Hi everyone! I finally got a title for book three, and it is: LUNA TO THE ALPHAS. The story starts immediately after Beth blacks out, and no, it won't be continued here on Goodnovel. To know what happens with Beth, you can become an explorer or enthusiast at Maraville.
Since I've been getting a few questions about joining, I decided to answer them here for new and old readers.
Q: How can I become part of the Maraville?
A: Since Goodnovel won't allow me to post línks within chapters, the best place to find details about the Maraville community is on my Instâgram (maramartha.author) or Facébook page (Maramartha).
Q: Do you need to pay per chapter?
A: No. You pay once a month and that gives you access to everything I've written for that month. You also get to read other books in that tier.
Q: What is Maraville?
A: It's a community for my readers to connect and a place for me to share my works at a weekly rate with readers paying only once a month.
Q: Why do I love Maraville more?
A: Maraville is a community hosted on Ream. So the main question should be, why do I love Ream more. I love it because it's a platform created by authors to help fellow authors take more control of their writing without signing ridiculous contracts.
If you're familiar with P*****n, Ream is exactly that but even better. I get to reply comments AND unlike Goodnovel, readers are notified when I reply their comments. I also receive an email each time you comment. That way, I don't miss any questions.
Q: Why not finish the book here?
A: I would have, but the response is poor. In addition to that, I'm making so little from having it here. Having a community of my own gives me better access and control of my income. Ream allows me to keep 80% of whatever readers pay for my book.
Q: Will the books ever be published?
A: Yes, but under new titles. When we have enough members at Maraville to cover the costs of editing, formatting, and designing, that's my next goal.
Q: What are the perks of joining Maraville?
A: To support me. Two, you follow the story as I write, and you get to request for bonus scenes. I write certain scenes from a different POV based on what readers request. (Did you ever wonder why Waylen never picked Beth's call? I have a POV of that in Maraville. Do you want to know what Otis is like? I also have an Otis POV in Maraville) Three, you also receive a free digitally signed ebook copy when the book is completed, edited, and proofread. Four, you receive a customised welcome badge for being a part of the pack. Five, I would love to see you there. Six, a writer is nothing without her readers, so in the end, I still need the love of my readers.
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If you're curious about the blurb of book three, it's here. The first chapter goes live today (October 9th, 2023) and the cover is also on my social media pages, so make sure you join the Maraville to avoid missing updates. And don't forget to get your badges.
BLURB
Rules are set in place for a reason. Beth and Malik learn that the hard way when they try to break the rules that have governed his kind for years. An unconscious Beth is the last straw for Waylen. He has always disliked Malik, but right now, he loathes the man.
When Beth regains consciousness, she’s faced with hard choices. She made a deal with Waylen, and he’s not one to forget. There’s only one choice: Reject Malik.
But leaving Malik isn’t the genius solution Waylen thought it would be. As each day passes, more threats grow, the people around Beth are threatened, and she grows increasingly more depressed without her second mate’s logical voice to seduce her.
For once, the two arrogant Alphas must set aside their pride and work together to get back their woman. Will Waylen be able to do this? Or will his hate for Malik cloud his judgement?
