Does 'Primordial Fury' Have A Sequel?

Alpha Cassian is infamous. Infamous for surviving even after his mate died. Infamous for ruthlessly hunting and killing his enemies. Infamous for his hatred towards the rogues. The predator. That's what we call him. We lived in fear because of him. He made my life hell even though I never met him once. No rogue has ever escaped after meeting him. My father taught me to stay away from his pack and I did. I never went closer to him. But fate had other plans. I met the infamous predator. I had no choice but to join his pack and on my eighteenth birthday, I learned something that flipped my life upside down. The truth that terrified me. The truth that kept Alpha Cassian alive even after his mate died. It was me. I was the ruthless alpha's second chance mate. Yes, I was a prey mated to the predator.

Prime is the most dangerous lycan in the history of the supernatural and he has found his match. Taiti is running from her psychopathic father, who has wanted her dead since the moment she was born. Taiti runs into the arms of Cassian Cole, the wolven heir who might even be Prime reincarnated himself. Cassian fights what he is, pushing down the beast so deep that it is forced to sleep. You can not tame a primal spirit, which is the impossible task that Taiti must face. She needs him to protect her from her father but most of all she needs him to protect her from herself. The mind is a dangerous place. Will love prevail and save us all? Or will the tyrant Prime, first Lycan rise again? BOOK ONE IN THE PRIME TRILOGY

In the Northern Crest Pack, strength is everything. Elara is a nineteen-year-old "wolfless" Omega—a shadow in her own home. She has spent her life loving future Alpha Killian, believing their fated bond would finally give her a voice. But on the night of the Blood Moon, Killian publicly shatters her heart. He rejects Elara as "too weak to lead," choosing the cruel but powerful Cora as his Luna. The rejection should have killed her. Instead, it snaps a seal on an ancient power. Elara isn't a normal wolf; she is a Primal Guardian with the ability to command the elements. Exiled and hunted, she flees to the South, where she meets Malachi, the "Monster King." He is the only one who sees the goddess hidden beneath her scars. Under Malachi’s protection, Elara transforms into a force of nature. When a Great War brings a desperate Killian to her feet to beg for help, he doesn't find the "Little Mouse" he discarded. He finds a Queen. And this time, she has a mate who would burn the world to keep her.

Kael Vaelor is the sole survivor of the brutal massacre that wiped out the Silverfang wolf-shifter clan. His parents, his kin, his entire bloodline are slaughtered by Vortigern and his feared organization, the Crimson Shadows. From that night onward, Kael grows up with only one purpose burning in his chest: revenge. Years later, just as Kael finally closes in on Vortigern, fate intervenes in the form of Liora—a kind, beautiful waitress whose warmth and compassion cut through his hardened exterior. Their romance is intense and consuming, filled with passion, stolen nights, and whispered dreams of leaving the past behind. Betrayal strikes from the deepest place—Liora is secretly connected to the Crimson Shadows and played a role in the destruction of the Silverfangs. Overpowered and broken, Kael is beaten without mercy and thrown from a deadly cliff, left for dead. Believing Kael gone forever, Liora is consumed by grief and regret. Months pass in mourning until Dax, a loyal member of the gang who has always admired her, steps in to comfort her. Slowly, he earns her trust and heart, and she begins a new life at his side. Years later, Kael returns. Rescued from the brink of death and trained by a mysterious master, he comes back stronger, colder, and more dangerous than ever—an unstoppable force shaped by pain and survival. The city that once buried him now stands in his shadow. As Kael hunts down the Crimson Shadows, he also seeks answers from the woman who once meant everything to him. What remains between them—love or hatred, forgiveness or destruction—will decide the fate of everyone involved. The last Silverfang has come home… and his revenge is far from over.

"Your wolf is a feral monster, Vickon," I whisper against his neck, my fingers tracing the jagged silver scars marking his chest. "But his teeth belong to me now." "Then finish the bond, Zafira," he rumbles, a dangerous, low growl vibrating against my bare collarbone as his heavy hands grip my hips, pulling me flush against his solid frame. "Sink your fangs into my throat and claim your sovereignty. Let the whole dominion watch you take what is yours." In my first life, I was a blind, naive omega who believed the venomous lies of my pack-sister. I fled the sacred marriage alliance, rejected my true-mate signs, and watched the sovereign of the Blackwynd Moon Dominion bleed out in the snow to save my worthless life. Stranded in the wastes, I was brutally scarred and slaughtered by the very rogues I trusted. But the ancestors weren't finished with me. Reborn into the past, I wake up on the exact day of my binding transport with my memories completely intact and my inner wolf roaring for vengeance. I will not flee this time. I will crawl straight into the sovereign's den, wrap myself in his scent, and protect the terrifying, silver-poisoned True Alpha that the rest of the world fears. Let the corrupt elders plot, let the rogues test our borders, and let my traitorous family beg for mercy. They think I am a weak piece of currency to be traded, but I am here to claim my position as Lady Blackwynd. Vickon Blackwynd is the apex predator of the North—and this time, I am staying by his side until the pack burns.

To Marry a Monster: Book 2 " My fiancé left me humiliated at the altar. So I walked next door and married the most dangerous predator in the city. I wanted the alliance. I practically begged for it to save the Whitmore bloodline from extinction. But when I stood in the Moonveil Grand Hall ready to bind my life to Ronan Blackwell, he did the unthinkable—he jilted me in front of the entire elite wolf society, leaving my family completely defenseless. With our enemies already closing in on our borders, I had exactly one move left. I marched straight into the Silverfang Ceremony Chamber next door. Inside, Lucien Afolayan—the ruthless head of the Afolayan Dominion—was standing at the altar alone, his own noble bride having just vanished into the night. I offered him a cold, desperate transaction: take me instead. Lucien didn't marry me out of love; he needed an elite vanguard commander, and I needed an executioner's army. But now that we're bound by blood and mafia law, the dynamics in his citadel are turning lethal. His dark, possessive touch is waking up a feral hunger I wasn't prepared for, and his amber eyes demand far more than a political contract. Now, the borders are fracturing under a silver-rot infection, a phantom stalker is hunting my scent, and Ronan Blackwell is suddenly realizing exactly what he threw away. My ex-fiancé wants me back, but Lucien has already tasted my skin. And an Alpha King never gives up his property alive."