Alice Hoffman Novel Novels & Stories

"We’re even! Let’s pretend this conversation never happened. I’ll bury your secret, and you keep your mouth shut about the surgery!" "Weren't you acting like a Lead Alpha just a moment ago?" I mocked. "You had a sliver of leverage and thought you could rule the North. How can you even call yourself a researcher with that ego? Even in ten cycles, you won't be able to cure Shea’s condition." "Unless your skills outmatch mine, keep your insults to yourself!" Chloe snapped. "The one thing Professor Hough loathed was people like you who traded medicine for gold!" I took a bite of my cake. The sweetness was perfect. "Aren't you curious about the wolf who actually saved Shea?" I asked, looking her

I stared into it, not for warmth, but to remind myself that everything beautiful could burn if needed. Clara thought she was cornered. She had no idea. Ryan was drifting back toward Alice like some tragic tide. Predictable. Weak but love was such an easy noose, wasn’t it? Tight enough, and it didn’t just choke—it dragged you straight into the grave. Alice thought she had momentum. Let her. Let her collect allies, let her bring stories and files and flashes of motherhood into a courtroom designed to tear women like her apart because once the trial started, the game changed.

He held an iPad against his chest like the thing might burn him. He cleared his throat. “Alpha… I have news about Anya.” My head snapped to face him before I could stop myself. The urge to hope clawed violently inside my ribs. “Speak.” Lior approached carefully and placed the iPad on my desk. “I heard from a reliable source that Alpha Damien of Ironclaw pack rescued a young woman weeks ago—a day after Anya went missing. And from the look of things, she fits Anya’s description.” Ironclaw.

Clutching the ledger like my only piece of evidence, my boots pound against stone, each step louder than the last, urgency clawing its way up my spine. “Adrian. He needs to know. Callum's ripping us apart from the inside-out.” Pages tear loose from the ledger as I move, fluttering behind me like wounded birds. Names, dates, authorizations, they all scatter as evidence bleeds into the dark. But I don't stop to gather them. Every breath burns. Every thought collides with the next. We're done for! Taking the bend toward the Alpha’s quarters, I approach the manor and silently take solace in the fact that the Alpha is now only a couple dashes away—

When I finally saw the pack's signal fires again, I smiled in my sleep that night, clutching the necklace. "I'm going home. I'm going to reunite with my family." The memory faded. The final image appeared. It showed me standing outside the pack gates. A guard blocked my way. "Who are you?" "My name is Lyla Abbott," I said. The guard ran to report inside. I waited at the gate, wondering if my father would recognize me, if Caleb would remember me. Now I knew the answer. The flames went out. My body dissolved into drifting silver light.

Hoffman's real identity and forced her to attack. Still, that was quite normal. Thinking back about it, Mrs. Hoffman's calmness during this whole ordeal showed that she was not a normal woman. The power she suddenly showed was within their expectation, and they could understand it too. However, this exact revelation was making things more painful for Hale. It hurt him even more than finding out that his beloved wife sold him out. Clank! Clank! Clank! Harvey pulled up a small fruit knife and threw it. Clear sounds followed, and all the throwing knives had been deflected away.

Alpha Kai Maybe I am wrong about Finn. I know I have a she-wolf missing; Finn was the last person anyone saw her with the previous night. My soon-to-be wife feels she owes Finn a debt for saving her life, and I personally know deep down he cannot be trusted. There is something about him that is not right. I have not figured this complex situation out yet, but I will, and when I do, I will take a lot of joy in killing Finn.

As soon as Alice finished her speech, guests began to snicker at her for bringing gifts to the celebration when there was no wedding going on. "Hi! We'd like our money returned." Somebody cried out from the side. "Yes, indeed! We desire our presents. You cheated us on the return from the Dennison family." Another echoed, but Alice swallowed her sorrows and turned a deaf ear to all of their cries and moans. The crowd went on yelling and violently beating her."Alice Dennison, could you please explain this? What's taking place? Why did you abruptly call off the wedding?" Dennison Alice's mother questioned, her face showing concern, "Jia." Jia Dennison gently put a hand on Alice Dennison's back

The file said he was dangerous. I had read it four times on the drive up the mountain road, memorising every detail by the weak glow of my phone screen. Damien Cross. Alpha of the Ironfang Pack. Six foot four, dark hair, scar above his left brow. Last seen near the Coldwater Ridge territory. Bounty posted by a rival pack, paid in cash, no questions asked. I had taken worse jobs. My name is Aria Blackwood, and I hunt werewolves for a living.

" I wouldn't let this separate us, I wouldn't let her leave me or this pack, I would surely find a way to win her heart again, Yessss! Alice' POV Throughout the night, I've been writing my novel. I double tapped my phone as it turned on, 8:35pm. I hadn't thought of publishing it yet but I hoped my readers would really like it. I was sitting on a pink chair with my hands on my pink table, I really loved pink, I would have sworn that Jade was the one that ordered for this room color but I doubted if he knew I would leave him and come here.