Glam Rock Roxanne Wolf

Ruled with an iron fist Alpha Alexander of ice moon pack killed my parents and took me in when I was 14. Being a slave to him and for years enduring pain and humiliation. Hopeful on my 18th birthday to leave on my own away from his pack is the only thing I’m aiming for, but Alpha Alexander has different plans for me. Unknowingly the Alpha has decided to claim a mate and using the excuse of me turning 18 as why he hasn’t found one yet. Plans to escape are my only options and fear of what he’ll do if he catches me and claims me as his mate.

Cursed with two souls inside his body, Alpha Kelvin must protect his secret to the grave. Inside him was the wolf spirit of the Ancient Lycan King, Lycaruz, a very powerful and vengeful soul from the past. What happens when a mere human maid discovers his greatest secret? What if the human maid was his long-awaited Luna? Kelvin wanted to eliminate Amelia for accidentally discovering his secret, but the Lycan King Lycaruz wanted to mark her as their mate. With the brewing war between the hunters and the werewolves, will Kelvin be able to protect his Pack against the dangerous threat now that he’s slowly falling in love with a weak human maid?

Before Lillian, Leander, Luther and Lorcan, there was Orrin and Anja. Orrin Dalgaard is the King of Zidiah, still to find his mate when many believe the Moon Goddess doesn't favour him; therefore, he doesn't have a mate. In Dalgaard forest, Orrin bumps into the princess of Kulumi. Kulumi is Bear territory, yet Anja has wandered onto Wolf territory. Orrin instantly knows that he's met his mate, but she won't make it easy for him to catch her. Anja was recently thrown out of the only home she's ever known. On the night of her first transformation, it turns out that she's not the daughter of the King of bears after all. No, Anja is a wolf and has no idea how it's possible. When Anja finally accepts Orrin as her mate, more drama and pain than Anja can hold comes to light. Nothing is as it seems, and only Orrin can save the mate he would die for - The question is, will he be able to save his mate from his enemies, but most of all, herself?

I suddenly stop screaming when I felt something wet slide into my neck. My eyes grew wider. "Did you just licked me?!" He realeased a deep chuckle. I kept on fighting to get away from his grasp but he tightened his grip on me instead. Then I felt his breath traveled to my ear and then he whispered something that sent a surge of electricity all through out my body. "You can't run away from me. You're my mate. You're mine."

My boyfriend Orion was the leading hunter of the Bright Moon Pack, who was sent on an S-class mission three years ago. Before he left, he told me to wait for his return, after which he would mark me. Holding him to his promise, I waited for over a thousand days, and he eventually did come back. I was delighted, but just ten days after I blissfully prepared for the marking ceremony, I overheard him speaking with his fellow hunters. "Are you sure you're going to mark Elara? What about Dahlia and Emery? Especially Emery—the pup's two years old and looks just like you. There's no hiding it at all." "Hell, the whole thing about a secret mission was a farce, to cover up for you hanging around for Emery's birth. If Elara knew the truth…" Orion shot his deputy a sharp glare right then. "Just tell Dahlia to keep her mouth shut and hide the pup. Elara's the only one for me." Dahlia? The pup? As it turned out, in those three years I was worried sick for him, he had a pup with another woman. My knuckles clenched, I returned to my room and called my father. "Dad, I want to go home."

"I can smell your arousal, Omega. Now quit being stubborn, spread those legs wide, and welcome me with gratitude." I stared at him quietly. I was dripping wet, but I wasn't letting any other Alpha use me like that. "I am sorry, Alpha, but I would have to reject your offer." He froze and stared blankly at me for a while. He looked stunned more by the fact that he did not believe anyone could reject him. Future Alphas and some selected warriors are taken away from the Titan pack to undergo serious training until the present Alpha dies. They are devoid of all forms of pleasure and denied mates until they return when they are allowed to have sex with any female and release sexual tension until they are blessed with mates. I was one of the slaves dragged away from my pack after a raid. I was there to scrub floors and clean dishes while staying invisible until I bumped into the Alpha who was said to be ruthless, and he asked to ride me. I rejected politely. It baffled him so much. Every female will die to ride him, but I, a slave from the lowest rank of Omegas had the backbone to reject him.

My mate, Xander Smith, falls into the Red Moon pack's fire trap when he's out. I'm burned, heavily injured, and rendered unconscious while saving him. When I blearily come to in the clinic, I hear him tell the healer to kill my wolf. "Are you sure? Ophelia bore your heir. How can you hurt her wolf?" The healer's hand trembles as he clutches a silver needle. He's unwilling to be so cruel to me. However, Xander says firmly, "Dahlia is back, and I want her to attend the appointment ceremony as the mother of my heir. The only way to stop Ophelia from fighting Dahlia for this is by making her as weak as an Omega. "Dahlia has already been banished from the Red Moon pack after losing her mate. I can't let the werewolves in the New Moon pack scorn her. As for Ophelia… she'll forever be my Luna." I clench my fists and squeeze my eyes shut. My love for him dies as my wolf does. Since Xander insists on giving another woman a place in his life, it's time for me to take my leave.

When Callum abandoned me, feverish and shivering on a mountain road, just to watch a meteor shower with the young woman he had raised, I decided to divorce him. His good friend, Emmet, advised him to try winning me back. "Look Cal, sisters are sisters, but a wife takes priority. You’d better not mix up what matters most." Callum, however, dismissed the idea with a confident smile. "She’s bluffing. Does she really think she’ll go through with the divorce?" "All these years, I’ve given her a place to belong. Without me, she wouldn’t even have a home. Leave me? She wouldn’t dare.  "Just wait. Before the cooling-off period ends, she’ll come back crying and begging me to take her in."  But thirty days passed, and I never looked back. While he scoured the world searching for me, I sipped tea in a misty mountain villa, utterly at peace. "James," I remarked to my step-brother, "your place truly feels like home."

Lelandi Wildhaven is adamant on learning the truth about the tragic death of her beloved sister. But, everyone believes she is making a move for her sister's widowed partner. He is a pack leader who suffers from regrets. Darien Silver holds himself responsible for his partner's passing. He becomes enchanted when her twin arrives in his town, and when someone tries to quiet her, he understands that guarding the stunning outsider could be the only way to keep his pack—and himself—safe.

After our eighty-eighth canceled wedding, I called my business partner. "I'm taking the Haviana market project." There was a beat of stunned silence. "Seriously? That's ten years overseas. You just got married—well, weren't you? Does your husband even know? What about your parents? You always said staying close to them was everything." I glanced around the empty church and let out a sharp laugh. "There was no wedding. No husband. And my parents? They've got Cindy. That's all they need." Another pause. "Alright. Pack your bags. You leave tomorrow." After the call, I ran a hand down my wedding dress. One last tear slipped out, quiet and pointless. Cindy had another "episode" today. Claimed she'd off herself. Andrew canceled—again. I'd looked at him, drained. "It's the eighty-eighth time." He dropped his head, guilt all over him. "Just a little more time, Viv. She's been off since the accident. I'm scared she'll actually do it. I swear, I'll talk to her. For real this time. Then we'll get married. Promise." My parents didn't hesitate. "Vivian, let Andrew go. If Cindy hadn't gotten kidnapped trying to save you, she wouldn't have these breakdowns. Are you really putting a wedding over your sister's life?" "How could you be so selfish?" I'd heard it all before. Used to fight it. Not this time. If neither my fiancé nor my parents wanted me around, then fine. I'd leave.