LOGINEighteen-year-old Willow has only one goal: survive her cruel, alcoholic foster father long enough to save enough money to rescue her four-year-old sister, Ellie. She has mastered the art of being invisible, hiding bruises beneath oversized clothes and keeping everyone at a distance. Books and drawing are her only escape. Until Jace notices her. Twenty-one-year-old Jace is wealthy, dangerous, and untouchable. He rules the school without even trying, but beneath the arrogant bad-boy exterior hides a secret no human should ever discover. He is a werewolf, and the future Alpha of his pack. When Jace’s sister defends Willow from a group of bullies, his world collides with hers. One look into Willow’s terrified blue eyes is enough to awaken something primal inside him. His wolf senses her fear, her pain, and the secrets she desperately tries to hide. From that moment on, Jace cannot stay away. But Willow has learned that trusting someone only gives them another way to hurt her. And the closer Jace gets, the more dangerous both their worlds become. Vampires are closing in. Pack enemies are watching. And Willow’s past refuses to release its grip on her. Jace has spent his entire life preparing to fight monsters. But saving Willow will require something far harder than strength. He must convince a broken girl that not every touch is meant to hurt, not every shadow hides a monster, and sometimes love can become the safest place of all.
View MoreWillowMy lungs were burning, and I could taste blood in my throat by the time I reached our street. I stumbled through the darkness, running along the cracked sidewalk, my left leg sending sharp jolts of pain through me with every step, but the adrenaline kept the pain at bay.I didn't look back.I was convinced that if I turned around, I would see his enormous figure emerging from the darkness, along with those unnaturally green eyes.When I finally reached the rotting wooden porch of our house, my hands trembled as I fumbled with my key, desperately searching for the lock.Just get inside. Just get inside.The metal clicked softly.I slipped in and closed the door behind me as quietly as possible before sliding the bolt into place.The heavy, wet snoring coming from the living room nearly stopped my heart.Victor was still sprawled on the couch in exactly the same position I'd left him. The empty bottle lay on the floor beside him.I crept toward my room on tiptoe, keeping close to
JaceI stood in the freezing, damp darkness of the alley, but beneath my skin, my wolf was burning.When I saw that girl in the café, her trembling hands, the scent of suppressed pain radiating from beneath her oversized sweater, I had to get out of the building. If I had stayed inside, the beast would have taken control, and I would have torn that shrieking woman apart with my bare hands for making her clean up those broken plates.Through the thin brick wall, my heightened senses picked up every tiny sound. The splashing of water in the sink. Her ragged, panic-stricken breathing. The coppery scent of blood seeping from a fresh cut. Then her boss's screaming.The rage in my chest grew so thick it practically scraped against my ribs, demanding that I kick down the back door.The rusty metal door slammed, signaling that the girl had stepped outside into the night.There she was.She was dragging an enormous black garbage bag behind her. With every step she took, I could hear the chaoti
WillowThe floor was cold, black grime embedded deep in the grout between the tiles. I stared at that tiny patch of floor as I tried to push the pieces of shattered plates onto the plastic tray with my trembling, bleeding fingers. Coffee stains soaked into my pants, and my knee throbbed from the fall.Brad and Chloe’s laughter echoed inside my head like some distorted, cruel radio broadcast that could never be switched off. The air felt suffocating. Amber was shouting at me from behind the counter to hurry up, but my muscles simply refused to cooperate.“How pathetic…” I heard Brad mutter, followed by another burst of laughter from their table.“I’m taking this out of your paycheck!” Amber shrieked again.The words struck me like physical blows.The money I was saving for Ellie’s future.The money I endured every one of Victor’s kicks to earn.Something hard and burning tightened around my throat, but my eyes remained dry. I could not afford to cry.Not here.Not in front of them.Des
WillowThe air inside the Neon Café and Bistro was always thick with the smell of burnt oil, coffee grounds, and the sour stench of dirty mop water. When I stepped through the back door, the warm air hitting my face stole my breath for a moment, and my ribs flared with sharp pain at the sudden movement.In the changing room, which was really nothing more than a cramped, windowless storage closet, I tied my black apron over my enormous gray sweater. My hands were still trembling. The swelling beneath my left eye throbbed under the fluorescent light. The concealer had softened the color, but it could not hide the swelling. I just hoped no one would look too closely at my face.The moment I stepped behind the counter, I heard the voice that turned every one of my shifts into a nightmare.“Well, look what the wind dragged in,” Amber’s sharp, mocking voice rang out.Amber was twenty-two and acted as if she owned the place simply because she was the boss’s niece. Her blond hair fell over he












Welcome to GoodNovel world of fiction. If you like this novel, or you are an idealist hoping to explore a perfect world, and also want to become an original novel author online to increase income, you can join our family to read or create various types of books, such as romance novel, epic reading, werewolf novel, fantasy novel, history novel and so on. If you are a reader, high quality novels can be selected here. If you are an author, you can obtain more inspiration from others to create more brilliant works, what's more, your works on our platform will catch more attention and win more admiration from readers.