I was winning.“Melissa would you like to hear how she took her revenge?” I said, dipping another sliced meat into my mouth.“Uh-hmm,” she nodded, eyes glowing.“After seeing all his betrayal, she—”Roger jerked, causing me to pause. His seats sent crashing back.The spoon in Melissa’s hand froze mid-air near her mouth. Silas dropped his next and the kids? They looked like they didn't recognise the man standing before them. I pressed my lips to stop a chuckle from escaping.Roger’s silver eyes narrowed, his fingers coiled into a fist. “Naraya I need to speak with you!” I dropped the fork in my hand carefully as I dapped the corner of my lips with the table cloth.“But—”“Shut up!” He growled. “I wasn't speaking to you!”The fork from Melissa's hand clattered on the golden plates. Her green eyes shot out.“I'm… I—” Roger stammered.“Alright. Who wants to play—” hi

Nadia's POV“Ouch,” a soft wince escaped my lips as I clutched my side.“Are you sure you are okay?” Adrian inquired, rushing to my side.I nodded, ignoring his hand for support. “I’m fine.”His brows arched downward with a twisted frown on his face, but he said nothing.We walked for a while, and just then I decided. “You go home… I have to go to the office.”“But you haven’t—”“I have a company to run… I have been away for a long while. I can’t afford to laze around at home.” I exhaled sharply. “As you can see, I’m fine. Isn’t that why we were discharged?”“You need rest,” he deadpanned, still holding the door to his car open.“I will rest when I get home,” I said, walking past him into one of his other cars, ordering the driver to head to the office.***The drive to the office lasted a short while, and to be sincere, I felt I should have taken Adrian’s advice as the stabbing pain in my abdomen refused to subside.“We are here, ma’am,” Eric called to my attention.“Thank you,” I mu

ROGER“Are the documents ready?”“Arh.. almost Alpha, in another day or two—”I dropped the phone to my leg, the sound of the car drive suppressing what that bastard had to say more.My hand stretched to the side of my head. Silas seemed to have noticed and slowed down the pace of the car.I picked it up again. “Just…just… You are fired.” “What? Alpha. Please. I—”Crack. I disconnected the call. Then sent a mind-link to Rhea.“Good evening boss. Are you forgetting—”“Just shut up and listen,” I hissed.She gulped and the line went silent. “Get a replacement for the new staff you hired and make sure his replacement is able to finalise the documents before the end of tomorrow.”“Sir?”“Do I need to repeat myself?” I said out loud.“No-no sir. I got it loud and clear.”“You need to relax, Alpha,” Silas mouthed. “VoxTin is already doing great.”“Tell that to the Lycan King,” I hissed.“Are you really sure he's coming to BloodMoon?”“That's what are intel said.”“Well it's being over two

ALPHA KILLIAN The air in the throne room was sharp and crisp, carrying the faint scent of polished wood and ink. Chairs were arranged strictly by rank, each position a reminder of hierarchy. I let the breeze from the open window stir my hair, casually observing the tension brewing between Blaise, my Beta, and Jasmine.“Are you really doing that?” Blaise asked, his voice calm but edged with warning. Jasmine had just delivered the weekly report on the contestants, and one name had caught my attention.Apparently, the girl was a noble’s daughter — and she had defended a defenseless haram at dinner. Not that I was easily impressed, but that kind of initiative deserved recognition."Blaise is right," Jasmine chimed in. "You don't have to do that.""I want to," I quickly responded. "Its only fair I reward her for her good deeds since her birthday is coming up in a few days. I see no harm in that.""Very well then,"Jasmine nodded. "I bet she'd be elated to hear this...I beg to take my leave

NARAYA “Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?” Zilla as she rolled into Roger's street.”I shook my head. “Don't worry I'll be fine.”She sighed, fixing her eyes on the road. “I just pray this works.”“I hope so too.”“If anything, call me. If the Pack enforcers won't help… we would involve the elders or pack Alphas or even the Lycan King himself.”A small laugh broke out of my lips. “The Lycan King?”“Yes!” He said. “Anything to stop his madness.The teacup slipped from my fingers. Hot tea splashed across the Queen of Xandview's hand. Gasps filled the royal hall. And just like that, I had destroyed my chances of becoming the Prince's bride."Never in my forty-two years of living have I felt so insulted." The was Elara's voice. My Mother. And right now she looked like she could bury me alive.Beside her sat Alpha Warlock of Veldran. King and Queen to the fourth most flourishing pack in the entire werewolf realms.And I, their dear Princess and only daughter had just dragg

