Alaric Saltzman Novels & Stories

On the day of our bonding ceremony, my blood bound, Alaric, took the eternal vows with his true love right before my eyes—his true love, who had only a few years left to live. He leaned closer to her ear and whispered, “I arranged a wolf attack on Elara so that she couldn't arrive at the ceremony on time, and I’ll take the Eternal Vows with you first.” “By our Clan’s law, since I took the vows with you first, you are my legal wedlock, whereas Elara is just a mistress.” He added. Everyone cheered and blessed them as he pulled her in his arms and kissed her passionately. I witnessed all of this, but I didn't cry or kick up a fuss. I've loved Alaric for decades, but I still couldn’t compare to Celeste, a half-blood vampire, created by my father. If that's the case, I'll let him go. Later, I joined the mortal world far away from our Clan. All that I left behind was a miscarriage report with my baby’s DNA , who couldn’t survive the wolf attack they had planned for me. Alaric had never cared for me, so it's odd that he would lose his mind over the loss of a child I bore for him.

Seraphine Duskbane, reborn with a fierce hatred for werekind after a werewolf massacred her family and entire village as a child has just been promoted to commander in the hunters guild and kills a female pureblood wolf which unknowingly ignites a chain of reaction that completely alters her destiny. Alaric Vaelthorn, alpha of the pureblood werewolf clan discovers his bond on the hunter that killed his sister and is torn between worlds as he cannot survive without his mate but he cannot live with the woman, a human who has hunted his kind for decades. Meanwhile, a hidden shadow goes around creating havoc, starting wars and feuds between the two worlds with Alaric and Seraphine at the center. They agree to unite and fight the villain that threatens to destroy both worlds but can they look past their hateful past or will their union create more chaos?

Ravina, the only female warrior of the Shadowfang Pack, has fought tirelessly to earn her place. But on the night she loses her wolf and collapses at the border, everything she has fought for shatters. She returns home to find her mate—her pack’s future Alpha—holding her sister’s hand. Damon tells her that Amira, her ailing sister, has one final wish: to be his mate and Luna before she dies. And after her death? Ravina can have him back. Betrayed and cast aside, Ravina refuses to sit back and accept her fate. Desperate for a solution, she embarks on a journey to find a healer who might save her sister—if only to take back control of her own destiny. But the healer lives in a rival pack’s territory, a pack that does not trust outsiders. When she arrives, she comes face-to-face with Alpha Alaric, a ruthless leader who stirs something deep inside her. Alaric recognizes her immediately. She is his mate. But Ravina, broken and guarded, does not return the recognition. Worse, she has lost her wolf, her strongest ally. Alaric is determined to keep her close, offering her a place among his warriors. Yet she resists him at every turn, hiding pain behind cold indifference.

When Nyx Calder enrolls at Briarcrest Academy, she has no intention of climbing its gilded social hierarchy. The school is built on legacy, power, and unspoken rules, and Nyx is there only to survive it. But survival becomes impossible when she collides with Alaric Moore. Briarcrest’s most untouchable student, the unchallenged ruler of its academic and social elite… and the stepbrother she never asked for. Alaric thrives on control. Nyx thrives on defiance. Their rivalry ignites in classrooms and spills into whispered confrontations after hours, each encounter sharpening the tension between them. Forced into constant competition by the academy’s ruthless merit system, they become obsessed with outdoing one another, until hatred begins to feel dangerously like something else. Something forbidden. Something that could destroy them both. Behind Briarcrest’s pristine halls lies a system designed to crush anyone who threatens its order. As Nyx uncovers how deeply the academy manipulates its students, Alaric is forced to choose between the future he was raised for and the girl who refuses to kneel, and when the rules say she should. At Briarcrest, love is forbidden, rebellion is costly, and bloodlines matter more than truth. But how far does the academy’s power really reach? What happens when loyalty to legacy collides with forbidden desire? And when the system demands one of them fall… who will it be? At Briarcrest, breaking the rules could cost them everything, but not breaking them might cost even more.

(Trigger warning: this book has some elements of dark romance with an unhinged ML) "Would you give me your surname or better take mine then? Will you be the lucky man?" I blurted out having no idea of what I was saying. My head was already in the clouds and blinded by his smile. It calmed the storm in my mind. He laughed. Those dark abysses were truly alluring when they sparkled. His fingers grazed my cheeks, wiping off my tears, before cupping them in his callous palms. "If you love my surname so much." A foolish smile graced my lips, oblivious of the fact that he wasn't joking. "You can't back down now, hubby. You just got a wife." I thought I lost everything when I walked away from Sinclair. I never imagined I’d end up as Alaric Von Duvall’s wife. ******* Her life was written in stone. A perfect life one she always dreamt of. Everything Cassandra wanted was within reach until one night revealed the love she'd trusted was a lie. Betrayal and deceit from those she trusted the most made every belief she had crash down. What she didn’t expect was to stumble into a stranger's arms, into his bed and wake up married. Alaric gave her what she thought she wanted; now she can't take it back. One reckless mistake became a wedding vow. Now she’s trapped inside Alaric’s empire of lies. Married to a stranger who knows more than he’s letting on He’s dangerous. He’s charming. And in front of everyone, he claimed her as his . Caught between Sinclair’s obsession, Alaric’s shadowy intentions, and her family’s betrayal, Cassandra doesn’t know if this marriage will be her downfall… or her salvation.

