Before Beta Novels & Stories

Synopsis The life journey of Anna Beatrice or Tris changed completely when the man she loved so much dumped her for another girl. The happy plans that she and her lover had built were now gone just like that when Christopher Sterling admitted that he no longer needed Tris in his life since he found a new figure who was more useful for his success. Feeling betrayed and used by her ex-lover, Tris was reluctant to be down for too long in her own tragic story, the 25-year-old girl rose and showed who she really was. A figure that none of her friends or even her beloved ex knew. There are many secrets behind her innocent and simple life, and when all those secrets are slowly revealed, Christopher returns asking for mercy and a second chance in front of Tris. Will Tris give him that chance?

Seven years after my cursed exile, Ethan—the man who swore an oath to me on the River Styx—returned to his estate at the foot of Mount Olympus. And he brought his new girl. The Fates had finally given their verdict: the "Wither" curse on me was incurable. I had no choice but to return to the mortal realm and wait for my soul to fade. I only had three days left to live. When he saw me leaning weakly against the porch pillar, supported by my mother, his lips curled into a cold, ruthless smirk—a smirk that truly belonged to the Lord of the Underworld. "Well, Elara," his voice was low. "It seems living in the sunlight hasn't exactly made you glow." I calmly pulled my cashmere shawl tighter. I needed to hide the black, branch-like veins spreading across my arms from the curse. "It's nothing. Just caught a chill. My body isn't really listening to me." He let out a scornful scoff and wrapped his arm around his companion's waist. "In that case, why don't you be the witness for my mating ceremony with Sierra? Come and see what a real divine couple looks like." I kept my smile and shook my head. "No, thanks. I'm going somewhere far away soon. For an eternal date." With that, I gently patted my mother's arm, signaling her to help me leave.

Sarai was an orphan omega slave. She was facing bullying and mistreatment from her park members.  At first, she didn't understand why. Only because she was helped by a mysterious person to learn from books? Or was it about her funny dreams of becoming the first she-beta in history? Was her dreams so funny after all?  As if that's not enough, she then got rejected on her 18th birthday by her fated mate, Alpha Damon. What role could Damon play in her journey of becoming a she-beta?  Could they confront their differences and come together to make her aspirations a reality?

BLURB: I crossed into wolf territory to kill an Alpha,but instead I found my mate. The last thing I expected was for Alpha Kael Riven,the most feared wolf in the North,to look at me like I belonged to him. I hated wolves,he was one of them, and fate didn't care. Now an ancient prophecy is awakening inside me, a forgotten queen's power is stirring beneath my skin, and immortal enemies are hunting me across the kingdom. The mate bond between Kael and me grows stronger every day, pulling us together despite my hatred and his secrets. Every touch feels dangerous,every glance feels forbidden, yet the closer we get the harder it becomes to ignore the connection neither of us asked for. With war looming beneath a Blood Moon and darkness rising from a past buried for centuries, I must decide who I truly am before the prophecy consumes me. The problem is, I still blame wolves for my brother's death, and no prophecy, no goddess, and no mate bond can make me forget that. But fate has a cruel sense of humor, because the Alpha I swore to hate may be the only one capable of saving me.

Five minutes before the ceremony, I called off the wedding. In my last life, right in the middle of our vows, Sandra Crowe suddenly demanded another 300 thousand dollars as a "marriage guarantee." She pulled out her phone in front of everyone, chin tipped up, a payment screen glowing. "Three hundred thousand! Not a dollar less, or I'm not putting on that ring." Ten years together, and we were right at the finish line. I forced myself to go through with it and transferred the money. It was what Dad had scraped together over two years for his kidney transplant. That same night, his condition crashed. I went to Sandra and asked if she could lend me the money back for his treatment. She yelled at me instead. "You're asking me for money on our wedding night? Seriously? That 300 grand is mine! Don't even think about touching it!" Dad missed his window and died in the hospital hallway. The day he died, Sandra was out shopping with her friends, dropping thousands on a Chanel bag without a second thought. "Good. One less burden. At least he won't drag us down anymore." When I filed for divorce, she brought her guy friend to the funeral and made a scene, knocking over Dad's urn and damaging the headstone. Then she turned around and accused me of sexual assault, demanding 500 thousand in damages. Mom couldn't take it. She drank pesticide and died. On my way to pursue the case, I was hit by a car. When I opened my eyes again, I called off the wedding. Then Sandra stepped closer, already pulling up her payment screen. "Transfer me three hundred thousand as a marriage guarantee, or we're not getting married." I tossed the ring into the trash. "Works for me."

