Best James Bond Books Novels & Stories

On the one hand, a man leading the whole city of Atlanta being a billionaire businessman and also being the Alpha of the pack of the werewolves hides two secrets. On the other hand, a girl who hates werewolves for some past reasons, but what can possibly happen when she is the mate of the powerful Alpha? Will she reject him because he is the werewolf? Or there are any secrets? Whom does she hate in real? Will she accept him after knowing the hardest truth about them? What if he comes to know that why she hates werewolves and what stops her from coming near him? He wants his mate by every nook and corner but what will happen if he comes to know that it will cause his death? Will he fight with

Diana, the princess of the Xenon pack also known as the Hidden pack, was accused of attempting to kill the new alpha's, her half-brother's mate and was thrown out of the pack. Her step-mother whom she loved more than her actual mother hired rogues to kill her, but she was saved by a brothel owner and taken as a courtesan. This was where everything in her life went upend. There, she found her mate who loved her and took her out of that hell and also the man whose obsession for her led to a war where he killed her mate, destroyed her pack just to claim her. An obsession that led to her death. ---------------- But she was given a second chance to life and reborn right when her li

Three days after the healer told me I was terminally ill, Keith Bradford—the alpha's heir—finally completed his training and returned to the pack. Rumor had it, he was back for his future mate. The alpha had chosen a perfect match for him—a well-bred, talented girl, two years younger than Keith. Sweet, gentle, never even had a boyfriend. The complete opposite of me, with exes as countless as the stars. It was not until a week after Keith returned that I finally saw him, outside the treatment room. He had not changed much—sharp features, high nose bridge, deep, defined eyes. Just as impossibly handsome as he was the first time we kissed. Almost as if sensing my gaze, Keith looked up, s

On my birthday, I passed out at home alone for more than two hours. My Alpha, Augustus Brock, took our son and went to an amusement park with Christine Terra, who had just severed her mate bond. Someone snapped photos of them, and the images went viral on social media. [Brock Pack's Alpha is enjoying a sweet family outing with his mate and heir. His Luna's face is revealed for the first time!] In the photo, Augustus held our child in one arm while wrapping the other around the woman beside him. My son, Ethan Brock, who had always been a neat freak and never let me touch him, had actually kissed that woman on the cheek. He was grinning from ear to ear. I lay on the floor. The harsh glow

I was nobody. A girl with a stolen name, a locked memory, and secrets someone died to keep. Then I woke up in a hospital room and felt him looking at me. And everything I thought I was stopped being true. His name is Zeviar Dravyn. To the world, he's a billionaire with a flawless reputation. To the wolves, he's the Alpha King – feared, cursed, and running out of time. And apparently, he's my mate. So is his brother. Orion Dravyn – exiled, dangerous, and looking at me like I'm the only answer to a question that's been killing him slowly. I'm supposed to choose. Except choosing one will destroy the other. And rejecting both will kill me. But that's not the worst part. The worst part is what

My name is Kayla. You don’t know me, but you will. My parents are Isiah and Ava Black, and my father is the son of Mercury Black. He was the king of the mafia until he passed the title to my father, so now my dad goes on the collections just like my grandpa used to do, and sometimes I even go with him. Spike still comes on jobs, and so does my great grandfather, Hawk. Everything was going great. Everything was going brilliantly, just a little rogue problem every now and then, but that's about it, and it wasn't anything we couldn't handle. Dad sometimes comes back bloody from the collections, but I know that's normal since we are the mafia and werewolves. Then, one day, everything changed whe

My mate, Loki Olson, was the Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack, the strongest warrior in the pack. Yet he was colder to me than winter stone, stingy with even the smallest trace of warmth. It was only after my hair had turned completely white that I accidentally saw him gazing at a photograph of my sister, Alice Brewer, his eyes full of longing and tenderness. That was when I finally understood why Loki had never held a mating ceremony with me. His heart had always belonged to Alice. Marrying me was nothing more than fulfilling an agreement made with my father. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back at our bonding ceremony. Without mercy, Loki tore up our wedding contract in front

I was Rebecca, mate to Gavin Clarke, Alpha of the Ironpelt Pack—the strongest among the northern werewolf packs. Gavin was a once-in-a-century business genius, his trade networks expanding across a dozen northern packs, making his pack a successful business empire. He'd claimed me for four years. We stood together, awaiting our bonding ceremony... until his childhood sweetheart Vivian returned. The moment I saw them reunite, the truth shattered me: What I'd believed was love had only ever been my own delusion. His eyes held only her. I'd just been... convenient. At least he'd never marked me. No mate bond, just cold paperwork from the Pack Council. That made things simpler. So I craf

Selene Derimigo belongs to a dynasty of wolves ruling Silicon Valley from the shadows. Silas Vane is the human son of a man her family destroyed. One touch awakens a forbidden True Mate bond that could ruin them both. Now Selene must choose between the pack that owns her and the man her wolf refuses to let go.

I’d been married to my husband James for three years. On Valentine’s Day, he gave his stepsister, Mia, one hundred and eighty thousand dollars, along with millions in jewelry. I, on the other hand, received a free bouquet of roses. When I didn’t look thrilled, he accused me of being a gold digger. “Mia never had anyone to care for her growing up. Why are you competing with her? Isn’t being Mrs. Smith enough to feed your vanity?” Furious, I stormed out of the house. When a car lost control and came barreling toward me, he instinctively rushed to protect Mia, who was standing a full ten feet from the road. I was the one who ended up in the hospital. Lying in that bed, I finally gave up. I