Emilia was branded “the cursed omega” from childhood. Cut off from her inner wolf, rejected and despised, she endured five years of a forced marriage to Ricardo—an alpha who secretly hated her. When she finally becomes pregnant, Ricardo tries to kill her by throwing her off a cliff. But she survives. Scarred and shattered, Emilia returns to the mansion to retrieve her documents. There, she discovers she has already been replaced—her only friend, Cristina, is in her bed. Rage, pain, and betrayal awaken something inside her she never knew existed: her wolf rises whole, fierce, and lethal. Ricardo dies beneath her claws. Fleeing the justice of her pack, Emilia becomes a servant to King Alaric, the most powerful alpha in the known world. Alaric is a man of contradictions—ruthless with his enemies, generous to his subjects, insatiable in his desires. And suddenly, he wants her. Not because she is beautiful. Not because she is submissive. But because she is the only woman whose scent he cannot detect, the only one he cannot read, the only one who unsettles him. As Emilia navigates the dangers of the royal mansion, she discovers that her curse was never a curse at all. And that King Alaric—the monster everyone fears—might be the only man capable of understanding what she truly is. But in a world where power is the only currency that matters, can there be love between a king and his servant? Or is there only room for possession, obsession, and mutual destruction?

I fumbled with the lock, my pulse hammering. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t want this. "Alaric," I breathed, but his name barely made it past my lips before his hands were on me—hot, demanding, unstoppable. "Tell me to stop," he murmured against my throat, his fingers sliding beneath my dress. "Tell me you don’t want this." I opened my mouth—to argue, to push him away—but all that came out was a soft, shuddering gasp as he found the one place that betrayed me. His dark chuckle sent a shiver down my spine. "That’s what I thought." __ Betrayed and humiliated at the altar. Isla never planned to ruin herself in the arms of another man. But heartbreak led her straight into the grasp of Alaric Voss—powerful, ruthless, and twice her age. One night. No names. No future. Or so she thought. Because when the sun rose, Isla came face-to-face with her new boss—the same man who had just claimed her in every sinful way possible. Now, resisting him is impossible. He’s everywhere—watching, teasing, owning her with every smirk, every touch. She swore it was a mistake. He swears it’s just the beginning. And the more she fights him, the more she realizes the truth: She was his from the moment he laid eyes on her. And Alaric Voss doesn’t let what’s his slip away.

After being forced to donate the blood from my heart to my Alpha's beloved witch, I die in the cottage that he'd built for me. Before my death, my five-year-old daughter runs to the castle in the forest to beg him thrice. The first time, she runs into the study and tells him I'm coughing up blood. My mate, Alpha Alaric sneers. "Is this one of Clara's new tricks? I can't believe she taught a child to lie!" He orders his attendant to take our daughter away. The second time, she knocks on the door cautiously and tells him I'm trembling all over. Alaric snorts contemptuously. "What's with the act? All I did was take some of her blood, not gouge her heart out. She'll heal on her own soon enough!" Once again, his attendant chases our daughter out. The third time, she kneels by the study door and weeps, saying that I'm already unconscious. She begs Alaric to save me. This time, he gets mad. He grabs her by the arm and throws her out of the castle. "I told you your mother won't die! Lie to me again, and I'll kick her out of the Wolffang Pack. She can die at the hands of those Rogues!" He breaks her arm in the process, and she clutches it. She has no choice but to pass the family heirloom—a ring—that represents her identity as the Wolffang Pack's heiress to a passing merchant. "I can give you everything valuable I have, Mr. Merchant! I don't want to be an heiress—I just want my mother to stay alive!" The merchant accepts the ring and soon brings a herbalist. However, Alaric's beloved witch, Elena has him taken away. "Sorry, but your father is worried that I'll be upset because my darling black cat is sick. He's ordered all of the herbalists in the pack to focus on treating my cat first." She snorts. "Your mother can wait."

Kimani thought she was walking into her happily ever after, marrying her boyfriend of three years and fiancé of one. But at the altar, her dream shatters when proof of his infidelity is revealed. Instead of remorse, he humiliates her, blaming her and abandoning her before everyone. Whispers fill the church, pitying the bride left behind until a powerful man steps forward. Alaric Walker. Billionaire. Elusive head of the Walker empire. A man feared and respected in equal measure, who suddenly claims her as his wife right there at the altar. The city is thrown into shock. A marriage born out of scandal, doomed before it even begins or so everyone thinks. But when Alaric starts treating Kimani with kindness, protecting her, and proving to be the husband she never expected. And the marriage that everyone thought would be a joke turned out to become one of true love and protection.

Sophie is a culinary prodigy pulled five centuries back in time by the blood-stained journal of Alpha Alaric. She wakes trapped in the net of the most feared tyrant Alpha King who views her not as a woman, but as a vengeful spirit sent by the moon goddess to destroy him for defying a sacred ritual. Alaric is ready to spill her blood until a single taste of her cooking, the exact flavor of his late mother’s recipe shatters his resolve. Spared from death, Sophie must sate the Alpha’s fury with a deadly ultimatum: cook a new masterpiece every day, or face execution. As she navigates the ancient court, she realizes the tragedy she’s entered, history says Alaric dies in a civil war triggered by his quest for vengeance. Will she find the journal that changed her life and return home, or will she sacrifice her future to save a King whose death is already written in blood?