Novels by Jossie.D

Raven’s POVA war broke out sooner than we expected, we were able to stop the Lycans from coming in but it only took two days for them to attack again but this time I was more than prepared. I stood on top of the wall, staring into the distance. The Lycans were charging towards the city gate. I turned to the sentinels besides me and gave him a nod. He nodded back and shouted down the wall. “Nightshade,” he shouted. The place erupted in shouts as our people appeared from nowhere catching the Lycans off guard but they didn't back down. Foolish Lycans. They were about to meet their end and they knew it but they wouldn't just admit it. The attack was brutal, but we had the upper hand. Lycans were falling, we were winning. I stood at the wall, giving orders to the sentinels who stayed by the gate to finish any Lycan that escaped the wrath of the first batch. The Lycans refused to retreat, they kept coming. My people retreated, allowing fresh batch to continue the fight. And we won th

Author’s POVThe Lycan Palace was a big and quiet place in the heart of the Lycans land. It was a monstrous silhouette etched against the ashen sky. A throne room made of black stone and blood-colored banners cast long shadows across the floor. The Lycan Lord sat upon his jagged throne — his silver beard made him look like a god, his piercing eyes dimmed with disappointment.His younger son, Allen. Kai's brother knelt before him, with one knee to the floor, his head bowed. His fists clenched besides him. The Lycan Lord stared at him for a long time without a word. His silence was enough to show his level of disappointment. But Allen wasn't moved. He plays this game more often than anyone. "You failed," the Lycan Lord finally said, voice deep and full of gravel. "You failed to bring your brother home."Allen’s jaw tensed. He raised his head slightly, eyes burning. “I followed his tracks and found him, just like I promised but it seems that the story is true, Kai just wouldn't come

Raven’s POVThe fire burned low in front of me, the flames licking the wood gently. My knees were pulled to my chest, my arms wrapped tight around them. Different questions that don't seem to have an answer clouded my mind. I inhaled, breaking another branch and threw it into the fire. The fire seemed to be the only thing keeping me from losing it, so I was bent on keeping alive. “You’re still thinking about him,” Leslie whispered with a sigh. “I’m trying not to.”“What exactly are you thinking about?” “You live in my head,” I replied coldly, using a branch to rearrange the burning woods. “You should know what exactly is on my mind.”“Well, it's impossible to do that because in this messed up place you call a head,” she retorted. I rolled my eyes letting out a faint groan. I definitely wasn't in the mood to welcome Leslie's annoying attitude. “What are you going to do now?” She asked. “His coming was expected but it came soon… he killed your people.”Thanks for the info. Like I

Raven’s POVHis hand was over my mouth, his body pinning me to the wall like I was some plaything he found amusing. Kai’s breath was warm against my face, and his smile—God, that smile—mocked every shred of fear clawing its way up my throat.I didn’t care if I was half-naked. I didn’t care that his grip could snap my wrist in a heartbeat. I just wanted him dead.I kicked hard, slammed my knee upward, did anything to make him flinch, to break free. “Get off me,” I growled, muffled through his hand.But instead of pulling back, he pushed harder, pinning me even tighter. I couldn’t move. His hand above my head locked both my wrists like shackles, and his weight pressed my ribs into the stone wall.“Oh Raven,” he whispered, with a mocking smile. “always so dramatic. It’s like you want to hurt me. Is that any way to greet an old friend?”“I’m not your friend,” I snapped the second he moved his hand away from my mouth. “I want you gone.”“I was gone,” he said simply. “But you missed me.”

