Fate's War

In the first two books, within a world where discovering a destined partner is nearly unattainable and rejecting them proves to be difficult, Olivia faces a dilemma when her husband abruptly encounters his fated match. Changing from a beloved and desired wife, she gradually fades into the darkness of his heart. The heartbreak is deep, yet she didn't let go due to the unbreakable ties that bind them. However, she realizes that genuine freedom alone can grant her peace. Thereafter, when an opportunity to escape her husband's pack arises through a selfless sacrifice, she grabbed it without hesitation. Olivia chooses not to look back, as fate may have stripped her of joy, home, and a happy ever after. Instead, she seizes control of her destiny and embarks on crafting her own fate alongside the Stormclaw Alpha.

BLURB: Rejected by her mate. Cast out by her pack. Georgia lost everything in one night and disappeared with a secret no one could ever know. Five years later, she returns not as the broken wolf they abandoned, but as a mother of three… and a woman with scars that never healed. Now, the Alpha who abandoned her wants her back. However, Georgia is no longer the same girl he turned down. Can she forgive the man who shattered her world? And who is the stranger from that night… the true father of her triplets?

Ever since we were kids, I'd always known how to make use of my gentle childhood friend for things like sending him on errands, and borrowing his allowance. He never complained. Just silently indulged me. Things continued the same way until the day we got engaged. That's when everything snapped into place. That was the day we both woke up. I was just a throwaway character in a novel. He was the male lead—fated to fall in love and end up with the novel's heroine. I was stunned. Ready to walk away. But he was furious. Jaw clenched, eyes wild. He grabbed my hand and dragged me straight to City Hall. "Screw the novel. Screw the plot. The only thing I know is that I love you, and I want forever with you." After we got married, he treated me like I was made of glass. Gentle. Meticulous. We worked side by side, building a reputation as a power couple in the business world. The events of the novel faded into the background. I fell deeper in love with him. Three years later, the youngest daughter of a real estate tycoon started her internship at our company. That day, there was a fire in the office. In the chaos, the girl stumbled into a shelving unit. It came crashing down, headed straight for my husband. I didn't hesitate. I threw myself in front of him. Pain exploded in my skull. Blood poured down my face. The girl, in her panic, had fallen to the ground, crying out, "Aaron, help me!" My husband's face went pale. His expression—pure terror—as he ran toward her without a second thought. "Grace!" he cried. Lightning split through me. My face drained of color. The heroine in the novel—her name was Grace.

I was the real heiress who had just been found and brought home. After I returned to my family, my parents did not favor the fake heiress like the rumors claimed. Instead, they put me first in everything. I quickly integrated into this social circle, and even the fake heiress' childhood friend, Drake Weston, showed interest in me. On the day my father asked me to choose a marriage partner, I was walking toward Drake when pop-up messages suddenly appeared before my eyes. [Don't choose him. He's always loved the fake heiress. He's only getting close to you to seize the family assets in your hands. If you choose him, you're as good as dead. He'd risk his life for the fake heiress, and she's been trying to kill you all along.] I stopped and turned toward the Lockwood family's illegitimate son, Callum Lockwood. Another pop-up message appeared before my eyes. [Choose him. He's kind-hearted and family-oriented, and he's secretly in love with you. You won't go wrong choosing him.] In my previous life, I was misled by the pop-up messages and chose Callum, who seemed harmless. It turned out he was the one who loved the fake heiress. Less than a year after our marriage, they plotted together and killed me. Only after I died did I learn the fake heiress had manipulated all those pop-up messages. She even killed my parents and inherited all my family's assets. This time, I chose Drake without hesitation. The fake heiress and Callum completely lost their composure.

After I fainted from the pain, I learned the truth about my mate Kaelen’s position as Alpha of the Grayswood pack. He had inherited it from his older brother, who had died in battle. Not only did Kaelen take his brother's power, but he also inherited his brother's widow, the former Luna, Lydia. I wanted to reject him and break free from our mate bond, but Kaelen wouldn’t let me. He begged me with tears in his eyes and promised, "I have to bear a pup with Lydia to truly inherit the pack. Violetta, I swear that you're the only one I love. Once Lydia is with pup, you and I can finally be together openly!" That year, Kaelen spent 54 nights in Lydia’s bed. At first, it was once a month, but soon it became nearly every two days. Finally, after the 54th night, the news came that Lydia was carrying his pup. And that was when I finally gave up hope. But when I faked my death and escaped with our pup, Kaelen went mad. He didn't care about the Alpha title he had just obtained. He searched the world over for us, desperate to find me and our pup.

Holly is on the run, she knows the Chasers track her by night. To stay ahead of them she needs to push herself far away from where she has been resting.Her cabbit companion is at her side willing to help, but things get strange when a new person arrives and tells Holly that she has an important fate. Holly takes this news in stride until she finds out the Chasers have been sent to deliver her to one of the four horsemen.Fortunately for Holly, her spirit seems to draw some of the Chasers to her side, but will her kind spirit be enough when all four horsemen descend to try to capture her, and even worse when the King of Hell himself sets his sights on her?