Novels by Hope

CyhileniaOne minute I was dead and the next minute I woke up with the face of another. If it were a rebirth, I would have understood. But this wasn’t. I was sure my face got swapped because my body felt the same.Same scars under the skin. Same aches from the accident.I kept staring at the mirror on the wall adjacent to the bed I laid on. Silver hair, did my hair get dyed?I was wearing Summer Varye’s face.This hospital felt familiar too. It belonged to Dr. Paedyn. But then, she was nowhere to be found. It got worse because my attempt to leave and see my daughter only had me in restraints, with nurses claiming I was going berserk. I’d demanded to see Paedyn at least. But they wouldn’t listen. Rather, they were respectful, claiming I needed to rest my head.Then he showed up and time literally stopped.Logan Dorne.He filled the doorway like a storm that forgot how to be gentle. Tall. Broad shoulders straining the black coat he wore like armor. Dark hair, slightly messy, lik

LOGANShe gave up the crown just so she becomes worthless to me. Overnight.Two months ago, Supreme Pack’s heiress walked into my study with her father’s tears and my father’s greed.Summer Varye. Pure wolf. Silver hair, gold eyes, scent of moonflower and submission.She didn’t look at me. Her hands shook as she pressed the marriage contract to my desk.“Sign it,” Lord Varye begged. “20 million debt cleared. North Territory access. Alliance against rogues. She’s your problem now.”Summer Varye stared at the wall like she was already dead.I read the terms once. "Must produce heir within 1 year. Blood oath binding. Death does not void. Standard pack politics, cold and transactional.I signed without a second thought. My blood hissed on the parchment.Then she whispered, so soft I almost missed it: “I hope you choke on it, logan dorne.”That was the last thing she ever said to me before she disappeared.Then three days later, news hit every pack channel: "Supreme Heiress Summer Varye a

Cyhilenia "Babe, your desperate ex, keeps coming back" she cussed, disgusted and the guests around them burst into laughter like It was some entertainment but I didn't mind.He kissed her right in front of me and whispered; "let me handle her"I swallowed, knowing the worst could happen but then he'd never abandon her, our daughter.Garett left averia and then crouched in front of me. His dark eyes that meant safety, now meant danger, stared down.And for everyone to hear, he said;“You think I don’t see what this is, Cyhilenia?”My body shook but I held his gaze, panting hard.“You’re using a sick child to get me back. Same trick you used six years ago. Pathetic. You’re human trash birthing human trash.”"Garett, I would never...""Stop. She’s not my daughter. A defective like that? That's no blood of mine. You probably slept with a stray to get pregnant. That’s why she’s dying. Your sin, not my problem.”He stood, fixes his cufflink, and faced everyone while I was shattered by hi

Cyhilenia“Will I die, Mom?”My shoulders jumped to my ears as her voice was smaller than the ICU beeping.I pressed my forehead to the glass and lied just to give her a hope I wasn't even sure existed.“No, baby. Not today...not ever. I promised you, remember? Mommy keeps her promises.”Inside, my little moon sat on the hospital bed, six years old, too pale and fragile.I tried not to burst into tears. She has my hair, my eyes but her ears are pointed.There were furs at the tops and a little wolverine tufts that twitched when she was scared.She had garett's curse and his bloodline. The very reason the supreme pack called her “defective.”Recalling his name only awakened a scar in me.She coughed and blood stained the white sheets. My hands trembled as I turned to look at the nurse and doctor paedyn in the room.Then she whispered, “Is Daddy coming? He said he’d save me. Will he bring the medicine?” I forced a smile as my nails dug into my palms until I bled, because staying stron