Raven’s POVIt’s been two days since I got the letter. Two exhausting days where I was always at alert, where every sound became a threat, every moment became suspicious. I burnt the letter but that couldn't take away the fear, it was like Kai was following me everywhere. If he wasn't how would he have known that Damien and I had sex and just immediately after that he sent a letter through a bird. Kai was closer than I thought, he has become a shadow I can't shake off, he was too close— he was definitely in the palace. So was Lara. They said talking to someone was like solving half the problem but in this case, talking to someone was just going to make everything worse. So I had to bottle everything and act like nothing was wrong. My mother, of course, was too busy with wedding plans to notice I wasn’t myself. She talked about dresses and flowers like nothing could go wrong. Damien on the other hand was busy with the sentinels. So that made hiding the truth easy. I spent my morni

Author’s POVRaven didn’t say a word as she stormed back to her quarters. Damien followed close behind in silence, his lips curled into a faint smile as he watched the woman he loves take dominance. That was one of the things that made her fall for him making his original plan of taking over the palace— the Kingdom halt. The door slammed behind them the moment they entered. Damien slowly found a wall, placing his back on it as he watched Raven murmur curse words. “I could have killed them all,” she muttered, ripping the dagger belt from her waist and tossing it onto the table. “Those bastards, and what the hell?” She shouted, turning to Damien. “Draven was actually defending me?” She scoffed in disbelief, barely unable to contain her anger. “That's like saying the moon goddess supports the god of hell.”“I know,” Damien said, his voice calm. Controlled.“That doesn’t scare you?”“No.”Her eyes narrowed as she stared at him with curiosity. His arms crossed like he had all the time

MARIA'S POV.It was a bright morning, the sun shining at its peak, casting a beautiful glow through the hospital glass, my hips swinging left and right as I walked through the hospital halls. The male doctors and some patients' mouths fell open as I passed them, they whispered among themselves. “Isn't that Maria Maria?” They asked each other. Yes, I am Maria Maria, I changed my last name, there was no need to carry on my last name after they chased me out of the company. “I am sorry,” a man bumped into me. “I am sorry,” he apologized, with a bow and turned to go. “Michael,” I called. He paused immediately, turning back to me.“How do you know my name?” He asked, his brows furrowed in curiosity. Thirty minutes later we sat in a coffee shop, he sat quietly across the table sipping his coffee. “You seem to miss the coffee a lot,” I broke the silence. “I am trying to process all that you just said,” he revealed, dropping the cup on the table. “So you're telling me that you found m

MICHAEL'S POV. I opened my eyes slowly as I looked around me. The last thing I remembered was the lady with Allen knocked me out. I couldn't believe he could do this…after everything I have done, and sacrificed for him, he was beyond redemption, when I see him I would make sure I cut his legs off. I looked around, I was placed in my car, I tried opening the door but it was jammed, I scanned the surroundings hoping to find someone who could help me, but it appeared that I was on top of a cliff. Why would they bring me here? Were they planning to threaten me or kill me? Either way, I would make sure the two of them pay for everything they have done.“You have woken up,” I heard Allen's voice, I turned to the screen attached to my windshield. “Allen,” I smoldered, clenching my fist in anger. “You little bastard… when I get out of here….”“I would rip your limbs apart and feed them to my dogs,” he interrupted, rolling his eyes. “C'mon Mike, we both know you are no longer capable of t

MICHAEL'S POV. I sat quietly on the couch shaking the glass of wine in my hand, my mind still clouded with guilt. I still couldn't believe Allen talked me into this evil act, it wasn't because I was righteous, I was the complete opposite. My name was Micheal but I was known among the billionaires as “The drug devil”. I was a drug dealer, one that you shouldn't mess with…one that valued money more than family. I was someone who sent shivers through people's spine, there was no single person that crossed me and never lived. I had everything, the face, the looks, the aura, the money, the power…everything was at the tip of my fingers, there was nothing I couldn't do or get. But how did I end up here? Let's rewind… I killed a family, from the father to his two-day-old child, he was a cop…yeah, I never feared authority, he messed up a deal and I lost fifty million dollars because of that, but after that, it was like a whole was left in me, I felt empty…this wasn't the life I want

