Novels by FRANKOPHONE

Maya'sPOV"I got an interesting proposal yesterday," Ronan said. "Oxford wants to establish a similar supernatural studies center. They want me to consult on the design.""That's incredible!""It means travel. A lot of it. But it also means spreading what we've learned here to the rest of the world." He looked at me seriously. "I wanted to make sure you were okay with it before I accepted.""Ronan, you don't need my permission to live your life.""I know. But you're important to me. Your opinion matters." He smiled. "You're my best friend, Maya. That's never going to change, no matter where my work takes me."I reached across the desk and took his hand. "Then accept it. Change the world. I'll be here when you need me.""Always together," he said. "Even when we're apart."The final day of the semester arrived. Graduation for the spring class, and I'd been chosen as student speaker. Probably because I was the White Luna, but I tried not to think about that too much.I stood backstage, th

Maya's POV The coffee shop had expanded, adding a second floor to handle increased traffic. The "Supernatural-Friendly" sign now felt redundant. Everywhere was supernatural-friendly now, or at least trying to be.Jaxon sat at our usual corner table, looking happier than I'd seen him in months. He stood when I approached and pulled me into a tight hug."You look good," I said, sitting across from him. "Like really good. What's going on?""I've been reinstated in my father's pack." He couldn't keep the smile off his face. "Officially. With honors. He actually apologized for disowning me.""Jaxon, that's amazing!""He said watching me fight for you, watching me protect the pack and still support your choices, showed him what true alpha strength looks like." Jaxon's eyes were bright. "He's grooming me for alpha leadership now. In a few years, when he's ready to step down, I'll lead the pack."Pride swelled in my chest. "You're going to be an incredible alpha.""I learned from the best."

POV: Maya (Epilogue - Six Months Later)The morning sun caught the glass facade of Blackstone University's new Center for Supernatural Studies, making it gleam like a beacon. I stood in front of the building, coffee in hand, still getting used to the sight of it.Six months ago, this had been an empty lot. Now it stood four stories tall, funded by international cooperation between human governments and supernatural factions. A symbol of everything we'd fought for. Everything we'd almost died for.A plaque beside the entrance read: "In recognition of the courage shown by students and allies who chose unity over division. May this center foster understanding between all beings."My name was listed first. Maya Cross, the White Luna. Not just a student anymore, though I was somehow still managing to finish my senior thesis on medicinal herbs with supernatural applications. The paper was due next week, and Professor Chen was being absolutely merciless about citations.Some things never cha

Jaxon's POV Viktor stared at her hand for a long moment. Five hundred years of pride. Five hundred years of being at the top of the supernatural hierarchy. Five hundred years of never bowing to anyone.All of it crashing against the reality of this moment. He took her hand. Maya pulled him to his feet gently. Viktor stood there, humbled perhaps for the first time in five centuries, and slowly sank to one knee."I yield, White Luna," he said quietly. "I was wrong to oppose you. Wrong to cling to the old ways. You have power and mercy in equal measure. That is... rare. Admirable.""Stand up, Viktor." Maya helped him to his feet again. "I don't want you kneeling. I want you as an ally. Someone who can help bridge the gap between old and new. Can you do that?"Viktor nodded slowly. "I can try."The barriers dropped. The rogues who'd followed Viktor stood there uncertain, looking to their leader for guidance. Viktor turned to them."The fight is over. The White Luna has proven herself. We

Jaxon's POV Her power stabilized, becoming more focused. More controlled. She created a shield of silver-blue light that covered me, deflecting the silver claws before they could strike again."Thanks," I gasped."We protect each other," she said simply. "That's what family does."The battle raged around us. Lucien was bleeding from multiple wounds but still holding his own against Viktor. Selene's vampires were overwhelming the rogue witches. Ronan had found cover behind our car and was coordinating the defensive positions.But Viktor's rogues kept coming. More werewolves. More vampires. More magic users. Where were they all coming from?Then I understood. This wasn't just an ambush. It was a demonstration. Viktor was showing the supernatural world that resistance to Maya's vision was possible. That the White Luna could be challenged. That unity wasn't inevitable.He was making a statement.Maya realized it too. I felt her understanding ripple through the mate bond. And I felt her m

POV: JaxonThe fight erupted with savage intensity. Viktor's rogues attacked from all sides simultaneously. Three werewolves in full shift charged from the left. Four vampires blurred forward with supernatural speed from the right. The witches hung back, chanting spells that made the air crackle with hostile magic.I didn't think. I just shifted.My body exploded into wolf form, bones restructuring, muscles expanding, instincts taking over. The world sharpened into focus. Scents, sounds, movements, all crystal clear. I was three hundred pounds of pure predator, and I was pissed.The first werewolf lunged at Maya. I intercepted it mid-leap, jaws closing around its shoulder. We hit the ground in a tangle of fur and fangs. It was bigger than me, older maybe, but I had something it didn't.The mate bond. I could feel Maya through our connection. Could sense her position, her movements, her intentions. We fought like we'd trained together for years instead of months. When she sent a blast

