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One night before our engagement, Darren Finch insisted on throwing a singles party aboard a cruise ship. He made it clear I wasn't invited. But in the middle of the night, I got a call saying he'd fallen overboard. Panic overtook me. Feverish and disoriented, I stumbled to the deck and dove into the sea without a second thought. The night waters were icy, sapping the strength from my limbs. As I was pulled back onto the deck, shivering and soaked, I heard laughter ring out from the crowd. Carrie Specter, Darren's childhood sweetheart, stood above me. She gave a soft, lilting laugh. "Seeing how far you're willing to go for Darren... I can finally hand him over to you without worry." At that, Darren wrapped an arm smugly around her waist. "Carrie, you really do know me best." "I told you," she beamed, "Paula would pass your test." I let out a cold laugh, slipped the engagement ring from my finger, and flung it at his face. "No, thanks. I wish you two eternal bliss. Just don't ever drag me into your drama again."

Taking five deep breaths I slowly turn around to come face to face with a pair of dazzling green eyes boring into me and my heart skips a beat. "Mine." Mating between werewolves is natural but a werewolf mating with humans is a matter of war. So humans were given the chance to have the opportunity to mate with a werewolf only if they qualify in inducing feelings within the werewolf. That's what they call as 'The Marriage Trials' Hazel Barnard, a twenty year old orphan who lives under the shelter of her unkind Uncle, Aunt and a despising sister has never been able to get the attention of a wolf after she turned eighteen. But what happens when King Alpha Xavier Ash chooses her to be his marriage trial, only in the wake of rejecting her later… Will she be able to win his stone cold heart or become a slave to the rule of ruthless werewolves?

The Moon Goddess offered me her protection. If I died, I'd get one chance to be reborn through the werewolf trials. I was born with "sensory impairment." I wasn't an Omega, but I couldn't shift into a wolf. I couldn't see or sense wolves in their lupine forms or their power. When I appeared alongside ninety-nine other trial candidates in an ancient rainforest shrouded in thick fog and darkness, everyone assumed I wouldn't make it past the first day. But here I was, in the terrifying rainforest nests, treating a ghostly wolf pup, drowned for its unusual coat color, as my own little cub. And, I flirted with a bloodthirsty vampire spirit who took pleasure in killing, treating him like a lover. I even befriended the evil twin Hexenbiest, treating them like sisters. The first time we met, I reached out and ran my hand over the vampire's abs. "Nice body," I commented, "just a bit on the short side." He let out a humorless laugh, reattached the head he'd been holding to his neck, and gripped my chin. "I'm six-foot-five," he said. "Want to take another look?"

Amelia, a young girl targeted for her appearance, faces heartbreak and humiliation at the hands of Lucie Walker and his cruel friends. Shattered and betrayed, she leaves school with a broken heart, vowing that this won't be the end - a foreshadowing of a resilient spirit ready to rise against adversity.

Cassy has a secret, one she’s willing to leave her home and pack to keep. But when her boyfriend, Zac, becomes the Ash Mount Beta and refuses to leave with her, her plans take a turn. Torn between fighting for the man she loves and keeping her identity hidden to protect her and her mum, Cassy only has one option. Compete in the Luna Trials - a contest where the mates of the Alpha, Beta and High Guard warriors are chosen. The challenges she faces are far beyond the strategy and strength she needs to win the Trials, and leave her conflicted at every turn. Should Cassy spill her secrets to save a friend? Should she keep fighting for a man who cares more for his title? And what is this strange new pull she has towards the Alpha? But Cassy will face her biggest challenge of all when her past comes back to haunt her.

On our wedding day, my bride insists on wearing an old, beat-up watch with the million-dollar wedding dress I buy her. I call off the wedding on the spot. She looks at me in shock. "You called off the wedding just because of a watch?" I take out the divorce agreement and tell her to sign. "Yes. Because of that watch." Everyone calls me crazy. They cannot believe I would end a ten-year relationship over something so worthless and file for divorce in front of everyone. Dad walks up and slaps me across the face. "Get on your knees, you disgrace." My mother-in-law shrieks that I have ruined her daughter's future by returning her like damaged goods. I look at the watch on her wrist, which is stopped at 3:07, and I smile. Then, I phone my assistant. "It's time. Release everything. I want a divorce."