Novels by Natalia Chavez

Five years later...I woke up to the ringing of an alarm clock. Like always, it was Ondina's. She had a million of them set for every ten minutes. What for? I had no idea, but today, it wasn't just an annoyance. It was a painful reminder of the chaos that was about to erupt. Fire year old twins were a force of nature. The ringing of the alarm grew louder. I groaned, reaching for the snooze button, but a gentle hand stopped me. "Don't even think about it," Ondina murmured, her voice laced with a sleepy smile. "The monsters will be here any minute."I still couldn't believe I was married to a woman so beautiful. Her dark hair was a tangled mess against the silk pillow and her eyes were still heavy with sleep, but the warmth radiating from her was undeniable. She was, indeed, my everything, and now, carrying our third child, she possessed a radiant glow that made my heart ache with a love so strong it sometimes felt like a physical weight."Monsters?" I teased, pulling her closer. "I

RaphaelI was just finishing up paperwork she my office door opened and in walked Celeste. She swung her hips a little too hard and she smelled of expensive perfume."Raphy, darling," she purred, the word sounding like a hiss on her tongue. "So good of you to see me.""Celeste," I replied.I was already annoyed and just wanted together this over with. "I wasn't aware I had a choice. Your unannounced visit last night hardly left me one."She ignored the chairs and sat her ass on the edge of my desk. Her crimson lips curved into a practiced pout. "Oh, don't be like that, Raphy. I just wanted to see you. To catch up."My jaw tightened. "Catch up? By crashing into my home, heavily intoxicated, and physically assaulting my wife?"Her perfectly practiced pout faltered and was replaced by a flicker of annoyance. "Ondina was being dramatic. It was merely a little… disagreement with her.""A disagreement that involved you grabbing her hair and screaming about how she stole your life?" "He

RaphaelThis could not be happening. Not tonight. Not when Ondina was finally happy. She lunged herself forward, trying to wrap her arms around my waist but I stiff armed her in the forehead."Celeste," I whispered."How did you find our- that doesn't matter." Trying to keep my voice calm I stated."You need to leave.""Leave?" she shrieked, Loud enough for the entire house to hear her. "Leave? After everything? After you promised me forever? You were supposed to be mine, Raphy!"Ondina appeared behind me, her face a mask of confusion and then, registration."How the fuck did you get here?" Ondina positioned herself between me and Celeste."Ondina!" Celeste shrieked again, pointing a wobbly finger in her face. "You! How does it feel living MY life?! I was supposed to be Mrs. Lahsen! I was supposed to live in this house! I was supposed to-" before she could continue, Ondina pushed her in the chest."Back up or I'll call the police!" Before Celeste could launch into another tirade, An

Raphael"Are you sure we can pull this off, Raf?" she asked, her voice tight as she surveyed the mountain of unopened boxes in the living room."The movers have it all covered, my love. Don't stress. " I kissed her forehead."It's just, with it being the twins' birthday, and the family dinner... it's all happening so fast." I could understand why she would be overwhelmed.not only was the twins birthday, it was also moving day. I wrapped my arms around her, burying my face in her beautiful curls. "Hey, breathe. We've got this, little flower. I'm here, aren't I? And besides, you're forgetting the cater we hired." She chuckled, some of the tension left her shoulders. "you're right. I'm over reacting. I need to calm down.""Exactly! Now, tell me, what's priority number one?""Getting Cam and Camie's play area set up. If they're happy, we're all happy." We exchanged smiles.She was right. Those two could bring the the sky down on us if they weren't happy, but they were the best kind of

MasonBreathing was becoming a task for me. Every breath hitched a ragged protest against the pain that I was feeling every day, but today... today was different. The air hung heavier. It was like I could feel my time running out. I knew. Today was the end, and Ondina words clung to my heart. "You're gonna die here, and no one will miss you." A sigh escaped my lips. I could tase the blood in my lungs. My vision was patchy and it burned to keep my eyes open. They had gotten used to the dark after months of being in it, but now, they were struggling against the glow of that one single bulb I hadn't know was there. Ondina forgot to turn it off and this was a new kind of torture.I was left here, visibly able to see just how far gone I was. In the dark, I couldn't see much detail of myself, but now, I could see everything. I was far from the man I used to be, and I had no one to blame but myself. Regret was a useless emotion now. A luxury I could no longer afford, but it was there and

OndinaHis face was gaunt, his eyes sunken and hollow. His hair was longer and his facial hair was unkept, like he hadn't shaves in months. His clothes were worn and filthy, clinging to his sickly frame. He looked like he hadn't eaten in months. He was looking up at her, his eyes wide with a flicker of... 'was it hope?'Ondina took a step back when the memories crashed down on her like a tidal wave of horror and pain.She could remember the fear, the sting of the restraints cutting into her skin, and the relentless torment. She could remember his cruel laughters as he had enjoyed her suffering and how he mocked her as she cried. The memory that paralyzed her the most was his haunting groans of Camilles name as he repeated it over and over again while he used her body for his own gratification. She remembered the agonizing pain of premature labor and the fear for her unborn children as the darkness swallowed her whole. She remembered every single detail.He had taken everything from he

