Spray Viespi

Because my father's childhood sweetheart's daughter was accidentally burned, my father was angry and locked me in the fire house where werewolf criminals were punished. The Beta of the pack, my father, looked at me with disgust written all over his face: "I don't have such a cruel daughter. You'll stay here and reflect on what you've done." I begged loudly for mercy, admitted my mistake, pleading for him to let me out. All I got in return was his merciless command. "Unless she's dead, no one is to release her." The fire house stood isolated at the edge of the territory. No matter how much I screamed for help, no one could hear me. He assigned the housekeeper to set the room to spray fire every 2 hours. The burns were excruciating, my werewolf healing barely keeping me alive between sessions. Ten days later, he finally remembered he had a daughter and decided to let me out. But what he didn't know was that I had already died in that fire house, never to wake again.

Alexa. Queen bee. Popular. And above all, secretly mischievous. Devon. Silent rebel. Bike guy. Bad boy When these two cross paths, will sparks ignite, or will thunders roar? When Alexa pranks her boyfriend as revenge for forgetting their date night, everything seems to be fun, except that she pink spray painted the wrong bike. Turns out, it's the school's new student. A handsome devil too, that's seriously pissed with her. When their game of who intimidates who turns into more, Alexa isn't sure if she can trust him with her heart.

"Camille had only been heading to her grandma’s house because Gran couldn’t figure out her cable again, but she stumbles across the city’s notorious graffiti artist along the way. And now that she knows who the face behind the spray paint can is, she can’t seem to listen to her friends’ sage advice and follow the safe path, leaving well enough alone. She’s determined to coax Black Crimson into agreeing to an exclusive interview so she can become the famous newspaper journalist she’s always wanted to be. But in this contemporary twist to the Little Red Riding Hood fable, our red-headed heroine learns just how dangerous talking to strangers can be...to her heart. "

*Book 1 of the Impulse moon* Kambiri and Kamdiri the twins and the last blood and survivors of the disaster accident of Mr. Dike's family during the last and worst strike of the werewolves in the city, werewolves disturb and kill people unnecessarily in this city, they are killing almost half of the people of this city These werewolves heal faster and also faster than sight, It was a hard mission before the forces managed to get rid of them all, they also spray some silvers through the air that got all the werewolves weakened and killed at once... Well, Vanguard city is very good when it comes to war, they always have an easy way to get rid of their obstacles with their advanced technologies. The war is over, no more werewolves, the people have rejected werewolves not only the people of Vanguard but the rumors of these werewolves have gone viral, and made everyone around the corner of the world reject being or living with a werewolf, they believed that they are evil, and new rules have been created to guide the city of Vanguard, this rule is "Anyone noticed to be a werewolf should be killed, no mercy". same as other cities around the world Mrs. Dike who was employed in another city as a teacher in the " Montessori school" was so much pained when she heard the most painful news of her life, losing two sons and husband. She rushed down to the vanguard to live with her twins Kambiri and Kamdiri, which are now her world and everything she has, they are the only reason she has to bear the death of their father and brothers, they are the only reason she have to continue living on this earth. Sad news as kambiri and Kamdiri got bitten with the last breath of the king of all werewolves known as the "Zetawolf" during a new full moon. they are now transformed into dangerous werewolves. It hasn't been long and people discovered them, they have to exit from the city of Vanguard to the most dangerous forest of Vanguard known as " Volkir" where no one else can infiltrate, apart from wild animals, or else they will be killed. Mrs. Dike couldn't bear it anymore, after living up to a month without catching a glimpse of her children. She passed on and died! She has no one else to live for again. Kambiri and Kamdiri vowed never to rest until their mother's blood got revenged. What could finally give them peace of mind? Wiping out the entire city of Vanguard? or something else?

At a concert, I went wild, shouting at the top idol on stage, “Tony Townsend, spray on my face!” That night, my brother had me pinned against the ancestral altar, a ruler pressing down on the back of my neck. “Lift your head. Tell me, what did you want that idol to do to you?” Later, he shoved me down onto the mattress, his fingertips grinding against my swollen lips. “Isn’t this what you wanted?”

The whole wolf pack knew I was Alpha Nick’s fated mate—chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. But the second I stepped into Brown Pack territory with my suitcase in hand— His mother, Mrs. Johnson, ordered the maids to spray me with wolfsbane. His cousin, Enna, "accidentally" put me in *his* bedroom. And his childhood sweetheart, Rina, slapped a ten-million-dollar check in my face, demanding I publicly renounce this "joke of a mating bond." Even Alpha Nick himself—the ruthless legend of the pack—spent the first night wrapped around me like a damn octopus, only to kick me out coldly the next morning: *"Get out. Don’t come back to my room again."* When I was framed for theft, forced to work overtime till midnight, or locked inside a pitch-black office mid-panic attack… My *"fiancé"* was too busy grinding on Rina at some high-society ball. Then the truth about me dropped— Brown Pack’s elders dropped to their knees, trembling. Rina ripped her knockoff Luara gown in rage. And Alpha Nick, eyes bloodshot, pinned me against the wall: *"Wendy… you played me."* I smirked, peeling his fingers off me. *"Sorry, Alpha. The three-month contract’s up."* *"Now… call me by my real title—heir of White Moon Pack."*