LOGINIn a world where Werewolves, Vampires and other mythological creatures have evolved to not only fit in with the human world, but to run it, a young witch, raised by an erratic coven of witches finds herself an important pawn in a war that began centuries before her birth. Prudence Skov, Rue to her friends, Styria to her enemies, is charged with a mission that will most likely end in her death, but it would be the steppingstone her coven needs to turn the tide of this war in their favor, getting them one step closer to righting all that is wrong with this new world of drug dealing werewolves, business mogul vampires and the disgusting practice of human trafficking. Humans, who once fought each other to end slavery, ended back up on the bottom of the food chain when their predators, though outnumbered had learned how to blend in. Rue, ready to do whatever it takes to keep herself and her brother safe, knows that being sold into the employ of Phoenix Arizona's most eligible werewolf bachelor is necessary in accomplishing that. But when a wedge is thrown in her plans, her world balances on a precarious edge that naivety had once shielded her from. Will she take the beating of these men who think they own everything and accept her role as a pawn? Or does she have it in her to take control of her destiny, to rise from the ashes of her past and come back stronger than ever? Chaos, love, pain, loss, spicy secrets and more await you in this thrilling story of myths and dangers.
View MoreThe last of the time slots seemed to pass by so slowly. My heart was pounding ridiculously loud in my chest, mimicking the beat of each footstep the purveyor took across the stage as he talked up the audience over each "item" before he'd begin calling out numbers and declaring the new master of each slave based on who was most willing to dump out the highest amount of their dirty money from their pockets. The whole thing was making me sick. "Forty-eight," he called out and I swear my head vibrated with those words as they hung heavily in the air. So close. We were so close to my number being called. I was barely following along with the proceedings. My mind was a jumbled mess but I tried to pay attention to the current being up for sale. The slave, in this case, a male vampire who could manipulate some things, some ways at some times. I didn't know. The words were all a muffled noise in my ears, the movements all blurs that seemed to simultaneously be speeding by while also crawli
Reese's POV "Don't look at the succubus," Came the order through his earpiece. Reese gritted his teeth, deciding instead to focus his eyes on the man, woman and boy that he'd been told to watch. Nothing serious had really happened with them this whole time aside from the salty tears Reese could smell coming from the boy. When he'd looked, sure enough, Reese had seen a couple drip off the boy's nose onto the ground, though he did a good job keeping his head down to hide them. He must know the mage girl personally somehow, Reese thought to himself. "Nordberg is bidding on this one," Taylor's voice sounded in his ear. Reese refrained from looking at the man to see for himself.Taylor was one of the Pack that wasn't a werewolf, but that didn't diminish her importance to the group one bit. She took on one of the most dangerous jobs our Alpha ever asked of us. And she did it daily and with no complaints. She was constantly infiltrating enemy ranks like she was one of their avid followers
I wrung my hands in my lap as I stared back at Lathan. I was his mate, right? According to all the old texts I'd had to study over the years about werewolves, a fated mate was something special to them. A rare gift that they believed came from their beloved Moon Goddess. So rare they'd do anything for them. So, would he make sure I got out of this safely? Would he do anything to ensure my safety? I wondered, my stomach roiling with nerves. "-later on in years, but still has many more years of service to offer! He's done it all, from kitchen duty, maid service, butlering, even bedroom tasks are in his repertoire, and high ratings from what I'm told. You don't want to miss out on this item! Bidding starts at fifty." I chewed my bottom lip as I waited for someone to put their paddle up. Hoping it would be someone who looked kind at least. The purveyor asked a few more times for fifty before lowering it. And lowering it. And lowering it... Down to twenty grand and no one raised a padd
Prudence's POV As soon as the man's voice came over the speakers, the entire room fell silent and the lights fully dimmed. My talkative neighbor and I were in complete darkness with the rest of the slaves. "Everything will be ok," the old man said from behind me and I don't know how, but a calm settled over me. I nodded, forgetting he couldn't see me and continued to stare out towards the congregation of rich assholes who believed they had this right to sell and use people. "It will be ok," my neighbor in chains repeated and another wave of contentment hit me. "Tonight is going to be one special night," the man who was hosting the event continued. "In fact, I've a feeling it's going to set the new precedent for future events. Records are going to be set, pockets are going to empty! I can feel it in my bones!" he declared with such enthusiasm I saw people lean forward in their seats out in the audience. The night's purveyor was somewhere in his forties, and so energetic that I knew
"Done, let's get going." Leanne said, dropping the makeup brush down on the table and standing up to double check her work on my face. And let's be quick about it. Marcellus is going to be pissed that we took as long as we did," Lenny grumbled, pushing himself off the wall. I stood as Leanne shot
"This dress cost more than you'd be worth if you didn't have that working uterus inside you," Leanne croaked out with vehemence and anger as she handed it to me. I raised an eyebrow at her, "How much?" I asked out of pure curiosity. "Five grand," Lenny answered for her, bending down to pick up t
Prudence's POV"Happy Birthday, Rue," I sighed out, flicking the pen over that I'd been balancing on its tip. Not with physics, but with the meager amount of magic I had been blessed with.Or cursed, depending on how you look at it.So you see, here's a little about me. I'm nineteen as of today, M
The room was loud in a subdued way. There was a constant buzz of chatter, but no one single voice stood out from the rest. I looked around, trying to look meek rather than nervous as all Hell. My hands were shaking, so they were currently clasped together behind my back to hide that from view. Ev






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