MARIA. I woke up with a splitting headache, I cleaned my blurry eyes as I scanned through the room, wondering how I was still alive after getting involved in a fatal accident. Someone was there at the scene, and he pulled me out before the car exploded, I owe him my life but right now I don't have any time for this, I have to tell my grandfather about Allen's unfaithful act. I got up from my bed, looking at the mirror in front of me and I had no scratch on my body. How would that be? That accident could have taken my life but I ended up not having a single scratch. I glanced around, it was definitely a hotel room but the man was nowhere to be found and there was nothing to show that anyone was there except me. I grabbed my purse and walked out of the room, I had to get home quickly, Allen would pay for everything he had done. I wasted two years of my life, I gave two years of my whole life to Allen…I left to grow his dying business and this is what he was doing behind my back…

MARIA'S POVI'd say Old Grandpa was the only one who was genuinely happy to see me.The rest of the people at the party had just been there as a formality.I can't blame them, I would be mad too if I had received an invitation out of the blue.But maybe I shouldn't complain. This party was for me after all, was it not?Maria Rodriguez. My name. The name that sent shivers down men's spine in my world.I was young, rich, beautiful, and successful. Everything anybody could ever wish for. Being the CEO at 26 had created so many opportunities for me and now I was leading the most successful company in the world.“Ah, Maria. Nice to meet you” An old man who I immediately recalled as Mr Lionel from old family dinners greeted me as he bowed slightly.I immediately returned the gesture and straightened up to see him looking around.“Ah, where's Allen?” The man's eyes scanned around the room, looking for him.“Oh, he's not here” I quickly said.Allen Thomas. My fiance. The love of my life and t

KAEL’S POVThe Russians had just left, satisfied and smug, walking out like they now owned half the city. I didn’t like their confidence, but business was business, and the deal was sealed. It was done.They needed money and I needed more men— loyal men. People saw it as a low interest loan deal but the sharp ones saw it as selling their loyalty— their empire. I poured myself another drink and downed it before it even had a chance to settle in the glass.Just as I turned toward the window, the club’s double doors swung open, and the Mistress—Lucía walked in. “¡Dios mío! Kael, mi amor, I am losing business!” she began, hands flying everywhere as her voice rose. “All these young girls walking around like butterflies—fresh, pretty, with nothing but desperation in their eyes. My girls? They sit idle, we are losing money.”I ignored her, pouring myself another drink. She walked to me, clearly pissed that I was ignoring her. “Remember you owned half of this club. No customers, no money.

XENA’S POVSusan was down on the couch, knitting as she talked about some boring things I didn't care to listen to. My mind was fixed on the rain beating the window, my mind clouded with different unsettling thoughts. I wanted answers. I needed answers. Part of me doesn't want to believe that Kael is a monster but the other knew he was. Kael was just impotent and desperate to have a child. I can't imagine the pressure he feels. He has to have an heir and I was his redemption. Poor Kael, I wanted protection and he just wanted a child— this was the sick conclusion I finally arrived at after an endless search. But what about the child he killed wasn't it his?Jared insisted that Kael was a monster if he can't own up that he is impure. I had to tell him about his mate and how desperate he is in finding them but as usual Jared refused to accept my logic. He insisted that I come with him before it became late. “You know,” she said, her voice soft and too cheerful for my mood, “the Noir

XENA’S POV The moment the door clicked shut, I let out a sigh of relief but I didn’t move— I dare not. I stayed in the wardrobe, my heart pounding loud enough that I was sure Kael had heard it before he left. But he hadn’t. Somehow, impossibly, he hadn’t picked up my scent. Maybe it was the cologne he wore, or maybe the stress had his senses dulled—but whatever the reason, I wasn't caught. I can't even imagine what he would have done to me if he finds me snooping around or if he had seen me with that document. I stayed still for a few more seconds just in case. Then I crept out, my legs were shaky. I was safe— for now. I looked around once, then rushed out I'd the room, heading downstairs, moving slow and cautious like I expected someone to jump out at me. At the bottom of the stairs, I bumped into Susan. She nearly dropped the tablet she was holding. “There you are,” she said, eyebrows raised. “Kael was looking for you.” My stomach twisted. “I wasn’t… I mean, I was just