The night before our big offline meetup, my roommate took one look at my internet boyfriend's photo and declared it was a fake. "Using a stolen photo for an online romance? He's definitely insecure and too ugly to show his real face!" The next day, my boyfriend texted: [Sorry, something came up at the last minute. Can you wait half an hour?] I breathed a sigh of relief because I had just been notified about an exclusive expert lecture on campus. Word was, the speaker was an academic powerhouse, and the university had paid a fortune to secure him. I snagged a seat in the front row. But the moment I looked up at the podium, my stomach dropped. Why did this famous scholar look so much like my boyfriend in the "stolen photo"?

Turns out being abandoned at the altar isn’t the worst thing that could happen to a person. Tessa’s life is about to take an unexpected turn when she uncovers a dangerous truth that threatens her life. In her quest to seek protection, she crosses paths with the Beta of the Silver pack, Ronan Wraith. Wraith, infamously known as The Enforcer, is no knight in shining armor. On the contrary, he is darkness itself. A mate is the last thing he wants, but fate is about to play a very cruel game when he is being granted one who was… human. ~ “Tell me, what’s your plan for the human?” the man asked, not bothering to hide his curiosity. “Lock her up. F*ck her. Make her my breeder. It’s none of your goddamn business what I do with my mate.” ~ What Tessa doesn’t realize is that she is nothing but a pawn in a grand scheme, and the Beta, Wraith, might just have other plans for keeping her.

By the fourth year of her marriage, Tina Ashworth had become a punchline. She had spent 24 years revolving around Jonathan Reed, 4 of them as his wife. When he said he wanted to sponsor a child, she agreed without thinking twice. It never crossed her mind that the boy would be the son of the woman he had never gotten over. Tina kept backing down and giving in, telling herself she could win him over eventually. That belief shattered the day she stood outside a glass window, clothes rumpled and hair disheveled, watching as he leaned in to smooth the crease on another woman's sleeve. Her phone screen was cracked, but his message still showed clear as day. [I'm in a meeting. Don't bother me.] That was the moment it clicked. He wasn't heartless. His heart just wasn't hers. No one thought she would ever leave, Jonathan least of all. Not until she signed the divorce papers and walked away. The next time Jonathan saw Tina was at a major research conference. She had just received the country's top honor in robotics and stood center stage as the keynote speaker, with a striking young man at her side. Across the crowd, their eyes met, and Tina gave him a faint, unreadable smile. Jonathan lost control. He dropped to his knees, searching for the wedding ring she had thrown away. His hands shook as he slipped it back onto her finger. "You said you'd love me forever. You said you couldn't live without me…"

“Ms. Summers, Mr. Quinn has already approved your resignation. He didn’t realize you were the one leaving. Should I let him know?” Hearing the news over the phone, Yara Summers lowered her gaze. “No. It’s fine. Just leave it as it is.” “You’ve been his secretary for four years. He values you the most and depends on you more than anyone. Are you sure you don’t want to reconsider?” HR kept trying to persuade her, but Yara just smiled.

She fell inlove for the very first time and she thought she could peacefully live with her new personality and name. She thought that she could keep her secret for the rest of her life. But in an instant, all that she had worked hard for was completely GONE. *** Beforeicalledhername 2021AllRightsReserved_Catlyn/Latte