Fall Of Ruin And Wrath Series Order Novels & Stories

Hello wonderful readers, I am so sorry for any confusion, but all four books in this series will be separated. Unfortunately, my editor received some untrue information that was then passed on to me. To limit confusion, the order of the books is as follows: *Mated to the Alpha of the North *Mated to the Alpha of the South *Mated to the Alpha of the West *Mated to the Alpha of the East Thank you for your continued patience, understanding, and support. (I am also loving all the comments and encouragement. You guys are awesome! Thanks for sticking with me!!)

Jade replied shamelessly, "Oh, come now, they've known each other since they were kids. We're together! I'll let Allen take Rosie's name if that's fine with you." She then signaled for Allen to come over, but Allen did not budge. My mother smiled and said, "I've told you: it's better for our families to not have any further dealings. Stop all your bullcrap and get straight to the point." Jade's expression turned awkward as she said, "Actually, I came to apologize. Please have mercy on us. The Walters can't take this anymore!" "Why not? But Allen must admit that he was engaged with Rosie, and Lydia has been the third wheeler all along."

The world fractured into a scream. The ground yawned open, swallowing sky and stone alike. Flames surged upward like rivers of molten wrath, while shadows poured downward like the ocean’s abyss. Adrien’s grip on Sera’s hand was the only anchor in the chaos. They fell. The roar of the collapsing wasteland drowned out thought, but Sera’s eyes, burning weakly yet unbroken, met Adrien’s. Neither let go. The chasm’s depth seemed infinite. Firelight clashed with shadows in a maelstrom of creation and destruction, colors bleeding into impossible shapes. It was not merely a pit, but a wound in the world.

"That's not true!" "Isn't it?" His hand shot out, gripping my chin and forcing me to look at him. "Your father thinks you failed because you're inexperienced. I think you failed because you're conflicted. Because every time you get close to Ares, that bond whispers pretty lies in your ear." "The wolfsbane is working!" "Not well enough." Julius's grip tightened. "Because a focused warrior, one truly committed to vengeance, wouldn't need to try so hard for this. It is almost like you want to fail."

Danielle My whole body shook with rage as I watched the both of them. I felt my nails digging into my palm, and the tears stung my eyes. I was remembering everything that I had tried to push to the back of my head the whole time. Wounds were being ripped open, and it felt like my insides were being twisted inside out.

work. I tried to pivot, to shield Rita with my back, but the butt of a tactical rifle connected with the base of my skull. The world didn't go black immediately; it dissolved into a sickening, swirling gray. I felt Rita being torn from my grip, her scream the last thing I heard before the floor rose up to meet me. I woke up to the smell of ozone and rust. I tried to stretch, but my knuckles hit cold, unforgiving metal. My knees hit the same. I was upright, pinned in a space so narrow I couldn't even draw a full breath. It was a vertical metal box, a coffin for the living, standing on end.

Hatred boils. Tomorrow, war begins.

I looked toward the open warehouse doors, where daylight spilled across the concrete floor. "Now I find out why a father declared war on his own daughter. And if Raj Varma has another reason..." I thought of Drisana sleeping upstairs, bruised and unaware that the greatest betrayal of her life wore her own surname. "...he'd better pray it's good enough." Without another word, I walked out of the warehouse. This wasn't over. It had only just begun.