KAEL’S POVI slammed my office door so hard the damn glass rattled in its frame. My voice was already echoing through the space before I’d even sat down.“What the hell is wrong with you?” I growled. “I gave you one job but you came back with trouble.”Mira stood across from me, her face pale, hands twisting together like she was trying to squeeze some courage out of her own bones. “Sir, I really tried to convince him that you were too busy but he insisted on seeing you.”“I don't want to.”“Sir, you are like a king to him, he just asked for a dinner…”I interrupted her with a scoff. “You know how much I hate humans, you should have come up with something, why did you have to give him false hope?”“It was either that or we have no deal,” she defended. “I don’t want to hear it.” I cut her off and waved her toward the door. “Get out, before I lose it.”She bowed quickly and rushed out. I closed my eyes, pressing my fingers into my temples. Everything was just getting on my nerves latel

XENA’S POV. I stared at the blank TV screen, tapping my fingers anxiously on my lap as I impatiently waited for Susan or Kael to get back home. I was completely bored and I was about losing it. Susan had just left for groceries, promising she wouldn't be gone long— even though she has been gone for more than two hours now. I stayed on the couch, my legs pulled up to my chest, listening to the ticking clock in the hallway. I told myself to relax, to wait like a normal person. But of course, I didn’t.I wanted to explore the house. So I got up. And with that, I wandered around, entering all the doors that opened. It wasn’t hard to navigate—just a few bedrooms, a study, and a library that looked barely touched. Unlike the mansion, this place was quiet in a different way, less guarded but somehow just as eerie.The library small but cozy— but as expected there was nothing there that picked my interest so I decided to continue my search. Eventually, I stood in front of a room. Someth

XENA’S POVThe sky was still ink-black when we got home. I laid on the bed, eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. “Mirabel,” I muttered, turning to the side. I had no idea who she was or how she was related to Chloe. She could be a friend — it wasn't like I knew all of Chloe's friend but this one just looked way of Chloe's league to be Chloe's minion. I held the pendant Kael showed me earlier, my fingers curling around the metal until my knuckles went white. Why did she have it?If Chloe was really dead, how did Mirabel get something that was Chloe didn't even have. And normal was a thing that I have done all my life but this time it was almost impossible. How could I act normal when I was going crazy? I had so many questions I wanted to ask Mirabel. “Or…” I started, but the words died down. I couldn't even imagine it. What if Chloe was back for revenge? Why can't she just leave me the fuck alone?I buried my face into my pillow, allowing sleep to take me. Morning crept in slo

Rachel’s POVThe warm steam from the shower still clung to my skin as I stepped out, wrapping myself in a robe. The water had helped calm me, but my mind was still spinning.I sat on the edge of my bed and stared at the mirror across the room, my mind drifting back to what happened today, my hand slowly finding its way to my neck. I swallowed hard, remembering the way its red eyes stared at me, its hand wrapped tightly around my neck…but even with that, the creature felt familiar. The message on the paper boldly written at the back of my head. "He watches me, even in the dark…He says I belong to him."What was happening to me? Was it a memory? Could I see Rachel’s past by touching her things? Or was she trying to speak to me from the afterlife Suddenly, someone knocked on my door, I jerked up from the bed in fear, turning to the door, my breath heavy. “Miss, dinner is ready,” Sharon said walking in. “Are you okay?” She asked, her brows furrowed in curiosity.I let out a sigh of r

