How Can Words Inspire Change

Years after graduation, someone suddenly tags me in the class group chat. "Mr. Warren is gravely ill, Mira. Aren't you going to do anything? You really are heartless!" I only realize what's going on when I click on the fundraising link in the chat. Our high school homeroom teacher, Joseph Warren, has late-stage cancer. Thus, Lyra Fairfield, the class belle, is leading a fundraiser and patient-donor matching process. "I'll donate ten thousand dollars. My husband is the director of Waverly General Hospital, and I've already asked him to arrange a VIP ward for Mr. Warren." Right after I send that message, the group pounces on me. "Mira, you contracted an STD back then and tried to pin it on Lyra. She didn't even hold it against you, and now you're trying to steal her thunder? You're unbelievable!" "I can't believe you're still lying through your teeth during such a serious situation. You never change, do you?" Lyra immediately defuses the tension. "Mira, I don't blame you for what happened in the past, but you really shouldn't impersonate the director's wife. I've already arranged the ward and surgery, and I'm donating another 100 thousand dollars to Mr. Warren!" I'm this close to laughing out of sheer anger. She's the one who scratched her name off the diagnosis report and framed me for having an STD all those years ago. I never even confronted her about it, and now she's playing the victim? Lyra soon posts a photo in the group chat, showing off her husband's car. Yet, when I see the man in the passenger seat, I guffaw. Isn't that my husband's driver? When did he start running a hospital?

"Your mate was the last piece to the puzzle. I sent my men there to kill her while you were busy fighting with the alphas. I knew once she was dead you would be blinded by rage throwing off those sharp scenes of yours, leading you right into my trap. I may not be strong enough to kill you...yet, but this silver box is strong enough to lock you away forever. Maybe the others are okay with bowing down to you, but I bow down to no one! I'm the alpha of alphas!! I'm the new king, I'm the alpha king!" He growls out from the other side of this silver box.I let out a loud roar causing Tim to back away from me covering his ears. "I'm going to kill all of you!!!" I roar out as I start to claw and punch the wall of the silver box, trying to get out.***Betrayed by the wolves. They took everything away from him. His mate, family, and friends. They locked him away inside a silver box to live out the rest of his days. All he wants is to make them pay, but once he's finally get free he's in for a big surprise.

Sage is a young silver wolf who grew up as an orphaned Omega. At a young age she awakened a powerful wolf, a silver wolf which was considered to be ominous. To survive, she hid her identity from everyone. At sixteen she was unexpectedly found by her family who revealed that she was the biological daughter of the Alpha King and the true princess of their pack. She returned home only to find there's no place for her. In her absence she had been replaced with another girl, Eleanor who had been the princess for the last sixteen years, receiving everything that should have been hers. Replaced by Eleanor, Sage struggled to earn her family's love but instead became the scapegoat. Forced to marry Aegon, the feared Lycan prince of an enemy nation in place of Eleanor, Sage sought escape and revenge against her parent for giving her away. Unknown to her, Alpha Knox, Aegon's uncle is her true mate but he refuses to tell her since she's to be wed to his nephew. On a full moon, Knox accidentally bites Sage, marking her and entwining all three of them in a love triangle.

"You know how this ends,” He snarled, his own eyes flickering across my face before they met mine again “Now I`m going to kill you.”

"He told me to run. I didn’t listen. Now I can’t escape him… or the curse." On the eve of her eighteenth birthday, Elena Blackthorne should be celebrating the moment every werewolf dreams of — finding her fated mate. But when the bond snaps and she's cruelly rejected in front of her entire pack, her world shatters. Wounded, ashamed, and desperate to feel anything but pain, Elena flees into the forest... and collides with something older than myth. Silas Blackmoor is a rogue with silver eyes, a violent past, and a soul marked by the same bloodline curse Elena unknowingly carries. When her mate rejects her, the Moon Goddess grants her a second chance — and that chance is Silas, the one wolf every pack fears. Now bound to a stranger with a dangerous legacy, Elena is thrust into a world of secrets, ancient rivalries, and a prophecy soaked in blood. The deeper she falls for Silas, the more she begins to question everything she was raised to believe — about her pack, her past, and herself. But love may not be enough to save them. Because some fates were written to burn.

