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“What do you mean? Will you be protecting me for all your life?” “If you would allow me to do that, I will.” “But why would you do such a trouble?” “I am a straightforward and honest man. So, I think I like you. I wanted you to be my mate. But I will not force you if you don’t like it. I will only ask for you to repay me for saving you and protecting you.” My eyes widened. I started to feel uneasy. I feel like the man in front of me will change and begin to show his true colors. “How can I repay you?” I mumbled. Reule smile looks like he was a demon about to collect his payment. At that moment, I began to question which is worse, him or Conri. “I cannot help it. I am a man with needs like Conri. So, I would like to have a night with you, just to taste you.” I wanted to scream and run. What have I gone into? ====================================== Wren Blevine has been considered different among the she-wolves of the White Pack. She can only partly shift and she doesn't experience heat. Except for her family, nobody really likes her. When the Alpha died and was replaced by the son, Conri Lebon, he ordered to have Wren executed together with her family if she refused his conditions. After her family had been killed, Wren had been running and hiding. One day, she was almost caught. But luckily, she was saved by Reule Conrad, the Alpha of the Gray Pack. Just when she thought that he was a good samaritan, Reule asked to be paid by her body. Now, she is in a dilemma whether to agree or be surrendered back to her pack and die.

Celine hails from one of the most influential werewolf packs and she has always gotten what she wanted, until him. Her mate is everything dark and sinful, powerful and intimidating, extremely sexual and extremely violent, and what should be a simple claiming of mates takes complicated turns when she finds that he is already taken. Chased by her own demons, she fights for her mate’s love, and the demon wolf must find the white knight in him to save his mate before she perishes. How will they navigate this sea of love, lust and obsession? Read to find out!

Get Ready to journey into both books of the Accalia Series as you follow the journey of Jasmine White from Book one, and her younger sister, Ava, from book two of the Accalia Series. Dive into the realms of werewolves, angels, demons, dragons, and other species. Follow the paths each sister has had to take as it is full of heartbreak, love, strife, and sacrifices. The Accalia Series will take you on a wild ride of emotions and self-discovery within your own self, so be prepared for the journey that awaits you!

She stood in the driveway watching the ambulance pull out. Feeling more alone than ever, tears streamed down Tatiana's face. Her father looked so weak and human. Looking back at the house, She could not go in. She could smell sickness inside. Blinded by tears, she made a run for the forest. Shedding her clothes under a rock before crashing in deeper. The forest around her was a blur. What if her father never came back? She would have no one. What had she done to the Moon Goddess to be forsaken? Her fear switched to anger, and she pushed forward faster and faster. Talia's muscles burned, but she kept running. As her wolf finally entered a clearing, her fur stood on end. On the other side of the clearing stood a sizeable sandy-colored wolf with amber eyes fixed on her. His ears perked up, and his head cocked to the side. Staring at each other from across the field, Tia could not take her eyes off him. She had never been this close to another wolf, and he was beautiful. Wobbling slightly, Tatiana realized she better move to the cover of the trees. As she turned, she heard an earth-shattering snap, and pain rolled up her left leg. She collapsed and looked down at her leg. It was caught in a trap. Her white fur turning red as blood seeped from the wound. Forgetting about the other wolf, she let out a tortured howl. Stabbing at the trap with her free paw, she whimpered and whined in agony. Her head rolled back as the pain threatened to render her unconscious. It was then that she noticed the wolf again. He had moved across the clearing and was now standing above her, and this time he was not alone.

¹"the werewolf Alpha king, the eternal monarch, will be born. He will take back his rightful place and rule the three kinds. Followed by bloodshed... a new world will be born." His father's words resounded in his mind. Nicolai peered at the beautiful lush forest in front of him. The river that was once been eternally frozen was rushing and gushing through the small river bed. "huh!.. isn't Greenland supposed to be covered in snow? Where am i?...." The world he once knew changed in just a few days.. Nicolai glanced at the coffin he woke up in. "not a few days.. how many years has it been? How long was I asleep? Where is my father?..." "howl," Startled, he glanced to the side. Twigs snapped... a white wolf walked out of the forest. "mate," its husky voice whispered.

The night my parents died, I was found amongst the ashes of our home. My eyes glowed red, and my hair had been altered to a flaming hue to match. My pack ostracised me, deeming me responsible for the death of my beloved parents. For years, I have been treated like a slave and was underfed, bullied, and abused. The son of the Alpha, Jordan, and my cousin Ruth were the worst offenders. Yet, I endured as I planned my escape. When I turn nineteen, I am out of here. Or so I thought. One night, out of the blue, Jordan kisses me, everything changes, and I find myself falling in love with the one who was my tormentor. So naive, so foolish, just when I think I will have a happy ending, reality slaps me in the face. The same night I find myself in the arms of my mate, Jordan, I find myself rejected for a nightmare of a betrayal I had no hope in preventing. As punishment, I was shunned in the worst possible way and turned rouge. As the cold seeps in, I dream of a white wolf—my white wolf. He has always appeared in my mind when I most needed him, his presence always comforting me. Is this the end of my story? I have lost hope and the will to live.