Rachel’s POVAfter dropping Ashley off at school, I watched her run inside, her small backpack bouncing as she waved at me one last time. I waved back, forcing a smile. As soon as she disappeared into the building, I let out a deep sigh.I was finally free to drop the act. It wasn't like I didn't want to be a mother to her, but everything she does reminds me that my son is still without his mother. I climbed into the car, shaking my head as mind drifted back to Selena's words about Cynthia. Rachel led a complicated life and had many enemies. Looks like Allen isn't the only one that wanted Rachel dead, I won't be surprised if they were more. I stared out of the window as the car started moving. It didn't take long before the mansion came into view. I inhaled deeply, folding my hands under my breasts. This was definitely more than I bargained for but it is the only way to get my son back. By the time we pulled up to the entrance, my body already felt tired, even though the day had

Valtor POVI entered the palace’s grand hall, my boots hitting echoing through the walls, the Elders sat around the long wooden table, their eyes following me. Some of them looked nervous, others curious, but none of them said anything. Slowly, I took my seat at the head of the table and leaned back in my chair, my fingers tapping the wooden armrest, waiting.I nodded at Daniel who took his seat. “The meeting has officially started, please lay your complaint or concern in a respectful manner.”They exchanged glances with each other, none of them was ready to begin…more like none of them wanted to lose their head. Finally, Elder Gregor cleared his throat. “Alpha Valtor, we need to talk about Rachel.” he said, carefully. I placed my elbow on the armrest, placing a finger on the side of my head. “What's there to talk about her again?” I frowned. “I already submitted all the proof you wanted to show that Rachel is indeed the real Rachel, what else does the council need?”“You have to

Rachel's pov. I grabbed my purse before Ashley could drag me, her face filled with excitement as she held my hands, running towards the car. She looked just like Rachel, a beautiful sweet girl that unfortunately has a dick as a father. “Come, we are going to be late,” she rushed me. I forced a smile, trying to keep up with her pace. I wonder what Valtor was thinking when he agreed to this sick proposal, he was the one that insisted I don't suck up to his daughter and I totally agree to it. What changed this time?“Daddy,” she called, pointing in the direction ahead of us. My whole body froze as I saw Valtor walk past, his cold eyes flickered towards us but he didn't stop. Daniel ran behind him. I swallowed hard, placing my hand on my chest, my cheeks turned red remembering what happened a few days back. “Ah,” I muttered, my face etched with disdain as I touched my lips. That dick actually kissed me and completely got away with it. Who does that? Oh, I almost forgot he was a d

Valtor’s POV. I stood before the mirror, fastening the last button on my shirt, studying my own reflection. The dark fabric clung to my frame, emphasizing the sharp angles of my face. The door suddenly creaked open and my step mother, Andy walked in, a small smile playing on her lips.My brows furrowed in curiosity wondering what she was doing here. No one was allowed to come into my room except Daniel, Ashely wasn't even an exemption and she was my daughter. “Valtor,” she called, slowly walking in and shut the door behind her. “Can you spare a minute?* I scoffed, turning back to the mirror, adjusting my cufflinks. “What do you want?”I saw the relief on her face through the mirror, she walked closer to me, staring at me through the mirror. “I want to talk to you about Rachel,” she revealed. “What about Rachel?”“She is finally back to us after five years, but I feel she is quite distant, Ashely needs her mother.”“I thought I was clear,” I paused, turning to her. “We shouldn't

Rachel’s POVA soft knock on the door woke me from my sleep, I stretched, feeling the comfort of the bed under me, my brows furrowed. It was already morning, marking it my second day in this house, I rolled my eyes, raising the blanket over my head. Maybe if they don't hear anything, they would leave me the fuck alone. The door creaked open and some people walked in, I clenched my fists, turning to them. The maids bowed to me, walking closer, their fingers locked and placed on their stomach, the lady in the front was a tall brunette carrying a tray with tea and honeyed bread. I sat up, rubbing my eyes. “Good morning,” I mumbled.The blonde swallowed hard, her face went pale, and her eyes grew wide, like she had seen a ghost.I sighed. “Not again,” I muttered. I knew what this was about. “I promise I’m real,” I said, trying to lighten the mood. “You don’t have to be scared.”The brunette gave the blonde a quick warning look, and the blonde seemed to snap out of her trance. The br