Alice Hoffman Novel Novels & Stories

happy? Looking closely, I saw who it was. It was her lover. I saw them several times before during the past 2 weeks. They loved eachother so much. I know who he is. Alpha logan, alpha of the Red crescent pack. The pack that took me in when I had no home, even though I'm a witch. But who is that girl, and what is she running from. I want him to save her. But, just before she reaches him............BANG!

Seeing that she was too tired to leave, Aaliyah agreed, "Ms. Hoffman, if you are willing to leave Arthur, I can give you a lot of money, enough for you to have no worries for the rest of your life." "You think I'm with him for his money?" Kinsley asked. "I don't care what your purpose is, but you have to leave this place, because I'm the future wife of Arthur." Aaliyah's tone was filled with confidence. Although Kinsley didn't know where her confidence came from, she felt that Aaliyah was a selfish and blind person who was overconfident. "If Arthur chooses you, I will leave without hesitation. If not, I will stay." Kinsley said calmly. She walked to the door and opened it. "Please leave!"

My throat tightened as the words left me, because even just the thought of Lucas and Harmona still lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike again, made my chest feel like it was caving in. Alice looked up from the fireplace, where she had been staring into the distance. Her expression was solemn—too calm. That eerie stillness that always meant whatever she was about to say would change everything. “There is,” she finally said, looking at one of the books that lay on her study table, amid several herbs and potions. Everyone turned toward her—Caleb, Caroline, even Shane, who usually pretended not to care about anything. “But it’s not simple.” “Of course it’s not,” Caleb muttered under his bre

While the boys had gone out to investigate the issue at hand, I had locked myself up in my room with a novel I got from the library. It had been so long since I read a fiction book, and I needed to know the latest romance that these writers were able to come up with. I turned to chapter 42 of Alpha Killian by Jane Doe, where Claire was kidnapped when I heard a knock on the door.

Victor looked at the woman, then back toward the door where the real Elodie was, miles below, bleeding out to keep his path open. "You're coming with us," Victor said, his voice hard. "Victor, no!" Zack protested. "I’m not leaving her here!" The woman smiled, a slow, chilling curve of the lips that didn't reach her eyes. She leaned in, her breath hot against his ear. "I knew you’d choose me, Alpha." The floor beneath them buckled. The Air-Fortress began its final, screaming descent toward the estate. "Run!" Victor yelled, grabbing the woman’s hand.

Smoke curls from the chimney even though it's a warm day, and wind chimes made of bones and stones hang from the porch. I should be afraid. This place looks like something from a scary story, the kind where children get eaten by witches. But my wolf is calm, almost happy. She recognizes this place somehow. That's when I see her. A girl sits on the porch steps, reading a book with a black cover. She looks up when she hears my footsteps, and I nearly fall over. It's Maeve. The girl who saved me from Celeste's fake theft accusation. The girl who appeared out of nowhere and disappeared just as quickly.

That the alpha position should only be given to males. I dragged my feet back to my room and stood in front of the window. The downpour was making the glass blurry, not allowing me to see what was outside. It was getting colder and I didn’t mind turning the heater on. I felt so numb all over my body. Even now I still can’t believe that my parents are gone. That the pack I used to take shelter on was snatched from my hands. Worse, I was sold by human traffickers and bought by a vicious alpha who wants to make use of me. What a life you have, Maddy.

I watched carefully to see if I could see a change in anyone. “So that means he is half white witch?” An older woman asked. “That is correct. So either the spell was redirected which I doubt or someone here is masking themselves, so I must ask. Who here fell in love with an alpha wolf?” I asked. Only two people froze in their spots and I wasn’t the only one to notice. “Everyone but Natalie and Olivia please leave.” I said looking between the two women. Now this is something I did not expect at all. I crossed my arms over my chest. “Who wants to speak first but I am warning you now if I find out that either of you walked out of his life I will personally and harshly kick your ass.” I stated l

My Alpha mate, Sebastian Cole's stepsister, murdered my mother in cold blood, but he still chose to protect her. The day I caught the two of them in bed together, all illusions I'd ever had were shattered completely. From that moment on, I swore they would both pay for what they'd done. A few days later, Sebastian finally let me out of the basement. "Vivian, have you made up your mind about dropping the charges?" he asked. That was the first thing out of his mouth, as if the agony I'd suffered underground didn't matter at all. All he cared about was pleading for his precious stepsister.

Untouchable. I wanted to reach for her, reassure her, remind her she wasn’t alone—but that would risk exposing both of us. So I stayed back, voice low, gestures minimal. A silent promise: I was keeping her safe. Then it happened. A careless pack member—trusted, but talkative—slipped. Whispers spread like fire. “Alpha has a secret girlfriend in his chambers.” I ignored them. My jaw tightened. Let them imagine. Let them speculate. They wouldn’t see the truth until I was ready.