Novels by Solo J wright

SANDRA’S POVThe silk sheets cling to my skin, warm and heavy, smelling faintly of sweat and expensive oils. My body is still humming from the closeness, from the way Eron’s hands had roamed with confidence that bordered on arrogance. I stare up at the ceiling for a long moment, watching the light dance across the carved beams, trying to slow my breathing.This bed is mine now.This palace is mine.Everything here bends to my will.And yet… something gnaws at me.Eron lies beside me, his back turned, one arm tucked beneath his head. He looks relaxed, too relaxed. As though this moment meant nothing more than a fleeting indulgence. I turn my head slightly to watch him, studying the lines of his shoulders, the faint scars along his back that speak of old battles and loyalties not easily broken.“We must get married,” I said, breaking the silence. I could have sworn I caught his eyelid twitch. He hums softly, neither agreeing nor denying it.I sit up, reaching for the silk robe draped ac

SHARON’S POVThe night presses in around me like a living thing.The palace is quiet in the way only grief can make it. It was too quiet, too heavy, like even the walls are afraid to breathe. I stand by the tall arched window of our chambers, my reflection faint in the glass, candlelight trembling across my face. My hands rest on my stomach without thinking, fingers curling protectively as if the life inside me might hear my thoughts.Roland is dead.The words still feel unreal. I had imagined his death so many times. I had imagined it to be violent, deserved, cathartic, but not like this. Not slow. Not pathetic. Not lonely. He had been a monster, yes, but he had also been a man drowning in his own regrets. And somehow, against my will, I had seen that.I should feel relieved.Instead, I feel… hollow.I shouldn’t feel anything for him after he rejected me, so why do I feel so… sad. The door opens softly behind me. I don’t turn, because I know who it is.His presence fills the room be

SANDRA’S POVThe throne feels colder today.Not physically. No, the cushions are plush, the carvings polished to a mirror shine but cold in the way power settles when it is no longer new. When it stops thrilling and begins to itch. I sit with my spine straight, chin lifted, fingers resting lightly on the carved arms of the chair that now belongs to me, and watch the line of my people stretch across the great hall.They kneel one by one.Then they beg, then complain, then plead.And I listen.At first.The first petitioner is a farmer from the southern ridge, his hands rough, his clothes worn thin. He speaks of wolves encroaching on his land, of livestock lost, of children afraid to sleep.I tilt my head. “You want protection?”“Yes, Alpha,” he says quickly. “Just a patrol, perhaps—”“Burn the forest,” I reply.The words echo, sharp and final.The man blinks. “M-my lady?”“If the wolves are hiding there, remove the hiding place,” I say coolly. “Burn it to the ground.”“But that land fee

SANDRA’S POVPower is louder than I imagined.It hums through the halls, through the walls, through my bones. Every step I take echoes with it now. Every breath carries authority. Every pair of eyes lowers when I pass. Even the stones beneath my feet seem to remember who owns them.Me.I stand in the center of the grand receiving hall, arms crossed, staring at the gaudy tapestries that once bore the Jordan crest. Wolves, moons, and history woven together in dull browns and faded golds.“Ugly,” I mutter.With a sharp gesture, I turn to the line of servants standing stiffly against the wall. “All of this comes down. I want the colors changed to deep crimson and obsidian. Something that commands. And replace the chandeliers. They’re outdated.”One of the servants hesitates. Just a fraction of a second.I caught it.“Did you not hear me?” I ask coolly.“Y-yes, Alpha,” she stammers.“Good. Then move.”They scatter like frightened birds, and I allow myself a small smile.The palace is chang

