Novels by Jossie.D

Author’s POVDraven rode back into the Nightshade palace with Theodora bound to the back of a horse. Her wrists were tied, her cloak torn, and her hair hung in loose strands over her face. She didn’t look at anyone as they passed through the village gates. People whispered among themselves, some threw stones at her. The news had already spread—Theodora had lied to them for nearly thirty years.By the time they reached the great hall, the full council was waiting. The elders sat impatiently, their expressions hard as stone. Draven stood before them, his hand gripping Theodora’s arm as he pushed her forward.“This,” he said loudly, “is the truth you were all denied. The Alpha you served… was never a man.”Gasps broke the silence. Several council members leaned forward, their eyes narrowing. Others shook their heads in disbelief.“You expect us to believe this?” one elder barked. “That our Alpha Rowan, the warrior who led us, was a woman all along? Impossible!”“It is not impossible,”

Raven’s POVThe moment they pulled me away from Allen, my body felt like it was moving without me. My legs dragged over the dirt, my ears still ringing with the sound of his voice, with the memory of his claws so close to my throat.A woman appeared from nowhere and slipped her cloak from her shoulders and wrapped it around me but it couldn’t stop the shiver that shook me to the bone.“Keep your head down,” she said, her tone brisk, her arm firm around mine.I swallowed hard, my throat raw. “Wait—no—” My voice cracked, the words breaking apart with my breath. “We can’t leave. We have to go back. My mother is still there!”Her pace didn’t falter. “If we go back now, we die with her. That’s not saving anyone.”“You don’t understand!” I yanked against her hold, tears blurring my sight. “She’s my mother!”Her grip tightened, her jaw hard. “I understand exactly. That’s why I’m not letting you turn around.”The forest closed around us, trees rising like dark pillars. Every step farther mak

Kai’s POVI walked forward, ignoring the way every pair of eyes turned to me. My main focus was Raven. My heart broke seeing her in that condition. I couldn't help but believe that this was my fault. Although not intentional— I should have been there for her during the war Betrayal was the biggest sin and I now know how she felt when she found out I was the Lycan Lord son. “It’s me you want, Allen. Let her go.”He froze for a moment, his claw still against Raven’s neck, then he turned slowly. That twisted grin of his spread across his face.“Look who came to save his lover?” His tone was dripping with mockery. “I was beginning to think to that you chickened out of the war.” His grip around her hair hardened.I moved forward, my fists clenched. “Let her go,” I growled. He laughed. “Relax big brother. It's no fun killing her now, especially when you are here.”I ignored him his mockery. “Let her go and fight like a man.”“You think I came all this way for you? Don’t flatter yourself.

Raven’s POVI just stared at him. My mouth was open, but no words came out. My mind was frozen.What the hell was Draven doing here? Better question, how did he get here?He was right there, standing just a few steps away, looking at me like I was the only thing that mattered in the world. I blinked several times, thinking maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. But no. It was him.I must have looked like an idiot, just gaping at him, because his lips curved slightly, almost like he was relieved to see me alive.He stepped forward. “Rowan…” He called, hos voice very low. I swallowed hard, still not moving. “What… what are you doing here?” I asked through telepathy. He turned his eyes to the sentinel blocking the entrance. “Leave us.”The sentinel didn’t move. “I have orders to stay—”“That wasn’t a request,” Draven said, his voice sharper now, his voice full of authority.But the man just folded his arms. “Orders are orders.”Draven’s jaw tightened. He looked back at me, then took

Raven’s POVI just stared at him. My mouth was open, but no words came out. My mind was frozen.What the hell was Draven doing here? Better question, how did he get here?He was right there, standing just a few steps away, looking at me like I was the only thing that mattered in the world. I blinked several times, thinking maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. But no. It was him.I must have looked like an idiot, just gaping at him, because his lips curved slightly, almost like he was relieved to see me alive.He stepped forward. “Rowan…” He called, hos voice very low. I swallowed hard, still not moving. “What… what are you doing here?” I asked through telepathy. He turned his eyes to the sentinel blocking the entrance. “Leave us.”The sentinel didn’t move. “I have orders to stay—”“That wasn’t a request,” Draven said, his voice sharper now, his voice full of authority.But the man just folded his arms. “Orders are orders.”Draven’s jaw tightened. He looked back at me, then took

RAVEN'S POVWhen I opened my eyes, everything was quiet and cold. My body was still in pain and my head pounding. It was like a thousand voices were ringing in my head— the cries of the damned. Those I sent to an early grave for being an incompetent Alpha A blanket was over me, covering my skin. I blinked slowly, confused. Then I noticed the warmth beside me.A body.I turned my head and my breath caught in my throat. It was Damien.What the hell was he doing so close to me?He was lying next to me on his side, facing me. His eyes were half-open, watching me like he’d been waiting for me to wake up. His dark hair was messy, and there were bruises along his jaw and collarbone.What the hell?” I screamed, moving away. Was he trying to take advantage of me? I pulled the blanket tighter around me, wrapping it over my chest. My face flushed with heat, but Damien didn’t look away. If I wasn't do weak I would have killed him. “You’re awake,” he said, sitting up. My brows furrowed. “Wha

