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This book is authored by Ariel Eyre. "She is deaf." "What, she can't be deaf. I have never heard of a deaf wolf. It is impossible." "I am serious. She had an accident when she was six. She didn't have her wolf then, and it couldn't heal, resulting in hearing loss." She smiled. Her smile could have knocked me over. It was something I would want to see as often as I could. "Can you hear me?" She just shook her head. How on earth would I communicate with her if she couldn't talk? If I marked her, I could mind-link. I could mark her here and now. It is my right, after all. But she may not like that. I had to wonder if her being deaf, though, would be okay. If I marked her, she would be Luna to my pack. She would need to be strong. I had no idea if losing her hearing made her weak. As much as I wanted to claim her on the spot, I would need to know that she could hold her own. Or, at the very least, could be taught to fight. --------- When I pressured my brother to take me down to the southern territory I just wanted to experience the way the rest of the world lived. Growing up in the north is brutal and we survive off the land. But I never expected to meet my mate and from a southern pack made it all the more difficult. His values differed from my own. The way his pack lived was the opposite of how I was raised. The brutality of my life would lead me to make decisions that put the Shadow Pack in jeopardy.

Alpha werewolves should be cruel and merciless with unquestionable strength and authority, at least that’s what Alpha Charles Redmen believes and he doesn’t hesitate to raise his kids to be the same way. Alpha Cole Redmen is the youngest of six born to Alpha Charles and Luna Sara Mae, leaders of the Red Fang pack. Born prematurely, he is rejected without hesitation as weak and undeserving of his very life. By adulthood, his father’s hatred and abuse towards him has spilled over into the rest of the pack making him the scapegoat for those with the sadistic need to see him suffer. The rest are simply too afraid to even look his way leaving him little in the way of friends or family to turn to. Alpha Demetri Black is the leader of a sanctuary pack known as Crimson Dawn. It’s been years since a wolf has made their way to his pack via the warrior’s prospect program but that doesn’t mean he’s not looking for the tell tale signs of a wolf in need of help. Malnourished and injured upon his arrival, Cole’s anxious and overly submissive demeanor lands him in the very situation he’s desperate to avoid, in the attention of an unknown alpha. Yet somehow through the darkness of severe illness and injury he runs into the very person he’s been desperate to find since he turned eighteen, his Luna. His one way ticket out of the hell he’s been born into. Will Cole find the courage needed to leave his pack once and for all, to seek the love and acceptance he’s never had?

Precious has always felt different from her peers, she has always had a hard time fitting in, so she wears a hoodie to be invisible but this only makes her visible and an easy target. Everything changes when a ghost Tommy suddenly appears and makes her life more complicated. Precious learns things about herself that her parents had kept from her, and realises she really isn't like others around her. Will she be able to fulfil her purpose?.

At Harvard University, two worlds couldn't be farther apart. Caspian Hale is the golden boy, athletic, charming, and effortlessly popular. A star basketball player with a sharp jawline and a past he'd rather forget, Caspian transfers to Harvard after a fallout at his old school, promising himself a clean slate. Oliver Wren, on the other hand, lives in the quiet glow of sketches. Fair skinned, delicate, and endlessly curious, he's an artist whose mind runs on strokes and brushes, not people. When Caspian's teammates target Oliver for being different, Caspian follows along to keep his image untouchable. But what starts as teasing soon unravels into confusion, guilt, and an attraction he doesn't understand. As pranks turn to conversations and mockery to stolen glances, both boys find themselves caught between who they were and who they might become. In a world that prizes perfection, they discover that sometimes the most beautiful things are built from broken circuits and unexpected hearts.

In my family, fairness was practically a law. It all started with my older siblings, Xander and Kendra Hale. They were twins, and neither of them could bear the thought of the other getting even a little more. The smallest hint of favoritism was enough to start a fight. Because of that, everything had to be equal. If Xander got something, Kendra needed one too. If Kendra received anything, Xander expected the same. My parents followed that rule so strictly that almost everything in our house seemed to come in pairs—one for him, one for her. I learned early that I was never part of that equation. When I was still a child, I once looked at my mother and asked, "What about me?" She snapped before I could say anything more. "Your brother and sister already make things difficult enough. Can you please not add to it?" That was the last time I asked. Years passed, and I got used to being the one left out. Then my father bought a six-seater SUV. There were only five people in our family. For the first time, I looked at all that empty space and thought, maybe this time, there would finally be room for me. I should have known better. On the morning of our family road trip, rain poured from the sky as I stood beside the car with my bag clutched in one hand. Two empty seats should have been waiting for me. Instead, Kendra's cat was curled up comfortably in one, while Xander's dog had taken over the other. I stared at them through the open door. Xander noticed immediately and pulled his dog closer. Kendra barely looked at me before rolling her eyes. "We already agreed to keep things fair. You're not taking my cat's seat." For a moment, I just stood there. The rain soaked through my clothes until they clung to my skin. Cold water ran down my face and into my collar, yet nobody moved. Eventually, my father looked over with obvious annoyance. "Why are you still standing there? Don't you have something else to do?" My hands were already numb from the cold. I looked at all of them sitting comfortably inside the car, then smiled. "Actually, I do. I'm not going." I turned around and walked back into the house without another word. A few minutes later, I opened my laptop and submitted the study-abroad application I had been putting off for months. For twenty years, I had waited for my family to give me the same fairness they fought so hard to protect. That morning, I finally understood the truth: they had always made space for me, but there was never truly a place for me. Once I realized that, I stopped waiting for one.

In Eldoria, dragons are not tamed. They choose. Eighteen years ago, the royal seer made a prophecy: the golden dragon Tharion would choose a master, and whoever he chose would become the Dragon King. Every child born that year is a candidate. I am one of them. My name is Liana Frost. My mother is the most famous dragon rider in the kingdom. She trained me for twelve years because she believed I was the one. She was wrong. I have no talent for anything. In my first combat exam at Dracoryn Academy, I finished dead last. Kael Draven was born that year too. He finished first in everything. He is cold and arrogant, and I have been compared to him since we were six years old. He is the person I hate most in this world — and now he lives in the room next to mine. Everyone at the academy already knows the crown is his. But for a hundred years, Tharion has thrown every rider who ever touched him. And the day I climbed onto his back, he knelt.