Peeta Mellark Prosthetic Leg

I can’t shift, can’t fight, and just got publicly rejected by my entire pack on the worst day of my life. Now I’ve been shipped off to Eclipse Alpha Academy, a brutal sanctuary for broken wolves where failure is deadly and weakness rarely survives. Then the academy’s arrogant alpha heir makes me an offer: pretend to be his mate, and he’ll train me, protect me, and keep me alive long enough to actually become dangerous. I know it’s a terrible idea. I’m going to say yes anyway.

Mila was never meant to live. Her pack allowed only one child in each home, but her mother gave birth to twins — Mila and her brother. To keep them safe, her mother cut Mila’s hair and raised her as a boy. When the truth came out, her family was dragged before the Alpha. He made their mother choose which child would die. Her brother clung to their mother and the Alpha gave the order. Mila watched her family burn. She was taken away, sold into the army, and forced to fight under a false name, Mathias. Hiding as a boy, she trained, endured, and swore that she would one day kill the Alpha who destroyed her home. But years later, fate led her into another pack. There, she met a broken prince — a man with one leg and too many scars. When she saved him, the mate bond awakened. He saw her as a blessing. She saw him as a weapon. What began as survival at first, slowly turned into something she didn’t plan for — love. But in a world built on lies, even love comes with a price.

My heartbeat is so steady that sometimes, I don't resemble a human being at all. The fluctuations in my heart rate are very small even though I might be sleeping, suffering from a fever, or losing too much blood. When I'm 18 years old, the Ziegler family admits me into a rehabilitation center. My new home is now a temperature-controlled intensive unit located on the top floor. Oh, Aiden Ziegler doesn't love me at all. It's merely because the one and only artificial heart present in this world—and also in his chest—needs to be fine-tuned with my own heartbeat as its primary frequency. If my heartbeat is steady, he gets to live. If not, he dies. Three months ago, a nurse accidentally took off one of the monitoring pads on my chest. Five minutes later, Aiden, who was ten thousand miles away, went through a temporary crash where his heart stopped. The next day, the third-party medical company filed for bankruptcy. Everyone who was involved in this incident got banned by the medical world. Because of that incident, all of the sounds get eradicated from the top floor. Even the elevator's chimes get muted when it reaches the top floor of the rehab center. Everything changes when Aiden flies to Iropa. That's when his fiancee, Mandy Sutherland, takes over the rehab center. As she flips through my medical bill of nine figures, she sneers at me. "So, the Zieglers are basically sustaining a loser who does nothing but gasps for breath while lying in bed, huh?" After that, Mandy tears off the monitoring pads and unplugs the sync line. Then, she forces me to get on a treadmill. "That'll be a six-mile run for you. You can forget about returning to the top floor if you can't finish the run." As I grip the handrails tightly, I can feel my heart rate turning erratic for the first time ever. It feels as though my heart is about to burst out of my chest. As soon as the alarm goes off, Mandy turns it off immediately. What she doesn't know is that Aiden's artificial heart has already gone crazy, just like mine, while he's stuck in a place that's 12 time zones away.

"Melonie Starling, I, Bolin Crescent, reject you as my rightful mate." His jawline tightened, and his arms rolled into a fist, squeezed angrily by each word. Every word that departed from his mouth felt like salt thrown into an open wound, and I became so weak that my entire body shook. Witnessing the pain of the rejection I'm going through, Alpha Bolin said, "You'd be a joke and unfit to be my Luna, so make it easier for yourself and also reject me as your mate." ******** Melonie is anxious to find her mate, the one who will give her what she has been longing for her entire life: to be loved. Discovering under the full moon that her alpha, Bolin, is her mate, she knows right away that he would never accept her as his Luna much as a mate. Alpha Bolin rejects her on the spot and uses his alpha voice, forcing her, against her will, to also reject him and flee from her, breaking every hope Melonie had in him. How will Melonie carry on, knowing the wolf she has been waiting for her entire life to give her what she has always dreamed of, choose to share it with another she-wolf who has made her life a living hell?

During the fifth year following the zombie apocalypse, my father becomes the base commander. It is all because Beckett Walker, my younger brother, and I both have antibodies in our blood that can counter the zombie virus. Mom and Dad give the majority of the supplies and resources to Beckett, because I'm just his "backup". But since I'm the backup, I'm still fed and provided for to ensure that nothing happens to me. However, when I accidentally take the food that was meant for Beckett, Dad slaps me in anger. "You already received your portion of the supplies, so why are you trying to steal Beckett's? He's not only your younger brother, but he's also the hope and future of the base!" Mom shrieks at me, "Are you trying to kill your brother so you can take his place?" I want to refute them. I only took it by accident. I didn't do it on purpose. But before I can, Dad locks me up in the cryopod. It's dark and freezing. I curl up in a corner, my body shaking. I'm sorry, Dad. It's so cold. I promise I won't ever be greedy for food again.

In the third year after my death, the one who remained faithfully by my wife's side was still the bionic robot I had painstakingly designed. It looked exactly like me and carried within it every detail of my mannerisms, speech, and habits. The only difference was that it never lost its temper with her. Because of that, my wife never sensed anything amiss. Yet each night, she brought home a different man, deliberately testing "me," desperate to see the wild jealousy and rage I once wore so vividly. Then, one day, her childhood sweetheart and first love, shoved "me" off the balcony. It was only then, in her horror, that my wife realized… "I" didn't bleed.