Complete!!!!!! She grew in wealth without the love she needed the most. In a world with customs and traditions, her upbringing was her destruction. She was trained to make men bend their knees at the sight of her smile yet she bores pure innocence. Then, she was sold to the highest bidder for what her family calls an initiation before she turns a woman. What would happen to her? Would she fall in love to the enigmatic prince who bought her? What would happen if she delve herself on her darkest desires? ...... Hot breath tickled my nose and the smell of my favorite vanilla potpourri filled me. I opened my eyes. Gray met me, like a cluster of angry clouds. "Good morning," the guy whispered in my face. His proximity made me hold my breath. The guy won the bidding and I wasn't wrong. His stare held intensity. He backed down, going to his seat, across from mine. My head snapped to the side; the morning lights seeped through the window beside me. White cumulus clouds parted as the plane flew us above the horizon. I must be asleep for too long that they were able to transfer me from the helicopter to the plane. I snapped back my attention to the guy, "What's your name?" I asked the first question that popped in my mind, being able to let go of the building tensions. "I'm An--" A chuckle escaped from the guy. "No need for proper introductions but as you initiated. I am Yulian." He scratched his chin, looking for my reactions, his thick accent indicated Russian descent. "And you, milady is going to be Mi Eliza, my wife." "Wife? But--" I stopped couldn’t able to form the right words to say. "For a year, yes."

When Delaney turned sixteen the migraines came along with nightmares of a life that was never hers. On her eighteenth birthday, she turned into a wolf. Yeah, a fucking wolf. With no family and a group of men on her heels, she is on the hunt for the man in her dreams. The one whose face haunts her vision every time she closes her eyes. The only thing Delaney is certain of is that she might be batshit crazy, her whole life has been a lie and she is searching for a man named Lach. She is back. It's the only thing on Falcon's mind, ninety-nine lifetimes and finally, they have reached the last. The final rebirth. She has no idea the hell he intends to unleash on her…or planned to. Until she stumbles into his campfire with a curse word and nervous chuckle before passing out. She is supposed to look the same every reincarnation. She is supposed to have striking white hair and golden eyes that pierce your heart. So who the fuck is this redheaded, green-eyed spitfire with the aura of the woman he was been predestined to slaughter in every lifetime?

Seorang wanita muda asal Indonesia, memulai perjalanan kariernya disebuah perusahaan di Jakarta. Ia mendapatkan kesempatan langka untuk mengerjakan proyek satu perusahaan besar di New York, ini merupakan batu loncatan yang dapat mengubah hidupnya. Namun, dibalik itu, ia dihantui oleh rasa minder akibat masalah bau tubuh yang ia alami. Meskipun sudah berusaha berbagai cara untuk mengatasinya, bau tubuhnya selalu menjadi bayang-bayang yang mengganggu setiap interaksi sosial, membuatnya merasa terisolasi dan tidak percaya diri. Di tengah perjuangannya untuk mengatasi rasa rendah diri, Emily bertemu dengan Mr.Whiteller, pria yang menarik dan misterius. Tatapan matanya yang tajam dan sikap profesional yang dingin membuat Emily merasa terkesan, namun juga cemas. Apakah bau tubuhnya akan mengganggu pria itu? Apakah Mr. Whiteller akan menerima dirinya dengan segala kekurangannya? Rasa takut dan harapan bercampur aduk dalam hatinya. Emily merasa terjebak antara keinginannya untuk lebih dekat dengan pria itu dan ketakutannya akan penolakan. Suatu hari, Mr. Whiteller meminta bantuan Emily untuk memilih beberapa barang dekorasi untuk rumahnya. Kesempatan ini membuat Emily semakin gugup, terlebih lagi ia khawatir bau tubuhnya akan tercium. Namun, tak disangka, kesempatan tersebut malah mengubah dinamika hubungan mereka. Mr. Whiteller mulai menunjukkan perhatian lebih padanya, dan Emily, yang awalnya merasa tak pantas, mulai merasakan ada harapan baru dalam dirinya. Apakah mungkin Mr. Whiteller melihat dirinya lebih dari sekadar partner kerja? Ataukah ia hanya merasa kasihan? Namun, seiring berjalannya waktu, hubungan mereka menjadi semakin rumit. Emily berusaha keras mengatasi insekuritasnya, sementara perasaan antara dia dan Mr. Whiteller berkembang, meskipun banyak hal yang belum terungkap di antara mereka. Emily merasa berada dipersimpangan antara memperjuangkan hubungan yang belum jelas dan tetap berfokus pada impian dan kariernya. Tantangan terbesar datang ketika Emily menyadari bahwa tak semua perjuangan membuahkan hasil yang diharapkan. Dalam perjalanan mencari penerimaan diri dan cinta sejati, Emily harus menghadapi kenyataan pahit—bahwa harapan seringkali tidak selalu terwujud.

"Don't wear a white colour dress and please don't let your hair open. I would appreciate it if you never use this pink shade lipstick" he said in a full serious yet husky tone that surely gives chillness to her spine. She never gets intimidated by anyone like this. Who the hell he is? She battled her eyes and looked to meet his brownies. She took the courage to ask him "why?" He smirked at her flustered face and bends to her height. She took steps back and hits the wall behind. "Because. I can't stop myself from kissing you" he said while the train just went away along with Clara who stood there paralyzed hearing Alex's words. Did he just propose to her? ###### Clara looked at the frame which they clicked before. A lone tear escaped her eyes. Will she be able to forget everything and move on?  Alex regretted the moment he fell for that girl. He doesn't want to remember anything related to her. But is it even easy?  Both looked at the stars and wished to forget everything,