Novels by Halle

SEBESTIAN I stepped into the forensic office, my anger coiling tight behind my chest. Everything about this case screamed calculated cruelty…and I needed evidence, something solid, to lock Dove away before she spiraled completely out of control.I forced myself to breathe. Keep it together. You're the Alpha.The doctor in charge looked up, adjusting his gloves. He stood, bowed briskly, and said, “Alpha Sebastian, if you’d follow me, please.”I nodded and followed him past rows of cold metal tables. The air smelled faintly of antiseptic and iron. I glanced around, bracing myself.“This way,” he said, opening a curtain. Inside lay the corpse. Draped in a white sheet, there were no signs of forced entry….no fingerprint smudges, no DNA. Nothing. It was… flawless.My jaw clenched.“Look,” the doctor pointed. “Multiple stab wounds. Very precise. The blood was thoroughly cleaned. The victim was given a complete change of clothes before being hanged in public. For everyone to see.”I swall

AVAA cold chill ran down my spine, the kind that makes your skin crawl before your brain catches up. I stopped walking and turned sharply, my eyes sweeping across the shadows of the night. The trees swayed lazily in the breeze, branches casting eerie patterns on the ground. The silence was heavy, too heavy. Something about it didn’t feel right.That feeling again…..the gnawing weight that someone was watching me.I clenched my fists by my side, trying to shake it off. Maybe I was being paranoid. Maybe it was the darkness, the tension, the pressure of everything building up in my chest. But something inside me refused to calm down.One last scan of the area.Nothing moved.No one.Just the trees, the faint sound of wind, and the quiet hum of the palace far off in the distance.I exhaled and turned to head back to the car. The gravel crunched beneath my boots, loud and intrusive. I wanted to run. I wanted to look back again. But I didn’t.Then my phone rang.I jumped.My hand flew to

Ava I rolled on the bed tiredly, my body sinking into the mattress like it wanted to disappear. But my mind wouldn’t let me rest. I sighed in frustration and sat up, brushing my fingers through my hair.Ever since Sebastian left, I hadn’t been able to shake the image of that old man. The one I saw in my dream….or was it a vision? Either way, he wouldn’t leave my thoughts. His eyes, his face, the urgency in his silence… it all felt like more than just a dream. Like a warning.A warning from Dove.I knew it. I could feel it in my bones.She wasn’t working alone. Someone else was helping her. Someone dangerous, someone just as determined. Maybe even more so. But who? Who was pulling strings behind the scenes while Dove played the broken, bitter puppet?Caleb said he saved her from the fire that night. That she ran away from him. But where did she go? What happened after that? And why now? Why did she choose this exact moment to return and cause chaos? Why not years ago?The questions

Sebastian"I’ll take my leave," I said, rising to my feet after spending nearly two hours watching a movie with her after dinner.I didn’t want to go…not really. But I had to.There were too many things I needed to take care of. I couldn’t afford the comfort of just sitting here pretending like nothing was going on. There’s a murderer out there, and Dove… she’s spiraling faster than I expected. If I don’t act quickly, she’s going to do something far worse than what she’s already done.Ava walked me to the door with a smile playing on her lips. She looked lighter tonight. Maybe it was the movie. Or the wine. Or maybe…for the first time in a long time…she felt safe. With me."You’re still going to train me tomorrow, right?" she asked, leaning on the doorframe, hugging her arms close to her body. There was something about the way she asked that made my chest ache. Like she needed something to anchor her. Someone."Of course," I said, forcing a grin, but even I could hear how strained

AVA'S POV"You're not coming in with me, are you?" I asked him, wishing deeply that he would say, No, I'm coming in with you.He turned to face me, letting go of the steering wheel. "Do you want me to come in?"Fuck. He turned the tables on me.I sighed and gave him a tight smile. If I said yes, he’d know I wanted him to stay. And I did. I didn’t want to be alone tonight…not after what I just encountered. The Queen Dowager’s eyes… they still haunted me.But could I really handle his presence? His presence that made me forget the world even existed outside the one I shared with him.And if I said no… he’d leave. And I’d be alone again."If you want to," I said quickly, opening the door. I flipped the decision back to him. It was his move now. I hoped he would stay."Okay," he said just as I slammed the door shut.I heard the engine ignite.What the heck?He’s leaving?I rolled my eyes hard as I watched him slowly turn the car around.My heart sank. I didn’t know why... but I was alread

NARRATOR’S POV "Do you have to do that?" Dante asked as he stepped inside, his voice rising with frustration.Dove didn’t flinch. She didn’t even look up. Her long fingers kept tapping the side of the wooden drum in rhythm, echoing softly through the stone cave. Her gown dragged behind her like mist, and her expression remained unreadable."What do you mean?" she asked, still focused on the sound her fingers created."You killed a man, Dove. That old man hanging on the tree? That wasn’t part of the plan," he snapped, stepping closer.She chuckled lightly, coldly. “C’mon Dante, we needed to make a move already. Sebastian is too comfortable. This will shake him. Push him.”"Push him into what?" Dante’s voice deepened, frustration burning beneath his skin. "Into a war? Into another bloodbath?”“He’ll come to his senses,” she muttered.Dante grabbed her hand, firm, stopping her fingers mid-drum. She looked up at him then, annoyed.“But by any chance,” he said slowly, searching her eyes,