Glenn Eye Walking Dead Novels & Stories

My wolf went silent the moment he rejected me. Seven years later, she still hasn't spoken. Alpha Zarek took my body, my heart, and my future. Then he looked me in the eye and said I was worthless. My wolf curled into herself and never woke again. I fled to the dead lands where no pack bond reaches. Theron, a dying healer, gave me shelter and I bore a secret: I was pregnant with Zarek's daughter. For seven years, I have raised my daughter in the shadows. She has his silver eyes. She is unmistakably his child Now Theron is dying. His last wish is to see the Alpha one final time. I cannot refuse him, even if it means facing the wolf who broke me. When Zarek walks into that room, he will see me. He will see our daughter. And he will learn the truth I have buried for seven years. But he will also learn something else: My wolf may be silent, my voice is not. He rejected me once, now I will make him wish he hadn't.

Three days after my boyfriend’s adopted sister died a tragic death, I clutched a so-called "hush money" check in my hand and became an accomplice in everyone’s eyes. My boyfriend once knelt in the pouring rain to beg me, and his sister’s five-year-old daughter cried and begged me to testify, but I refused them both. Ten years later, when I was dying of cancer, my boyfriend had become a billionaire. The first thing he did upon returning to the country was to forcibly extract my memories, even though I would suffer endless pain. "Elara, you vain, heartless monster! Lily and I must have been blind to ever treat you like family!" "Lily has been dead for ten years, and you’ve been walking free with that dirty money the whole time!" "Today, I’m going to find out exactly who paid you off—the person you protected just for money!" My boyfriend held a press conference to publicly crucify me for my crimes. But after seeing the whole truth, he went completely insane.

After eight years together, I took a hit for my surgeon boyfriend. Milton Woodard vowed I could ask for anything. Everyone assumed I'd seize the chance to propose, locking him down for good. Instead, I looked him in the eye and said, "Let's break up." Then I walked away without a backward glance. Milton smirked, betting with his buddies that I'd come crawling back in under three days, calling me a desperate lapdog chasing his attention. He was dead wrong because I'd been reborn. In my last life, I proposed to him and won. Overwhelmed by the news, his first love threw herself off a rooftop and killed herself. Milton unleashed his grief-fueled rage on me. On our wedding night, he slashed my face and locked me in a dank, claustrophobic basement. When I got pregnant, he force-fed me supplements until the baby grew too big for me to deliver. I hemorrhaged, torn apart, and died in agony on the birthing table. Now, reborn on the day I saved his life, I was done playing his fool.

The day before his Alpha Induction, Luke destroyed everything. He’d spent years obsessed with a weak Omega—a girl promised to Reno, the lethal Alpha of the Northern Territory. Luke couldn't stomach losing her, so he crashed their ceremony and took her by force. That same night, he Marked her in front of everyone. The Pack held their breath, waiting for my family to become the biggest joke in the territory. I braced for the humiliation, expecting to be the girl everyone pitied. I was wrong. The next morning, I found Reno leaning against my balcony railing. He was massive—broad-chested with arms built for violence. He smelled like raw power and imminent danger. He didn't look like a man who had just lost a mate; he looked like a man looking for a trade. "Luke stole my female," he rumbled, his dark eyes locking onto mine. "I want you as her replacement. Be my Luna. It’s a fair trade, don’t you think?" I didn't hesitate. I looked him dead in the eye and nodded. "It is," I replied. "I’m in."

Eva Carson has one enemy: Son of a rival family, Gorgeous, Cocky, borderline annoying, with a huge Ego– Emerson Ford. They never see eye to eye on things, and remain thorn in each other's flesh. After witnessing Emerson Ford fuck a girl through her window, while holding eye contact with her– something shifts between the two. When their overflowing enmity escalates into an unforgettable night of intense pleasure, Eva's hatred explodes into something else. Something with a teeming, uncontrollable sex drive. With the fued between the two families coupled with her somewhat hatred for him, Eva is unwilling to give in to her unwelcomed desires for Emerson, but when fate plays a cruel trick on them; how long before Eva breaks and finds herself in his bed?

I'm already half-blind in my left eye, but Cedric Thompson forces me to donate my right cornea to his childhood sweetheart. Her parents berate me. "She's blind now! It's not like you'll die without one eye's cornea!" Cedric consoles me. "We're only taking the cornea for one eye. It won't affect anything." I'm forcibly placed under anesthesia. I lose all hope in life before my eyes slide shut. I would never have married him if I'd know he would treat me like this. He has no idea I can barely see with my left eye now.

Eliana Thorne is forced to marry a shady billionaire by her aunt Livia to save the family’s fortune and secure their future. The catch was, the man —Levi Vanderbilt —was dead. In everyone’s eye, she was basically a human sacrifice to the Vanderbilt family. Much to her surprise on her wedding night there is a ghost living with her, her dead husband Levi is very much alive— And very unhappy with this new development of having a stranger claim his name and assets. Levi hated Eliana believing she is a pawn but decides to keep up appearances to find out who betrayed him. A drunken night leads to pregnancy, suffocating Levi. Just when Eliana grows tired of the toxic dynamic and constant abuse, she suffers a miscarriage and decides to leave. Until, she finds out Livia’s true intentions causing them to fall into an uneasy alliance. Levi promises to kill her if she ever betrays him, but she finds her family’s fortune locked in a biometric vault with only accessible by Levi. Slowly, the tensions and passion merge, blurring lines as allies as something romantic develops, can she win the heart of this terrible cold hearted billionaire? Or will their passion cost them something more?

Rome never wanted anything else but to please his surrogate father, the man who had kept him when the world turned its back on him. Promising to do whatever his old man wished, he found himself walking inside their enemy line as the ‘wolf in sheep’s skin.’ Until the perfect day to finally kill their nemesis came. With his skill and his gun in his hand, he couldn’t be more ready. ​ But what if the door of the room he was hiding in suddenly opened? Surprised about what happened, he wasn’t able to take his eyes off the beauty that instantly appeared on that door. Ladies and Gentlemen, meet the ballerina, Margaux, the only woman in this world he wasn’t supposed to love at all. *** ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or any information storage and retrieval system, without the author's permission, except where permitted by law. This is a work of fiction. Names characters, businesses, songs, places, events, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

I catch the eye of a stranger on the bus. Then, I'm lured into his trap…

To get a divorce from Dante Conti, I volunteered to walk away with nothing—even our three-year-old son. Seeing that I had deliberately changed back into the old clothes I wore before marriage, Dante froze for a moment, then sneered, "So? You don't even want Nico, the heir you fought so hard to give birth to?" "Careful. Play your part too long, and you won't be able to recover the scene," he warned. I pushed the signed agreement toward him. "Don't worry. This isn't acting." Dante shot me a puzzled look before signing his name. "So obedient? Fine. I'll be magnanimous and let you see Nico from time to time." He set down the pen, his gaze appraising me. "And if you regret it… come to me now, and maybe—just maybe—we could remarry—" I cut him off, standing and walking away without a word. He had thought I married him for the Mafia's power, that's why I had given him an heir to inherit his family. But once he knows I'm dead, there will be no more misunderstandings.