Author’s POVThe airport buzzed with life—announcements echoing through the speakers, travelers hurrying to catch their flights, rolling suitcases and sleepy children in tow.Damian walked silently, a cap pulled low over his brow, his bag clutch tightly in his hand. For the hundredth time, his chest tightened with a mix of pain and longing. He thought of turning back but then again he convinced himself that leaving was necessary. It didn't have to be convenient but it was the right thing to do.He walked towards the boarding gate, his steps slowed and just then a voice—sharp and familiar—cut through the noise in the airport like a thunderclap.“DAMIAN!!!”Heads turned backwards.His steps halted.That voice belonged to that woman.“Damian, wait!”He spun around just as Elara burst through the crowd, sprinting toward him. Her sundress gown flapped wildly in the wind and her hair was a tangled mess from the rush. She slipped and fell hard on the airport floor, pain throbbing at her side

Author's POVThe doctor stepped out of the room with a tired but reassuring smile. Damian, sitting in the hallway with bandages wrapped around his ribs and leg, stood up immediately and approached her slowly.“She’s stable,” the doctor said. “Whatever force brought her back… it was strong. It was a miracle! She just needs rest now. She’ll wake up soon.”Damian exhaled deeply, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly. But the relief was brief. He nodded, murmuring a quiet “thank you.” The doctor nodded slowly, and made her way out of the palace.Damian stood , eyes glancing through the empty hallway for a moment longer before he walked back toward the corner of the hallway where he had kept a bag—already packed with clothes and some essentials.His eyes flickered toward the room where Elara slept. Peaceful. Unaware, and his chest tightened with a mix of pain and guilt.He pulled out the divorce papers she had given him months ago—the ones he had kept, unsigned, tucked away in guil

Author's POV“Why are you taking so long,” the Rogue king growled, his patience wearing thin.Kael towards his father, his face crumpled in a mix of confusion and fear. “I don't know what's happening, father.“ Behind him, Elara jolted away and before anyone realized what was happening, she shifted into a feral wolf.The Rogue king was the first to notice her. “What?“ He screamed. “Kael moves away.“Kael tried to turn but then her wolf elongated its claws and ripped his head away from his neck, blood pooling beneath him.Fear gripped everyone as Kael's head rolled off like a ball. The Rogue king's legs buckled at the sight of his son being butchered like an animal. He stumbled backward and fell to the floor sharply. “Noooo…. Kael.“Elara's wolf jumped off from the bed, her eyes glowing dangerously. She started approaching the warriors, her paws hitting the floor sharply.The warrior's eyes were wide with fear as they tried to escape but one after the other, she hunted them down befor

Author's POV “You're really stupid to come alone, aren't you?“ The Rogue king sneered, his disdain filled eyes glued on Damian.Damian wasn't listening to him. His attention was on Elara who was at a corner inside the warehouse. She laid unconsciously on the bed, her chest rising and falling with the aid of the life support machine.The king continued. “You're crazy to come here alone.“Damian turned back to the Rogue king. “You should keep to your word. You said you were going to let us Elara go if I come alone.“The king exchanged glances with his warriors and they all burst into laughter. “You really think I will let you both go?“ He asked, slamming his fists on the armrests of the wooden chair he's seated on. “Look at what my son had turned to, you asshole.“ His gaze flickered towards Kael who was shoving food in his mouth like a hungry lion.“Your son did worse to us,” Damian said. “Your son killed his own child and the woman who had supported him for years. He is a monster—just

Author's POVThe next day.9. P. M. Damian paced his room, heart pounding and his phone clutched tightly in his hands. The Rogue king has not called since yesterday nor has he sent the address.Damian had tried to call the number but all to no avail. It keeps getting connected to voicemail.Did he change his mind? But he won't forget about his son, would he?Minutes passed, a beep finally came on his phone. Gomez quickly lifted the phone. Too quickly. His wide eyes reading through the message.“Come to Royal Valley path. Alone with Kael.“Royal Valley path?Of course he knows the place quite well. It was a lonely path just after the Cadman Pack. It was the place where Damian's family were killed, and the Rogue king found him there days later.Damian's hands trembled slightly. The mere name of that place traumatised him. The memories of his family's being ripped apart clawed back.Why would the Rogue king choose that location out of the numerous locations?Is he finally admitting tha

Author's POV “Where the hell is my wife?“ Damian asked, his voice thundering through the doctor's office. His eyes blazing like fire threatening to consume everything in its path. For the past three hours, the entire hospital has been torn upside down but Elara is nowhere to be found. The CCTV has been checked but there was no coverage that could lead them to who might have taken her.The doctor's eyes narrowed in a mix of confusion and fear, her hands trembling slightly. “Alpha…… please calm down,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.“Calm down.“ Damian shot up to his feet, slamming his fists on her desk. “Don't you dare tell me to calm down. This is my wife we're talking about,” he spat, through gritted teeth, his blood boiling over.Gomez, who had been silent all this while stepped closer. His jaw clenched tightly. “Damian…..“ he placed a hand on his shoulders. “Calm down, please.“Damian snapped his head at him but he didn't say a word. Just his heart pounding faster wit