How Peppa Pig Died

In a world of werewolf clans divided by fierce loyalties and blood feuds, an ancient artifact known as The Crown holds the promise of ultimate power. Whispers of the prophecy drive packs into chaos, each vying to place their leader on the throne. As betrayals deepen and alliances shift, the fate of the werewolf world lies in the hands of an unlikely hero—one who must rise above their doubts to reshape the destiny of their kind.

Fiona, a Wolfless Omega, changes her destiny as she encounters the impossible, she strikes a deal with a witch, to achieve what she needs she had to sacrifice something precious to her something never wanted to leave, her whole life she had been looked down upon, she thought it was finally time to change her destiny, but destiny itself plays a trick on her, as she falls in love with her worst enemy. She realizes that, "it might be better off being in the darkness than blinded by the light", "somethings are better left hidden.

I'm the heiress of an affluent family. The housekeeper's daughter secretly wears my gown prepared for my birthday party, and I'm about to teach her a lesson. Suddenly, I see real-time comments. "This female antagonist is just jealous that the female protagonist looks better in the gown than she does!" "It's fine. The male protagonists are going to show up soon!" "Let's hang on for a bit more. I'd like to see this antagonist continue being so snobby once her family goes bankrupt!" In the next second, my brother and fiancé show up. They shield the housekeeper's daughter in their arms. Sneering, I commanded the staff, "Strip all three of them."

In the remote Arctic, where the nights stretch for months and air crackles with ancient magic, werewolf packs emerge breathing life into the cursed cold. With time, humans migrate, sharing an uneasy harmony with the pack. Fiona Ashford grows up with soon-to-be alpha Jason Frostwood and is ready to stand beside him to usher in the new era and bind the two powerful packs. Two nights before the wedding, she learns of his infatuation with Lena, a human girl. She is too late to intervene and it culminates in a public rejection that shatters her world. While Jason faces the wrath of his pack and the terrifying possibility of losing everything for a love that society deems forbidden, Fiona must navigate her shattered heart while wrestling with the idea of punishing Lena for Jason's betrayal.

Daciana, an orphan, has always been on the run to protect what she held dear. She had loved her mate, Ulfred, fiercely. However, the next morning, he rejected her after a long night of sex. Daciana found out she was pregnant with triplets. What would she do when her babies are kidnapped? Will she go back to her Ulfred? Later on, she is blessed with a second chance mate. Will Daciana be finally happy with her new found mate?

Luna Dela Vega, had been orphan in an early age because of the unmercy killing of the horrible Werewolves to his father. She was eaten by too much anger and the aim to take a revenge, to kill all the Werewolves packs without giving them any kind of mercy too. She will kill them, but what if one day she knew, that the only man who brought hope in her mourning soul, the man she already love the most is one of them? Does she able to kill him too, just to give a justice she's longing to seek for her dead parent?

The day after my first shift, my Alpha mate Marcus Stone couldn’t wait to mark me as his Luna. He was the most powerful Alpha in Northern Regions. Rumors said he kept his distance from every beautiful she-wolf. Only I was the exception. Every anniversary, he would give me an exquisite red haute couture dress and a carefully arranged bouquet of moonflowers. I thought he loved the scent of moonflowers, so even though I was allergic to them, I happily accepted the gifts every time. Until at our mating ceremony anniversary banquet, I saw Marcus's childhood sweetheart Rose wearing a red dress, adorned with moonflower decorations. That's when I realized it was Rose who loved red dresses and moonflowers. Even when I was attacked by rogue wolves and lost our baby, he was by his first love's side. After learning the truth, I decided to leave him completely.

The Shadow Howlers Pack is the lycan king's chosen pack to assist with investigations and finding packs who are involved in criminal activity. Gunnar is the current alpha, and he hasn't found his mate yet. When he finds his mate Bianca, she is ready to leave the Last Moon pack. However, once they leave, they find out they may need to return because everything is not as it seems. King Zaiden trusts the Shadow Howlers more than any other pack, so when his new queen is threatened, he calls on them for help. Will the pack be successful in saving the queen from those who want her dead? Is there more to the queen than anyone realizes? Many secrets are revealed in this book that will keep you on your toes, always guessing what's going to happen next.

On the day we were supposed to get our marriage license, Michael Robertson ghosted. I sat outside the County Clerk's Office for hours. Instead of him, I got a pic from his secretary, Kallie Clunt. She was in his lap, arms wrapped around him, making out like it was the hottest scene in a drama. [Sorry, Elsa. Michael said he had to comfort my broken heart. You don't mind, do you?] When I asked him about it, he just looked annoyed. "She gave me blood once. What's the big deal if I hang out with her? Can't you be a little more understanding?" My stomach dropped. I turned away and called his older brother. "Leon, do you still want to marry me?"

"Are you sure you want to change your name, Ms. Anderson? You'll have to change your degree certificate, documentation, and passport once you do." Noelle Anderson nods. "I'm sure." The employee tries to talk her out of it. "It's quite troublesome for adults to change their names, and your current name sounds nice. Are you sure you don't want to think about it?" "No, I'm done thinking." She signs the form. "Sorry for the trouble and thanks." "Alright, then. The name you're changing to is… Aria Byrd, right?" "Yeah." Aria Byrd—it means a flight to freedom.