Novels by Isabelle Garcia

FionaOrion.It can’t be. It’s impossible. He burned. I saw the flames consume him. I watched that fire eat through every piece of him until there was nothing left.But those eyes… I’d know them anywhere.The warrior beside me grips his sword tighter. “Should I pursue, Luna?”I couldn’t even answer. My lips parted, but the words refused to come out of it. In that moment of fear and hesitation, the figure turns and it vanishes into the fog behind the tree lines, disappearing as if the forest swallowed it whole.“Wait—!” I take a step forward, but the warrior’s hand catches my arm.“Whatever that was, it is gone now, Luna,” he says, scanning the area cautiously. “It might’ve even been a stray rogue.”No. No. I shook my head absentmindedly. It wasn't. I can still feel it—the weight of that gaze, the silent accusation buried in those eyes. It’s……terrifying. By the time we get back to the pack house, the image of that wolf has somehow burned itself into my mind like a scar that refuses to

FionaIt didn't take long before the untouched parts of the pack house were swallowed by the fire. Lucian’s arms were wrapped around me, but it was to prevent me from running inside because I would have. My heart sank, sheer horror and shock gripped me at the same time. The crushing weight of knowing nothing could be done settled deep inside me. My chest convulsed, lungs seizing as though I too was being swallowed alive. I wanted to run to him—to do something at least, but Lucian’s firm arms around my waist prevented me. “No…” I whimpered like a kitten, the word was nothing but air, fragile and pitiful. Tears violently blurred my vision, but I could bring myself to look away. Every second stretched into eternity. Guilt dug its claws into my side, whispering that I should have stopped this, that love was supposed to protect—that I was supposed to protect him just as he had always protected me. “There’s nothing anyone could have done, Fiona. The fire couldn’t be stopped even if w

FionaMaddox’s wolf continued to squeal and whimper as it kicked and jumped around in the fire that now locked away his fur. That, however, was just background noise to Lucian and Orion. The two glared down at one another with an intensity that spoke volumes of promised violence, death even. Lucian’s gaze burned with an intensity that made my soul quiver, even though his aggression wasn’t directed at me. “Lucian, please, listen to me,” my voice came out in a stammer, but I pushed on, taking causations steps closer to him. “We don’t have time for this. Orion is on your side.”“He wasn’t on my side when he sent those rogues through my border. He’s a f*cking traitor, Fiona.”“He was blinded by rage, and did it all out of anger. He wasn’t thinking straight…”“Tell me, Fiona, why was he raged, and since when has hatred been eating him from the inside?” He asked, jaw clenched as he stalked forward. “This bastard has been pretending to be loyal to me all these years, and you’re taking his

Fiona“Lucian!” I cried, dodging balls of fire, falling from the ceiling as I hurried towards them. The wall of fire wasn’t enough to stop me from diving through to get hold of whoever was brutalizing my mate. The moment I crossed the inferno into the mostly untouched part of the room, anger coiled through me. Kneeling over Lucian, was an evil figure, wiping his victim’s blood off his blade with his tongue. Maddox. “Look who has the last laugh, you fool,” he laughed. He mustn’t have noticed or heard me enter from all the noise of the ceiling crash and roaring flames. But I was quick to give him a notice. I landed a blow I thought was fatal on the side of his face from behind. Maddox grunts, falling off Lucian’s bleeding body. A whimper automatically escapes me as I knelt beside him, taking his hand in mine. I don’t waste time anymore despite the overwhelming force clenching my heart. Tears stream down my cheeks, and I’m blinded by it as I scramble over his body, searching for w

FionaI closed my eyes, bracing myself for the impact of the arrows. Seconds pass and I don’t feel anything piercing my skin. “I’ve got you, little bird.”I peel my eyes open to see Orion already standing in front of me, shielding me from the arrows. A gasp escaped my lips as a line of blood rolled down the corner of his mouth. “No, no, no,” I panicked, touching his body to see where the arrows might have hit him. “What have you done?”“I protected you, sister. Just like I’ve always done ever since we were pups.” He forced a smile as he spoke. Orion tries to speak again, but all he does is choke and cough up his own blood. I motion to take a glance at his back, but he stops me. “Are you hit? Let me see?” I protested, but he held me in place, forcing me to meet his gaze. “Look at me, Fiona,” he growled, shaking my fragile body till I complied. “I’ve endured the worst. I will survive this one. What I need you to do now is get out of here, go back to silver fang and tell the warrio

FionaI never thought I’d be this angry, confused, and happy at the same time. The anger is because of the pain he’s caused me ever since I set foot on this pack. Correction, I’ve been angry with him ever since he saved me from Damascus. No, it should have been ever since he started hating Lucian for becoming Alpha, and also for pretending to be happy for me. Truth is, I’m just so pissed about having him as my brother right now. The confusion is about the words he just uttered. Did he make a mistake by saying ‘we’? The right word would have been ‘Fiona, you need to leave now.’ At least, that would have made more sense, judging the situation I was in. However, if he said the words right, then why is he suggesting that we leave his own pack? Why is he hiding us in what seems to be a storage room? Why is he hiding from his own warriors?Above all the questions, confusion, and anger. I didn’t just know why I had that tiny sting in my chest, a hint of joy and relief now that wrapped unde