SANDRA’S POVPower smells like incense and blood.That is the first thing that comes to mind as I stand before the tall mirror in the antechamber, watching maids scurry around me like frightened mice. Silk brushes against my skin, cold and expensive, stitched with the symbols of the Jordan pack. Gold threads glimmer under the torchlight, heavy and deliberate, everything about today is meant to announce me.Alpha.No. Queen.If not goddess.I lift my chin slightly, studying my reflection. My eyes are sharp, brighter than I remember them ever being. There is no grief in them. No guilt. Only hunger for more.“Careful!” I snap when one of the maids tugs too hard at the fastening on my sleeve. “Do you want to tear it?”“I—I’m sorry, Luna—” she stammers.I turn slowly, letting my gaze rake over her trembling form. “You are already failing. I will not be crowned looking like a rushed mess.”She bows frantically. “Please, forgive me.”I wave my hand. “Leave.”Her eyes widened. “But—”“I said

SHARON’S POVThe moment my feet crossed the threshold of the palace, my heart shattered and stitched itself back together all at once.“Daemon,” I breathed.He was in Kelly’s arms, wriggling and babbling, his chubby fingers fisting the fabric of Kelly’s shirt like he’d been afraid the world might steal him away again. The second his eyes found mine, his face lit up in a way that nearly brought me to my knees.“Mama!” he squealed. It was not perfect, not clearly, but enough.I dropped Daenerys from my hip into Morris’s waiting arms without a second thought and rushed forward. Kelly barely had time to react before I snatched my son from him and crushed him to my chest.“Oh, my baby,” I sobbed, kissing his cheeks, his forehead, his nose, every inch of him I could reach. “My sweet boy. I missed you. I missed you so much.”Daemon laughed, delighted, patting my face with sticky hands as if nothing terrible had happened at all. As if his mother hadn’t been dragged away in the night. As if hi

Nasir's POVThe abyss roared like a starved beast at its edge where I stood. Shadows clawed at my flesh, cold fingers promising nothingness and yet I did not flinch for the first time in my life. I was not doubtful about what needed to be done as I was ready to take a step in.At my back Trinity's scream ripped through the cave, tearing me asunder. The bond between us wailed sharp and ruthless, begging me not to do what I had already decided. Her pain whipped through my chest, but that only steeled my resolve.I had harmed her once, insulted,degraded and hurt her pride when we were young and I couldn't take that back but I could give my life, soul and my love for her life."Nasir, no!" she screamed, the echo of her footsteps taking up the space as she ran toward me then i turned, meeting her untamed eyes as she was glowing not with fear but with unadulterated power. Light flickered across her skin, blending with darkness in a way I couldn't quite understand. She had been marked by t

Trinity's POVThe silence after Morgana's scream was suffocating and shadows that had filled the cavern mere seconds ago receded like darkness itself was afraid. My chest ached, every gasp tasting like ash and fear and the air was heavy with unnatural quiet, too thick and too calculated.... this wasn't over.Nasir's arm was tight around me, his body substantial in a way I'd once despised and now clung to like oxygen. His wolf resonated in sync with mine, golden heat seeping into my flesh and we both felt that hum under the earth, a beat that didn't fit here."She's gone" Nasir growled, his amber eyes scanning the burned-out cavern, but the set of his jaw told me that he didn't believe his own words."No" I panted "Not gone, she was afraid"And it was that which gave me the worst shiver. Morgana, who had reveled in cruelty and blackness, had screamed not in defeat but in terror. Something greater lingered, something even she had not been afraid to face.".The stones beneath my feet tre

Nasir's POVHer voice is weak just like a whisper but hers. Trinity's voice."Hold on, Nasir… hold on" she saidThe voice tore through me like lightning cutting through darkness above. In one instant, I forgot shadows closing around me, forgot poison dripping off Morgana's lips, forgot the choking shroud of hopelessness she was trying to wrap me in.She was alive, then the bond between us flickered weakly like embers smoldering beneath ash but embers would continue to smolder. Embers would continue to set the darkness alight.I snarled at eyes that were not hers but still claimed her flesh "I heard her" I growled, my voice harsh and low with rebellion "You don't claim her, Morgana. You never will"Her smirk faltered for the first time and by mere hair's breadth but I saw it and I felt it then a crack in her ever-present haughtiness."You believe a whisper will rescue you?" she spat, shadows curling like snakes around her fingertips. "She's weak. She's floundering and i'm the one keepi