Anastasia’s POV Dom’s brow lifted faintly and that sexy smirk returned. “That sounds like a new development.” “It concerns one of the witches.” Benji said, completely pulling my attention from my plate. I remained silent, now fully invested in their conversation. Dom’s gaze flickered to me before returning back to him. “Which one?” “Salffera.” The name alone pulled at my heart. I immediately felt regret. I had been so busy with everything, I never made time to visit with her. Dom crossed his arms. “And?” Benji exhaled slowly through his nose, like he’d already had this conversation in his head several times. “She refuses to speak with me.” “And for good reason.” Dom stated as he stared at him. Benji’s mouth tightened. “Yes. I’m aware of that.” He paused before continuing. “I am also aware that avoiding the situation indefinitely is not a solution.” Did Salffera not reject him yet? Or did she, and this is why he’s here. But rejection or not, what di

Anastasia’s POV Two weeks passed rather quickly. And the kingdom finally exhaled. The attacks stopped. The coven settled into a comfortable flow, and the tension in the streets softened into something cautious but livable. And my body was changing. My stomach wasn’t flat anymore but it wasn’t quite round either. It was just enough of a curve that my dresses sat differently against my waist. Dom noticed it before I did. At first, I thought I imagined the way his eyes lingered there, so I didn’t question it then. But now it was becoming obvious. I shifted slightly where I sat, adjusting the fabric over my waist, completely ignoring the plate of food that sat in front of me. Miss Elaina made sure to fix up my favorite breakfast, but it was impossible to eat with Dom dissecting me like this. His eyes followed the movement. Again, causing my brow to twitch. “Dom.” He didn’t answer right away. His gaze stayed exactly where it had been before he slowly lifted his head.

Alpha Bram’s POV A ripple of quiet acknowledgment passed between them. Their arms falling to their sides. A slow smile pulled at their lips, revealing their decaying teeth. “It begins,” their mouths never moved, but they spoke the words in my head I swallowed, forcing my spine to straighten again, forcing my breathing to even out. I would not look weak in front of them. Not again! “When?” I demanded, my voice sharper than I felt. A stale silence filled the air. Their heads tilted slow, and unnatural, like something mimicking curiosity instead of feeling it. “When the fracture widens,” they answered inside my skull. My jaw tightened. “The Lycan king is already strengthening his people,” I pressed. “If we wait too long, there won’t be a kingdom to take.” There was another pause before they spoke again. “There will always be something left… to claim.” That dint sit right with me. Before I could question it, the air shifted with their dismissal. My teeth clenched

Aron's POV Breathing heavier now, his shirt burned through. His skin scorched and healing and scorching again. I couldn’t do this anymore. I faltered first. My flames flickered as my hands started shaking. I was breathing like I ran miles and he was still standing. Barely, but still standing. The fire died out completely. “You didn’t even fight back,” I said hoarsely. “You're fourteen,” he replied. “You could’ve hurt me,” I muttered. “I would not.” “Why?” He stepped forward slower now. I could see how badly wounded he was but he was healing quickly as well. “Because whether you accept it or not,” he said, his voice steadier than his stance. “we are bound.” I swallowed. “You're her brother.” Another step. “I'm her mate.” Those words hit harder than family had. “And that child,” he continued. “will be your blood.” I shook my head immediately. “No.” “Yes.” “I don’t have to accept that.” “You don't,” he agreed. “But you will respect it.” The sile

Aron's POVI tried to keep my voice steady, like I didn't care, but I knew my heart was pounding loud enough for him to hear. He exhaled, slow and deep."I know you don’t like me, and have good reason. But why take it out on Ana?” His words were like daggers to my heart.“I’m not taking it out on her!” I snapped, and immediately got annoyed with how I sounded.His face remained neutral. It made me want to hit him even more.“No?” Was all he said, yet it felt like being disciplined by a parent.I opened my mouth to say something back, but I he wasn’t lying. I was taking it out on her.“The longer you take to accept what is, the harder this will be on both of you." There was a strange softness to his voice that made me hate him even more for having it."As much as you may think it, I didn’t take her from you."I snorted. I knew he was right, but I wasn't about to say it out loud. I let the silence stretch, then side eyed him.“You didn't have to,” I muttered.“If she was gonna choose yo

Anastasia’s POVHe stood near the back longer than necessary. As if debating whether to even approach at all.Dom felt the shift in me immediately, and he stepped closer, allowing his body to press up against me.Aaron finally stepped forward. He looked taller today. I could feel his discomfort warping around me like a clammy hand. His shoulders were stiff with forced composure and his jaw was set like he was bracing for something.He stopped in front of me, and for a moment, neither one of us spoke. He looked up at Dom, his red eyes glowing brighter than normal before he looked back at me. “Blessed be,” he said quietly, extending his arm to me.I grabbed hold of his forearm and pressed my forehead to his just as I did everyone else. I could feel the relief this gave him mixed in with his anger.I swallowed past the thickness in my throat. He may have said hurtful things, but he was still my baby brother, and I loved him just as much as the baby that was growing inside of me.“Blesse