Blackwood Sherlock Holmes

Sophia Greystone, the Alpha’s daughter, has lived a life of torment under the cruel hand of her stepmother. Isolated and broken, she dreams of nothing more than escaping and living a normal life,one free from fear and pain. But with her stepmother ensuring she has no allies, even that dream seems impossible. Her only solace is her best friend, Elera, who convinces her to attend the annual Mating Ball, hoping she will find her fated mate.The one person who could finally free her from her misery. But one reckless night changes everything. The night of the annual Mating Ball. Drunk and desperate, Sophia wakes up in the bed of Damon Blackwood, the most powerful Alpha of the Moonshadow Pack and the only Alpha with two wolves. Overwhelmed, she sneaks away before he wakes, returning to her pack in hopes of forgetting her mistake. Damon vows to search every corner of the world to find her. Will Damon finds Sophia? Will Sophia ever going to feel her mate?

Ava Morrison gave Alpha Adrian Blackwood four years of devotion and unwavering love. In return, he promised to love her even if he had to reject his fated mate if he ever found her. But when the beautiful Sophia who happens to be his fated mate appears at the Summit Ball, Adrian breaks his promise without hesitation, accepting the mate bond and abandoning Ava completely. "The mate bond, Ava... I can't fight it." "Then don't expect me to fight for you either." Humiliated and heartbroken, Ava flees straight into Prince Dante Salvatore, the Alpha King's son, who recognises her as his fated mate. He claims her publicly, igniting a war between two possessive Alphas who both want her back. Caught between love and survival, Ava must make a choice: the Prince offering power and devotion, or the Alpha who shattered her heart but would die to prove his love is real.

For three years of marriage, she had been nothing more than a shadow in his life. To him, she was invisible, a convenience he sought only when it suited him. He gave her no love, no affection—only physical on his terms when other women failed to satisfy him. When Enlyan discovered her pregnancy, she was overjoyed, hoping it might bring them closer. But her happiness shattered when she found him at the hospital with his lover for a maternity checkup. She finally asked for a divorce and vanished. Heartbroken and distracted, she met with tragedy—an accident that almost claimed her unborn child. Five years later, Enlyan returns with her twins. "They are my children!" Damian's voice thundered, his eyes blazing with fury. "You dared to hide them from me all this time? I’m taking them away from you. They belong with me." Damian Blackwood growled, his intention turning cruel. And She was powerless against his anger.

After the Covenant Gala, Mother handed me a list. The names of every vampire at the banquet. I was to choose a blood-bound mate. This time, I didn't choose Damon Blackwood. I didn't choose anyone on her list. I chose Caspian Blackwood. Damon’s ancestor. The true Monarch of the Blackwood clan, slumbering for centuries. Mother’s jaw dropped. Everyone knew I’d spent centuries chasing Damon. But they didn't know the truth of my last life. After our blood bond, he refused my touch, my bed, my very existence. I told myself he was consumed by Covenant affairs. When no heir came, I blamed myself. Then I found it. The truth. It had always been her. From the very beginning. My sister, Delia. He never came home because the sight of me repulsed him. But this time, as Caspian and I stood at the altar, our hands clasped to seal our bond… Damon snapped.

Emily Blackwood was born into a clandestine society of werewolves and found herself engaged to a mate she felt no affection for. Determined to break free from her pack's constraints, she made the bold decision to depart for a span of five years. Now, she has returned, resolute in her commitment to embrace her destined werewolf nature. However, destiny has its own agenda, intertwined with the ascent of a new pack leader, Orion Wolfhart. Possessing wealth, charm, and an unyielding demeanour, Orion demands unwavering obedience from the Trailblazers Pack. As his attention fixates on Emily, she finds herself thrust into a world of intricate politics, seduction, and violence, a realm she is ill-prepared to navigate alone. Emily's life hangs precariously in the balance, with adversaries emerging from every dark corner. Desperate for protection, she is compelled to rely on an enigmatic stranger who has seized control of her pack's throne. Yet, even in this perilous alliance, trust becomes a scarce commodity.