Hi everyone! I finally got a title for book three, and it is: LUNA TO THE ALPHAS. The story starts immediately after Beth blacks out, and no, it won't be continued here on Goodnovel. To know what happens with Beth, you can become an explorer or enthusiast at Maraville. Since I've been getting a few questions about joining, I decided to answer them here for new and old readers. Q: How can I become part of the Maraville? A: Since Goodnovel won't allow me to post línks within chapters, the best place to find details about the Maraville community is on my Instâgram (maramartha.author) or Facébook page (Maramartha). Q: Do you need to pay per chapter? A: No. You pay once a month and that gives you access to everything I've written for that month. You also get to read other books in that tier. Q: What is Maraville? A: It's a community for my readers to connect and a place for me to share my works at a weekly rate with readers paying only once a month. Q: Why do I love Maraville more
The door shut after Malik, and I switched off the lights. Sleeping was futile. I tossed and turned until I fell into a fitful sleep. The following day, I was still cranky. I splashed water on my face and made my way into his room. He was seated on the bed. But I ignored him as I walked past to the bathroom to get the spare toothbrush. I finished brushing and returned to meet him in that same position. He looked exhausted. What was I even doing here in his room? I had a toothbrush in the guest room. I was supposed to be ignoring my mate, but worry gnawed at my chest. Folding my arms on my chest, I tapped my foot on the floor, and he slowly lifted his head to meet my gaze. Sad, gray eyes connected with mine. My insides tingled, but I scowled. “Are you okay?” I almost barked. “No.” His reply floored me. The softness of his voice made my arms drop to my sides. Did he transition at night? Except from the tiredness in his eyes, he looked okay. “C
No, no, no. This was not my Malik, even if they looked alike and my body liked him. One, he was acting weird and more aggressive. His eyes constantly flicked between green and gray like he was contesting with his wolf. My thighs throbbed, not only from being in his presence but because they had been forced open while his fingers assaulted my pussy. I needed him so badly that as he ignored my plea to stop and continued thrusting into my wetness, part of me wanted him to keep going until my orgasm. But I also needed to put my foot down. If I could punish Waylen, I could punish Malik too. “Malik,” I called out, my voice louder. My body reacted in all the ways it should, and he continued to use that to his advantage. “What?” he barked, an unusual chill in his voice. He retracted his fingers to suck them clean. His eyes were different colors. One gray, one green. I didn’t know who was in charge. “Wolf got your tongue? Can’t talk anymore?
MALIKThe weekend passed, and we were still not on talking terms. Elizabeth was back to the office. Except for passing vital information when necessary, she wouldn’t talk or look at me. I loved my mate, I needed her, but if she wasn’t sure how she felt about me anymore, maybe some space would be good for her. Staying in the guestroom hadn’t improved her mood. It was worse. I parked in the garage, and as usual, Elizabeth stepped out of the car without waiting for me to open her door. That didn’t bother me as much as knowing she would head into the guestroom and I wouldn’t see her until tomorrow morning. The council was a part of me. I had separated myself enough from them by refusing to be a part of the table. But I couldn’t cut ties with them. Not right now. Governor Kane raised me. I still reported to him. I followed after my mate without trying to make conversation. It was futile. Nothing I said would be good enough. After a quick shower, I turned
My head was reeling. I was baffled. He lied. Malik lied to me. I walked back to the guestroom door to be sure it was locked. God, I wanted to leave this place. But the only option was with Waylen. He would gloat. I fell back to the bed with a sob, my hands covering my face as I let it all out. Fumi could have died. What was the point? To endear himself to me? That was unlike him. Puffing out a breath, I kicked off my shoes and tucked myself in bed without changing out of my dress. I fell into a fitful sleep and woke up feeling even more awful. My eyes were bloodshot red. My mind and body were exhausted. I tried to forget the conversation from yesterday, but it rolled back in too slowly to be ignored. Slumping into the seat in front of the mirror, I patted my cheeks and forced a smile to my lips. Thinking that I still had to go to work today made me want to return to bed and cry myself to sleep again. I defended Malik against Waylen so many t
MALIKElizabeth and Waylen looked perfect with her seated on his lap. I was almost hesitant to call their attention to me, but it only took a few seconds for Waylen to notice me. My hand raised in a wave that never happened. There was something different about him, not anything callous but relaxing. I slipped onto the couch opposite them as Elizabeth smiled. I knew how to tackle angry Waylen, but this version was something else. Scary. “Malik,” Elizabeth said. I noticed his arm on her waist. Instead of creating any more awkwardness by having her come to hug or kiss me, I stretched out my hand to her, and she placed hers over it. I dropped a kiss on her knuckles, and she chuckled. She was happy, the happiest I had seen her in a while. I couldn’t say if Waylen saw it, but this was what I meant when I always said, her happiness depended on both of us. “Did you have any trouble locating the place?” “No. It was pretty easy, love.” Waylen was