Morgana's POVOh, the sweet silence and their bond flickered again, tenuous and frail, and I felt it run through me like strands of silk being pulled asunder. The Alpha's terror sluiced off him in waves and I drank it in like a desiccated wolf savoring blood for the first time in ages.Poor battered Trinity fought from inside but her little fists against my cell barely left a scratch. She was a bird in a cage, flapping wildly as I opened her wings to make my own escape.Nasir's amber eyes burned with wild rage. He shook the body we shared, like Trinity would somehow reappear if he shook her hard enough Dumb man.I nipped her lips into a sneer "That vacancy in your eyes suits you, Alpha. Does it hurt losing her piece by piece?"His grip on my wrists grew tighter "You won't win cos she's stronger than you think"I laughed a laugh that sounded in the room like breaking glass "Stronger? Oh, I've enjoyed her strength. Bitter, sweet, twisted with fear and that girl is drowning in self-doubt

Nasir's POVThe world froze the moment her hand burst forth, black fire charring in a mad arc and for an impossible beat, I could've sworn to see every flicker of that damned flame albeit, alive, hungry and writhing with Morgana's venom. It wasn't Trinity, it couldn't be but it was her hand, her fingers and her power."Trinity" The word tore from my mouth like a war cry and my wolf churned inside me, struggling against my ribs, demanding I protect her at all costs. My instincts were screaming at me to dodge, to survive but my heart anchored me to the ground and to flee would be to let Morgana believe she had already won. The fire hit and it wasn't sun-warmth or flame-burning from a regular fire, this was not the same, it burrowed inside the skin, clawing for bone, drawing breath in blasphemies that twined themselves around my veins and my knees buckled but i straightened them, clenching teeth so hard i thought they'd break.Out of the smoke haze, her gaze crossed with mine. Not Morga

Trinity’s POVIt was like being buried alive and I could see and feel everything, the cold night air against my skin, the heat of Nasir’s grip still burning on my arms and the ragged breaths tearing through my lungs but I wasn't the one moving. My body belonged to someone else now...Morgana.Her laughter rippled through my chest, spilling from my lips, it wasn’t my voice anymore as it carried a richness, a venom that wasn’t human.Nasir staggered to his feet, his chest heaving, blood dripping from a wound across his ribs. His eyes glowed like molten amber, fixed on me with disbelief and dread “Trinity” His voice cracked on my name.My lips curled into a smile. I didn't choose “Not anymore” Morgana purred, stepping toward him and each stride was mine but not mine “You’re staring at the end of your world Alpha.”No, I screamed inside, beating against the walls of my mind. Don’t listen to her Nasir. It’s me and I'm still here but he couldn’t hear me.Nasir’s jaw clenched, fury sparking i

SELENE'S POV.The silence she left behind was worse than her presence. I slid down the wall slowly, my legs giving way beneath me. My clothes were soaked with cold, sticky stew, my skin still stinging like it had been branded. My hands trembled uncontrollably as I wiped my face, smearing oil and pepper across my cheeks. My heart was beating so loudly I was sure the guards outside could hear it.What had just happened to me?Lady Veylor's words replayed in my head over and over, very sharp and cruel. I hugged myself, rocking slightly, trying to steady my breathing. My thoughts spiraled fast, crashing into each other. Why was she here? And what did she storm out of my room to go and bring?I started regretting every action I took leaving Bloodfang Pack. I shouldn't have left. Alpha Darius indeed took my innocence but I would have stayed back. I know Alpha Darius has been looking for me everywhere, but I would have saved him that stress and also saved myself the stress of what is happeni