Scarlett is a she—werewolf, who lacks the basic ability of shifting into her wolf form. All werewolves can only get their mate after they shift, so all hope is lost for her. But her childhood crush—The Alpha King's heir, Rush Rivera is here to save the day and make her a chosen mate. Just when she thinks everything is going too right on the day of her chosen mate ceremony, the Rogue Lycan Alpha comes breaking her doors. He claims that she is his mate and surprisingly, she recognizes him as one. If she is wolfless, then how can she recognize him as her mate? And even if he is her mate, how can she accept him when he killed her parents in a rogue attack three years ago? An attraction they can't deny, a heat season around the corner, and the Alpha King on the hunt for the Rogue Lycan and the wolfless omega, what could go wrong with them?

The news of the creature of the night has spread all over the city like wildfire. People are said to be missing every day, but to DeLorna, it was nothing but a folktale. She never believed a bit of it, she sees it as a way people wanted to grow famous. But one night, DeLorna is shocked by the incident which took place a few hours ago. She was scared and she felt like staying over at her friend's place to spend the night but she couldn't because it was already late that night. That very night, the creature came to her room. Knowing her thoughts and how much she disbelieved the news, he decided to pay her a visit. DeLorna didn’t realize who he was, but she heard before he left, "I will come back for you for YOU ARE MINE and MINE ONLY." He grunts out and before she could give a reply or question the stranger he disappeared at a very fast pace. THIS IS WHEN IT ALL BEGAN . . . Find out more in STORY. Don't miss OUT this Epic Story

After being forced to go to rogue wolf territory to exchange my mate's kidnapped childhood sweetheart while three months pregnant, I was tortured to death. Before my death, my eight-year-old daughter begged her father three times. The first time, my daughter took her father's hand and said, "Daddy, mommy is pregnant with my little brother. She can't go to the rogue territory." The alpha wolf let out a cold laugh: "How dare your mother teach a pup to lie." Then he had his beta guards drive my daughter out of the pack house. The second time, my daughter grabbed his sleeve and told him the rogue wolves were torturing me with silver. The alpha frowned: "These rogues were hired by your mother to kidnap Willow. How could she really be tortured?" The guards stepped forward and once again pulled my daughter out of the room. The third time, my daughter lay on the floor, desperately clutching his pant leg, crying that I was dying in the rogue wolf territory. The alpha finally lost his temper. He slapped her away with force. "I told you, Ava won't die. She's strong. If you come running back here to disturb Willow's rest again, I'll definitely throw both of you out of the pack territory." To save me, my daughter gave her most precious possession to the most powerful warrior in the pack—the healing gemstone I had given her for her birthday. "Please, can you use this to help save my mother? I don't need protection anymore. I just want my mother to live." The warrior took her healing gemstone, but before he could leave to rescue me, Willow stepped in his way. "Sorry, little pup," she smirked. "The warrior needs to stay here to protect my dog. Your father was afraid I would be sad if anything happened to my pet."

Euphemia Winters had the life she's always wanted, a gorgeous boyfriend, best friends, college this fall, and a great new apartment. But, something isn't right in her field of dreams, will she work through it, or will she find something better?

One week into her marriage, Mira longs to spend a passionate night with her husband, Tyler— only to come face-to-face with her fated mate instead: Valen Montclair, the Lycan King. All Mira wants is to stay by Tyler’s side. But fate has other plans, dragging her into Valen’s world against her will. When love and destiny stand on opposite sides… Will Mira choose her husband—or the fated mate she was never meant to meet? Her answer will change everything.