What Happens At The End Of The Green Road?

For nearly two decades, Madison Evans has led her pack, Blue Meadow as Alpha. Alone. In all that time, she has yet to meet her fated mate. She has dedicated her life to leading like a good alpha should and training her siblings to become the destined Royal leaders of the shifter world. But being without a mate has taken it’s toll on her and her wolf, Infinity. A deep depression has set in and without the magic of her Luna, Infinity is going feral. Maddie is losing hope that she will ever find her destined love and she feels that Selene has abandoned and forgotten her. Joshua Logan, three-time Super Bowl champion and sixteen-year veteran quarterback of the Green Bay Packers, has found himself in a bit of situation. Despite all his success over the years, he is learning that resigning a contract with his recent injuries is proving near impossible. Frustrated and depressed, he spies Maddie in the most unlikely of places. Obsessed with finding her again, Joshua turns up in Blue Meadow, unknowingly placing himself in a world of supernatural danger. As the situation between Maddie and Josh builds, so does the unrest and malice within the shifter world. The darkness has been focused on Maddie and Blue Meadow, but unable to bring her down, it shifts focus to her family and allies. Will the mounting danger of attacks and the political conflicts keep Maddie and Josh from growing their bond? Will Josh fall in love with Maddie, choosing to stay and be her Luna? Or will he go back to his life in the human world, leaving Maddie alone once again? Continue on for the exciting conclusion of The Alpha’s Rose in The War of the Royals.

By the seventh year of my engagement to Tristan, he postponed our wedding for the third time. The reason was simple. His childhood sweetheart, Gabriella, had returned to the country. She had just gone through a divorce and was emotionally unstable. Tristan personally retrieved every invitation we had sent out, his tone calm and steady. "Gabby has no one by her side right now. I can't upset her at a time like this." I held the ring that had already been resized twice and asked, "What about me?" Tristan glanced at me. "You're different. You're sensible." I had been hearing that word for seven years. Sensible. When his startup failed, I sold the old house my grandmother had left me to help him pay off his debts. When he suffered a gastric hemorrhage, I stayed at the hospital for three days straight and missed my own promotion defense. When his mother said my background was too ordinary for him, he only rubbed his temples and said, "Tori, don't make this difficult for me." Every time, I nodded. He once told me that no matter how thick the fog became, he would always leave a light on for me. Until the day Gabriella stood in front of the mirror wearing my wedding dress and smiled as she asked, "Victoria, you don't mind, do you? Tristan said your wedding's being postponed anyway." Tristan stood behind her. He did not deny it. He even reached out and adjusted her veil for her. The fog lamp he had given me with his own hands sat by the display window of the bridal shop. It was still lit, illuminating someone else in the white dress I had waited seven years to wear. Only then did I realize that some roads were not lost because the fog was too thick. It was because he had never planned to come for me at all.

A blizzard had buried the mountain, turning every road into a death trap. Locals called it Deadman's Pass—seventy-two icy switchbacks with zero room for error. As the only person who had ever made it through without a scratch, I'd just gotten a million-dollar rescue call from beyond the final curve. Ten years ago, I went there once. My seventeen-year-old daughter, Maya, was skydiving with her classmates when a violent air current forced an emergency landing. The rescue came too late. She died there. Later, I learned my husband, Jayden Boone, had ignored Maya's safety. He poured hundreds of thousands of dollars into the rescue effort and redirected every team to save his ex's daughter instead. The girl had only sprained her ankle on a hiking trip. The day Maya died, I walked away from my career as a professor and stayed here, living as a broke driver. I risked my life running Deadman's Pass again and again until I knew every turn by heart. In the ten years since, no one else had died on that road. Today, a friend shoved a million-dollar rescue job in front of me and told me to leave right away. I looked at the face in the photo—the one I could never forget. Then I smiled and tossed my keys onto the table. "I can't take this job."

"Look into my eyes," commanded Green, the infamous Queen, the ruler of Vampires. "tell me, what do you see? I will give you wealth, fame, power, authority, even your deepest desire because why? I am a god. Reject me and all this things you shall have. Accept me," Zeus's eyes twitched as she closed the gap between them. "And I'll gladly make your life a living ." She pronounced in the most deadliest tone he had ever heard. But he smiled. He was supposed to be scared of her like everyone else in the Supernatural World, instead, he instantly fell to the trap of love. He was an ordinary Werewolf, she was a powerful Vampire and they were mates. He didn't mind he was mated to a ruthless Vampire Queen, all he wanted was to claim her. But how far can Zeus go in Green's living ? How much pain was he willing to suffer just to ignite love in her heart? And was he ever going to succeed in claiming his wild flower? Green, book one of the colour series.

Growing up in a broken home and opposite a married couple who did nothing but fight, Diana Young swore off marriage and everything to do with it. People say that love ends when marriage starts and since marriage is love's destination, it was kind of ironic. But Diana believed it was all the bit true.Everyone's disappointed at the pot of gold that is not found at the end of the rainbow. Love was like that, she thought. A disappointment. Perhaps she just needed the right person to show her the real pot of gold. What is really found at the end of love, because maybe, just maybe, love doesn't end at all.

On the day of our graduation trip, my boyfriend, Josiah Holt, and my childhood friend, Meredith Sloan, leave me behind at a highway rest stop. They drive for half an hour before realizing that I am missing. When Josiah calls me, there is no panic in his voice, only impatience. "Calliope, why didn't you get in the car? Stop messing around. We're rushing to catch the sunset. We can't turn back for you. Just take a taxi and catch up with us yourself." Through the phone, Meredith's voice comes through clearly. "She's not a child. You can't expect to take care of her forever, can you?" In the past, I would have apologized with tears in my eyes. Then I would drag my luggage along and do everything I could to catch up with them. But this time, as I stare at the gray-blue sky outside the rest stop, I suddenly no longer want to chase after them. I cancel all the hotels I have booked for the rest of the trip. Then, I change my ticket and head to a seaside town I have always wanted to visit—the one they always dismissed as boring. From this moment on, the world is my oyster. I finally set out on my own journey, no longer trailing after anyone.