SELENE'S POV.As soon as I slept off, Lady Veylor's face was the first face I saw. I woke sweating and gasping for breath. That alone was enough to tear sleep from my eyes like claws ripping flesh.I jerked upright on the hard prison bed, my chest was so heavy, my heart slammed against my ribs as though I wanted it out. My body was still heavy with exhaustion, but my wife was wide awake. Because of how real of what I saw was, I blinked rapidly, scanning the dim cell, half-expecting to see her standing there again, watching me with that cold, sharp gaze. But the cell was empty. Just the bed, some of my clothes by the side of the room and the faint smell of damp earth. I swallowed hard and rubbed my eyes. I had barely dozed off when I saw her and I kept wondering why I saw her. I felt chill all over my body. I wrapped my arms around myself and leaned back against the wall, trying to calm my breathing. My heart ached most of all. The thought of Alpha Darius burned through me. I shut my

DAIRUS' POV.The moment I reached Selene's door, every instinct in me flared like a warning drum. I sensed someone was following me, but I didn't know who it was. It slid over my skin like a cold breath.I quickly stepped back and hid very close to the door. My wolf went still, but very alert. I was waiting for the person who followed me to show up. Finally, he showed up but I couldn't figure out who he was because everywhere was dark. I was seeing his shadow. The person looked around to ensure he was not seen and then entered. Then he entered the room. I was tempted to also go in, but I wouldn't want anyone to see me around Selene after I had rejected her and been reduced to a class of nobody. I waited, and after some minutes, the figure came out of the door, looked around, and left.After some seconds, I came out of my hiding place, knocked on Selene's door, and pushed the door open. Selene was so surprised to see me. I believe I was the last person he expected to see. She was sit

SELENE'S POV.All I could feel was warmth, soft, calming, and steady warmth. That was what I felt first. My body felt lighter than air, like every fear I had carried for years had drifted out of me for a few stolen hours. My muscles were relaxed. My legs still trembled faintly. My skin still carried the memory of his touch, his weight, his breath.This was actually the first time I had real intimacy with anyone. With the one who rejected me. The one that I never believed I would have anything to do with him again.For a moment, I let my eyes stay closed. I forced myself to breathe, to hold onto the tiny pocket of peace that still lingered in the room. My eyes have been closed all this time, but suddenly snapped open. The room was dim, a faint glow slipping through the window. Dawn was still far away. My heart beat slowly at first, then faster. I looked around, and the space where Alpha Darius lay was empty. My breath hitched. I pushed myself up immediately, hugging the blanket to my

SELENE'S POV.The knock came again. Very soft but threatening. It was as though whoever stood outside there already knew my fear and wanted to feed on it. My stomach curled. I hadn't even recovered from Alpha Dairus' Beta's strange visit and now this? I moved backward slowly, my breath catching in my throat.Before I could ask who was at the door, the door creaked open on its own and I was so surprised to see Alpha Darius sneaking into my room. My heart almost fled through my ribs when he stood before me.He wasn't meant to be in my room. Not even with the one he once rejected.My voice escaped in a whisper."W-hat are you here? Why did you sneak into my room great one?He didn't answer. He just stared at me as though the sight of me was all he wanted to see.There was silence between us for some minutes, and it was thick, heavy, and suffocating.Finally, he broke the silence and spoke."Did my Beta come here?"My stomach skipped.I knew the problem was set to start if I said yes, and

SELENE'S POV.I stood rooted to the ground long after both Alphas stormed off in different directions. My fingers were still tingling from touching them, a touch that I could not explain what it did to them, but I knew it did something to them. I didn't understand it, and at the same time, I didn't want to understand it. My heart thudded heavily as I watched their distant figures disappear into the trees. I wanted to run and hide somewhere secret and think about my life because I was not understanding anything again. Could it be that I am really cursed the way I am being called by everyone that knows me and those that don't know me? To me, it was very strange.I was standing when I heard footsteps, fast, heavy, and determined. I turned just in time to see Alpha Caelum rushing back towards me, his chest heaving, his eyes glowing dangerously bright. He looked so desperate."Selene," he breathed, grabbing my hand before I could step back.The shock ran between us again, a warm electri