NARAYAFinally, the heavens stopped laughing and closed its mouth, but still, the moon hid its face.Aunty Kayuta wrapped both arms around me, one hand rubbing slow circles over my back while my tears soaked into the shoulder of her wrapper.Beside us, Zoey knelt over a bucket, wringing rainwater from my clothes one shirt at a time. Each twist sent muddy water splashing onto the floor.No one spoke.The crackling fire was the only sound until another sob escaped my throat.“Raya. Raya!” Zilla's screams filled the air as she worked her key through the door. “You won't believe what happened,” she said, clicking the door shut, but when she turned around… a frown creased her face.“Did you trek back with your things on your head?” she asked, stepping through some of my things, water still dripping off them.She tossed her bag on the couch and pulled herself closer. Her lips parted, but no words came out. She exhaled, slapping her thigh. “Anyone want to tell me what's going on?”“Aunty Nara

Luca's POVI had Natalia bent over the edge of the bed, pounding into her from behind while Isabella knelt beside us, sucking on my balls and licking wherever she could reach.Natalia’s moans filled the penthouse suite, so loud and desperate.“Fuck, Luca! Honey...! Harder! Don’t stop!” she cried out, pushing her ass back against me.I gripped her hips tighter and slammed into her deeper, the sound of our bodies slapping together mixing with her screams.Sweat dripped down my chest as Isabella looked up at me with hungry eyes and shiny lips.“My turn, please,” she begged. “I need you too.”I pulled out of Natalia, my dick glistening with her juices, and pushed Isabella onto her back.I spread her legs wide and thrust into her in one hard stroke while she arched off the bed, moaning like a whore in heat.“Oh God, yes! You’re so deep!” Isabella gasped.Natalia didn’t wait. She climbed over Isabella’s face, lowering her pussy onto her mouth, and Isabella licked her eagerly while I fucked

Sophia's POVI stood there, momentarily frozen as he glared at me like I was garbage.“Breeding vessel...” My mouth opened before I could stop it. “Luca, I won't pretend to understand that because...”Slap.My head snapped to the side so fast I saw stars, and the taste of blood filled my mouth where my tooth cut my cheek.“Run your fucking mouth at me again,” he said, his voice dangerously quiet, “and see what happens. You're nothing but a fucking breeder. So do your job and shut up.”He walked out, and the door slammed behind him like a coffin lid closing on me.I just stood there with one hand pressed against my swelling cheek, the other still clutching that stupid paper he squeezed.My whole life I'd been so careful and studied extremely hard. Four years of pre-med, four years of medical school, I was only two months away from finishing my brutal surgical residency exams. I was “this” close to finally being a fully independent attending surgeon, free to save lives on my own terms.

Sophia's POVThe room beyond was dark except for a thin line of light through the curtains.At first my brain couldn't process what I was seeing, but then my eyes adjusted and the shapes resolved into something that made my stomach drop to my feet.A man sat in the corner of the room, bound to a chair with ropes. His head hung forward, chin resting on his chest, and I could see the rise and fall of his breath.He was alive, but that small relief evaporated when I took in the rest of him. His face was swollen beyond recognition, purple and red bruises blooming across his skin.Blood had dried from his nose and a cut above his eye. Both eyes were nearly swollen shut, and a dirty rag was stuffed between his lips, tied tight around his head.I should have screamed. I should have run. But my feet were cemented to the floor, and all I could do was stare at this human wreck while my mind screamed questions I couldn't answer.Who was he? What had Luca done to him? How long had he been...“Don

Sophia's POVPanic immediately seized me and my body reacted before my brain caught up as I kicked hard with both legs, catching whoever it was square in the chest.I heard a heavy grunt as the person flew backward, slamming into the wall with a thud.“Who the hell are you?” I hissed, scrambling back on the bed with my heart pounding like it would tear out of my chest.I could hear stumbling in the darkness, furniture knocking over, and my hand fumbled for the lamp on the nightstand.The lights flicked on and Luca stood there, breathing hard with his gray eyes blazing with fury. His tux jacket was gone, his shirt half unbuttoned, and his hair messed up. He looked drunk. Really drunk. And really pissed off.“Oh my God, Luca… I didn’t know it was you!” I rushed out with my hands up. “I’m sorry, I thought...”The slap came so fast I didn’t see it.His hand cracked across my face, sending me flying back onto the bed while pain spread across my cheek. I tasted blood.“You stupid bitch,” he

Sophia's POVThe smile on my face felt like a carefully constructed mask. That's the only way I can describe it. This mask on my face as I walked down what should be the aisle of my dreams.Every girl dreams about this day, right? The white dress, the flowers, and the man waiting at the end like Prince Charming finally found his Cinderella or whatever.Cinderella got a fairy godmother. I got whatever the opposite of that is. A demon godmother, maybe. One with really expensive taste in real estate.The chapel was beautiful, I'll give them that. With crystal chandeliers and fresh flowers everywhere. But here's the thing about beautiful settings. They can lie just as well as ugly ones. I've learned that the hard way.My father walked beside me with his arm stiff through mine like he'd rather be anywhere else. Probably planning his escape route.I couldn't blame him. If I had a choice, I'd be five states away right now, drinking something strong and forgetting this whole thing ever happen