Vagabond

Young Immanuel Gonzales roamed the streets at age seven. His mother died when he was three years old, while his father was accused of killing his co-worker at a construction site. His relatives did not bother to take him but instead, made a vagabond out of him. Hungry and tired, he met a young girl who gave him food to eat. He was grateful and told himself that someday he would show his appreciation for the good deeds done to him. Living alone, he had encountered lots who had hurt him, but he continued to live came one person who had helped him finish his studies and he became a lawyer. One rainy night, he helped a woman who got scared from a homeless person. The first time they met, both felt that there was something that would bind them together which would make or break them apart. He was a lawyer who came from a poor family, handsome and smart, whose father was a victim of injustice....and she, a rich and pretty heiress, who had been engaged to be married to a wealthy person. Both fell into the abyss of deep affection....a love that caused them to be apart...living their lives with regret and loneliness

Admired and envied by his peers because of his superb qualities and for being handsome. Everyone wanted to be close with Pedro Lassiter but he was aloof to anyone except for his mother. He couldn't trust anyone else near him...except for his family. Unknown to the ordinary humans, Pedro Lassiter was the Alpha of the Vagabond Warriors but they were considered as the Lost Pack. He was the only surviving heir of the most feared Vagabond Warriors but Pedro has a different plan; expanding the family business. Unfortunately, things turned differently for Pedro, when he crossed paths with Adrienne Mcbride. He fell in love with her, but their sweet love turned into sour when he discovered about her secret. Adrienne's parents and ancestors has been their enemies for years. Love conquers all...but how?

The Vagabond Pack was destined to protect, be mate-less, and be unaffected by the heating season. When Alpha Ciandra's period arrived, she left immediately, leaving behind the pack under her beta's leadership. Aware of the cruelty of the alpha she was fated to protect, she was confident she would manage, after all, she was strong and focused, little did she know she was walking into forever damnation. With his cruel, noxious, and possessive traits, he needed a strong warrior to guard him and not some feeble wolf who would crumble under his command. Alpha Alphonso got more though, a second chance mate, and hell, he couldn’t miss the opportunity of turning her into a mere wolf by defiling her against her wish. Once the elders learned of their ‘relationship’, Alpha Alphonso blamed and rejected her. The elders cast her out, turning the once great Alpha Ciandra into a broken wolf. With her previous pack shunning her, she fled only to be captured by Alpha Alphonso's men and went through hell inside the Dark Shadow Pack. Once she managed to escape, she promised herself to return to avenge herself and make everyone pay, even the moon goddess who betrayed her by giving her a mate she never asked for. She was going to, no matter what it took.

*There are three books in one! Since they need to be read in order, they are one right after another! * With a genius IQ and her own tattoo shop, Kristen is about to become 18. After years of being abused by her stepmother, Kristen has decided to leave her pack with the money her tattoo shop has made. Regardless of who her mate is, Kristen will be on her own adventure. Unfortunately, more than one male has a problem with her independence. Kristen's fiery personality has placed her into a situation that is forcing her to face everything she has escaped. How much can one person endure before they give up?

I had always been in love with Bryson Taylor my best friend. But I knew we could never be because I was the lowest of the ranks and he was an alpha's heir. But by a twisted fate, we ended up being mated and everything seemed perfect, until it wasn't. I was forced to flee from him and the pack. Forced to break the bond that connected us. All for the sake of saving him and everyone I loved. But who will save me? As the weeks fly between us, a bump grows in my belly. I am pregnant for him and I could do nothing but look ahead to the lonely world I'd have to live without him by my side. Until one day, our fates decide to entwine again and we practically stumbled into each other. " He is my son! I have every right to bring him back to my pack where both he and you belong. You're not running away from me this time Emily,"

Aria was the Luna of the Winter Mist pack, renowned for her achievements in war strategy. Her contribution was crucial in her pack becoming the most powerful in the entire country. Everything in her life should be perfect. ...Except it wasn't. In actuality, Aria's life was anything but successful. She was helpless to the whims of her abusive Alpha mate and his mistress. A mate who never loved her. As she watches their relationship grow, her options are to run away or die trying to keep her Luna position. But this is not the story of how Aria sways his closed-off heart until he finally loves her. No, this is the story of how Aria died. So when she is faced with the opportunity to go back in time and try again... will she take it? ...Or is she fated to relive her mistakes all over again? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "...And if I refuse?" I asked hesitantly. "Then you will remain in the Abyss, forever reliving your earthly memories." My mind recalled the images that had just tormented me, showing me my death over and over again. I knew now she must have shown me that strategically so I had a taste of what my refusal would look like. "Then I don't want to be Luna again... and I don't want to be Aleric's mate," I said, surprising even myself that I was bargaining with a Goddess. But I couldn't shake the feeling something seemed off. "That is the fate I have chosen for you." "Then I don't accept," I argued. "I think there is something you're not telling me. A reason why you need me to go back so badly." She was silent, her silver eyes regarding me warily. "...So I am correct," I said, taking her silence as confirmation.