ElainaI didn’t need to turn around. The beautiful and suffocating scent of sandalwood clogged my nostrils. I should be holding my breath, but for some known reasons, I steal pints of his scents into my lungs.Damn me. I nearly moaned. What the hell is happening to me?Why is my body attracted to a monster? Why does my stupid wolf still crave his touch?A few days ago, he was choking me against the wall, threatening to kill the one person that truly understands me. The one person that took me in after all the hell I’ve been through. Damn Aiden. Damn him to the darkest pit of hell. He is a monster, but maybe he doesn’t know that. Or maybe he knows but just doesn’t care. Everyone surrounds him like a god. Hell, from the little I’ve seen, they even treat him like one. I won’t show that same reaction. I’m not one of his minions who will cower at his every presence. He’s nothing but a black-hearted monster, and I’m going to tell him what he is. Maybe. Just maybe he’ll leave me alone

ElainaMy heart hammers faster in my chest. I clutched my kids closer to myself as if scared the night would swallow them. “Who?” My voice trembled. “What is happening?”Before she could answer me, a wave of battle cries broke out from a near distance. It came from the other side of the border walls. Angry. Maddening. The sound of men shrieking agressively broke through the night with ear piercing volume. My pups wince as they cover their ears. “Mama, I’m scared.” Raven looked up at me with teary eyes. I didn’t even get the chance to comfort her. In the next second, more spears came hurling into the pack grounds, narrowly missing us.My instinct should have been to grab my kids and run, but instead, I shielded them on the spot, covering their tiny bodies with mine. Alarm blared through the night from this side of the wall. The warriors of the pack had sprung into action. Commands were barked, the sound of clanging metals and hurried footsteps became audible. “No single soul of

ElainaTwo days pass. No sign of Orloff, and no sign of my tormentor either. I was forced to spend my days and nights in this haunted room. His mute or ‘warned not to speak’ maids come in every morning and night to wash and clean me up as if I’m some kind of doll. I had refused their super suspicious hospitality the first day, but then their eccentric king sent word that if I didn’t behave, he would start dissecting my supposed lover, Orloff, one after the other. Those were exactly his words. ‘He’ll regret breathing the same air as you.’A chill settled at the bottom of my spine. Horrific images of what he might be doing to Orloff slammed into my vision without warning. Even worse. The imagination of Orloff exposing the identity of my pups haunted more than anything. It’s as if a lethal poison is being released into my bloodstream. I suck in a sharp breath. My eyes shift to the door, my insides rising with the hope of someone walking in to save me. But the harsh truth remains, w

ElainaMy breath hitched. Cold shivers cascaded over me, leaving goosebumps of terror in its wake. My eyes doubled in size, blurring with panic. How did he get inside my head?Throughout my entire life, I’ve heard rumors that extremely powerful mate bonds could alter telepathic abilities, or that the two lovers could seek an audience with the goddess. Those were just rumors, myths that spread faster than flame on dry leaves. But this felt different. It was real. No, it was surreal. Almost as if I’m in a dream or still hallucinating from the sedative I was shot with. I pinched my thigh to see if I was indeed dreaming, but the pain that exploded through my skin made me wince, and thus I realized this was indeed real. The hybrid-king can read my mind. “Answer me!” His hand found my throat again, slamming me hard against the wall. “Let me….go.” I choked, wriggling desperately as I tried hard to pull his hand off. “Who is here to take you from me?” He snarled, leaning close to me till

ElainaThe air shifted immediately. A heavy, forceful silence enveloped the room. Monica’s lips froze before she could utter a word, her eyes etched with pure fear as the towering figure stepped in. I swallowed an invisible lump. Every beat of my heart slammed into my chest like a hammer. The room seemed to shrink around his masculine body as he moved forward. His eyes, sharp and commanding without the need of words, sweep across the room. And then, that voice that haunted me in my sleep rumbled softly as he spoke. “Well, well,” he drawled, and I wanted to shrink under the scrutiny of his emerald gaze. “Did I misheard, or is a stranger trying to convince another of trustworthiness?”Monica stiffened beside me like a dough in harmattan season. She twitched her hands nervously like a toddler before forcing a sweet, practiced smile. “Lord Aiden ... .you shouldn’t be up,” she stammered helplessly. “The healers said you needed to rest.”Why in the goddess’ name are they referring to him

Elaina“Where are my pups?” I glare at her, stepping into her personal space. Monica doesn’t flinch or move backwards. She tilts her head and studies me, her eyes sizing me up as if I was some item to be discarded. She shrugs. “They’ll be just fine if you just do as you’re told.” “Do as I’m told?” I repeated, grimacing. “I swear to the goddess I’ll—”“You’ll do nothing.” She declares, stone-faced like I was her greatest foe. “You’re nothing but an outcast here—you and those little rascals—”My hands move automatically in response to the spark of fury my wolf felt. Without waiting for my brain to process, I grabbed her by the chin then slammed her back against the door. A growl rips from my throat while she lets out a startled whimper. “Call me anything worse you can think of. You can call me a slave even, but I won’t let a confused trophy Luna like you spew rubbish about my pups. You hear me? Never!”I release her jaw just slightly enough for her to breathe properly. “And you’ll a