She has dreamed of him for as long as she can remember. A voice in the dark. A presence that never left. A phantom touch that felt more real than anything in her waking world. But dragons are extinct… aren’t they? Lyra Blackwood has spent her life as an outsider—unshifted, unwanted, and overlooked by the very pack she’s destined to lead. While others find their fated mates, she is left behind, haunted by dreams of a man who cannot possibly exist. Until the day he wakes. Vaelrion Rhaziel has waited centuries for her. Watched her. Protected her. Claimed her long before she ever knew his name. As the future king of a dying dragon race, he carries the weight of extinction, loss, and a bond that can never be broken. And now that he’s found her? He isn’t letting her go. Not her pack. Not another male. Not even her own fear. Because dragons do not choose twice. And Lyra has always been his.

One night, I was a girl seeking vengeance in a velvet mask. He was the stranger who took me against a cold stone wall, his touch a silent, lethal promise. Now, he is Caspian Blackwood—the most feared architecture professor at Aethelgard. When my "perfect" boyfriend, Dominic Calloway, cheats on me and sabotages my degree, Caspian offers a lifeline with a razor-thin edge: Be his silent, nude model for thirty days. The rules are absolute. I must wear a silk mask and a weighted collar. I must never speak. I must hold the poses he demands until my muscles scream for mercy. In the lecture hall, he ignores me with arctic indifference. In the studio, his gaze is a physical weight, stripping me faster than his hands ever could. But as the charcoal scratches against the paper, I realize the "deal" isn't just for art. It’s for the soul I accidentally gave him in the dark. Will the deal destroy his career, or consume me first?

Tricia is the pack’s greatest embarrassment. After three years of marriage to Tristan, the future Alpha of the Silver Crescent, she was cast aside for being a "useless human" who couldn’t provide an heir. Divorced, bullied, and forced to serve the very people who spit on her name, she just wants to disappear. But the Moon Goddess has a cruel sense of humor. Blake is the Alpha of the Blackwood Pack, a man known for his ruthlessness and his hatred for the weak. He needs a Luna to solidify his power, but he refuses to settle for anything less than his fated mate. When he finally finds her, he doesn't find a powerful wolf or a warrior queen. He finds Tricia. He hates her for her weakness. He hates her for her past with his rival. But the bond is absolute. Blake doesn't want a wife; he wants a weapon for his revenge. He will claim her, he will break her, and he will show the world that even a human can be a puppet for an Alpha’s rage.

Vada Knox's father gambled her away to settle his debts. Silvercrest Pack sold her to Ryder Blackwood, the Rogue Alpha who killed his own fated mate. Vada expects cruelty. What she doesn't expect is the mate bond snapping into place when he touches her. Ryder bought her to humiliate Silvercrest, not claim a mate. But his wolf demands he keep her. Vada's terrified, yet the bond pulls her toward the monster who owns her. When Silvercrest discovers she's Ryder's mate, they want her back. But Ryder keeps what's his. Vada's caught between the pack that sold her and the rogue who won't let her go. But she carries Phantom Wolf blood, and Ryder hunts Phantom Wolves. Everyone wants control. No one may let her live. Vada must choose: the brutal rogue who might want her heart, or freedom that doesn't exist.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he asked finally. “What I should have done a long time ago,” I replied, not turning around. “Leaving you.” My hand closed around the door handle. “Not with my child.” --- Married off to him to settle a debt that was never mine, I was nothing more than a contract… a means to an end. An heir. That was all Adrian Blackwood ever wanted from me. Not my love. Not my heart. Not me. But still… I gave it to him anyway. Year after year, I loved a man who never once looked at me the way I looked at him. And when my time was up, when the contract ended and no child tied me to him, I walked away. Until fate played its cruel joke. Because just when I finally left him behind, I found out I was carrying his child. Now the man who never wanted me… refuses to let me go.