Xena’s POVBy the time we got back to the house, I was still turning Viktor’s words over in my head. The night air was cold enough to freeze a larva. I pushed open the door and froze immediately. Kael was sitting in the living room like he owned the place— he technically owned the place. His coat draped over one arm of the chair, boots on the table, a glass of whiskey in his hand. The soft amber glow from the lamp painted him in shadows and light, making those ice blue eyes seem almost like that of an angel. His gaze slid to me with that infuriating calm, like my shock was a joke to him.“You’re here?” I blurted, my voice sharper than intended.He tilted his head, faintly amused. “Was expecting me to be rotting in a cell?”Viktor walked past me with a grin that was equal parts pride and mischief. “I told you that no cage can hold him.”“How did you get out?” I asked, my brows furrowed in curiosity. I knew that no cage could hold Kael but the evidence was too much for him to be rele

Xena’s POVWhen Viktor told me I had to help Kael, my first reaction was pure fire.“Help him? Are you insane?” I snapped. “Do you even remember what he’s accused of?”Viktor didn’t flinch. “I remember. But not everything they’re saying is true.”I crossed my arms, glaring at him. “He’s accused of murder, organ trafficking, and half the crimes in the book. You’re telling me that’s just… what? Misunderstanding?”His jaw tightened, but he motioned for me to follow. “You need to see something before you make up your mind.”We ended up at the city hospital. I was already bracing myself for whatever ridiculous stunt he was about to pull. Inside, a doctor in a white coat greeted us. She was middle-aged, with tired eyes. “You know Kael Noirfang?” she asked me.“Unfortunately.”She ignored my tone and opened a folder, sliding photographs and documents across the desk. They weren’t the kind of things you could fake easily—surgical reports, patient histories, before-and-after scans. “These ar

Kael’s POVI sat still in the cold grey cell, my elbows resting on my knees, staring at the floor like I was counting the cracks. That was the only thing keeping me sane or should I say keeping me from breaking the chains and destroying this place. Two guards were outside the cell, constantly whispering to themselves. I was like an animal caged for the amusement of humans. That felt disgusting but I remained still. The door opened with a loud metal clang. My lips curled into a faint smile as I heard a familiar voice. “Kael Noirfang,” Detective Reyes said as he stepped in, holding a file thick enough to kill someone with. “Ready for your big moment?”I didn’t answer. I looked up slowly, gave him a lazy smirk.“You’re quieter than usual,” he said, pulling out the chair across from me. “Feeling nervous?”I leaned back against the wall and crossed one leg over the other. “Just bored.”He sat down, dropping the file on the table. It made a loud thud. I'm sure he did that on purpose, bu

Xena’s POVThis wasn't how I wanted to start my day? I had planned to stare at myself in the mirror all day trying to figure out what the hell happened yesterday but I didn't even have the chance to see the first sunlight before my phone started blowing up. The moment I saw the news on my phone that Kael had been arrested, my world broke. How was Kael get arrested? Why, was the problem. Who wouldn't want to see Kael behind bars. But seriously, what the hell happened? The news was everywhere. Social media, news headlines, gossip pages. The video of him crawling out of a burning car and how he was dragged to the police station was blowing up the internet. I don't think any celebrity has experienced this kind of attention.I rushed to the police station. By the time I reached the police station, the crowd outside was insane. Reporters with flashing cameras, fans screaming his name like it was a concert. Some were crying. Others were waving signs. “Free Kael!” “He’s innocent!” “Alp

Kael’s POVI stormed down the hallway with my fists clenched and jaw tight.What the hell was that?I couldn’t believe I’d actually said it. Shouldn’t you apologize? For what? Kissing her? I was the one who kissed her. I was the idiot who leaned in and made it awkward. And she—she didn’t even push me away, but then I made it worse by expecting her to feel guilty about it.Gods.I dragged a hand through my hair and kept walking, faster now, trying to outrun the embarrassment crawling up my neck. My chest felt like it was on fire. That wasn’t just dumb—it was childish. Since when did I act like a jealous teen?“Me?” I had said. Like I was offended. Like she did something wrong. I was angry at her for walking away—but now I was the one walking away like a brat.I reached the end of the corridor and leaned against the wall.Then, without thinking, I smacked my forehead against it.Thud.It hurt, obviously. Good. I deserved it.Thud.I did it again.“Sir?” a small voice behind me made me f

Xena's pov The baby wouldn't stop crying no matter what I did—rocking, walking, humming, begging—he screamed like he’d just been dropped from the moon and my head wouldn't stop pounding. My body felt like it was dragging weights. I couldn’t take it anymore.So, I did the only thing I could. I left the room.I stepped out onto the balcony, pulling the door shut behind me to muffle the crying. The night air was cool against my skin. It was quiet and calm. I inhaled deeply, a small smile forming on my lips like a prisoner just released from an underground prison and haven't felt fresh air in ages. The stars were out, shining like tiny fireflies trapped in the sky. It was very peaceful but not enough to stop the tension rising in me. I leaned on the cold railing and closed my eyes.I was so tired and I needed sleep but I couldn't even close my eyes for a second. I still couldn't get the meeting with the pack out of my head. It was obvious they still believed Chloe and wouldn't accept

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

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