Karen Kingsbury Stand Alone Books Novels & Stories

Strange. Karen strained to see better. Something just didn't seem right. She could feel a voice telling her to go after them. Was that Cole? She couldn't keep these voices straight. She knew her wolf was starting to talk to her. But sometimes the voices just seemed like alphabet soup in her brain. She seemed to feel them more than hear them. But sometimes she just couldn't straighten them out. There definitely was someone telling her to follow them. There weren't that many red heads in the pack, in fact there were only two, Katy and Cheryl. And the idea of Cheryl being anywhere near Katy made Karen's blood boil.

A/N :- The 'Flames of Obsessiveness second series' consists of 10 books, including three stand-alone novels. You can explore my profile for the three Stand-Alone books from the second series. This second series continues the stories of the children of the Kashyap, Grey, Miller, Rathore, and Khanna from the 'Waves of Possessiveness first series'. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ •Book 1) His BLIND REVENGE Tropes :-

“Harris, did my dad ever mention why the hell he thought hiring one of our biggest rivals was a good idea? He’s probably going to kill us in our sleep!” Harris’ eyes went wide. “Well, Miss, maybe everyone else. Doubt the Bloodmoon Brotherhood prince would harm you.” I stiffened. “What do you mean?” “You are his chosen mate,” he spoke casually. “He won’t harm you.” “He rejected me, Harris.” Why the hell did those words hurt so much? I barely knew the guy or cared for him. “Yes. But has he done the unbinding ritual with you yet?” “No.” I frowned. “But it’s not like he got a chance yet. I was locked in juvie, remember?”

All those nights he spent in the arms of women he didn’t care about, trying to fill the void inside him, had failed, yet simply thinking of Romaine’s sweet face, of her eyes, of the scent of her skin helped him breathe more easily. She was younger than the women he usually involved himself with, but Romaine was different. Not because she was a princess… She sure as hell, didn’t act like a twenty-five-year-old. Course not, because she’s a queen in the making and off-limits. But those eyes flitted before him, and the way she tugged on her earlobe when she was irritated… Kingston plopped down on his bed and buried his face in the pillow. His hand crept up under it to ensure the gun was tucked s

They're drinking wine and laughing at the idiot male supporting character. [This poor stand-in bride only got paid a hundred bucks to take the fall. Later she's going to get humiliated in public by the male lead.] [You newbies don't know, huh? This 'stand-in' is actually Haylee Kenton, the biggest hidden boss in the entire novel! The invisible richest woman in Kingsport!] [She's secretly loved Tony for ten whole years. In the extra chapters, after his death, she wipes out the entire Moore family to avenge him. Absolute love-struck war goddess.]

The Alpha King was standing beneath a tree in the distance, with Karen by his side. And his cold, dark stare was fixed on me.

I couldn't see the title since she shut the book, placing it down beside her when I walked into the room. "So, Queen tells me that King wants us to mark each other. You do know there is no chance in h3ll I'm going to mate with you, not until I find out the truth about you. So why don't you come over here and we can do this marking thing." Is this girl for real? Who says I wanted to mate with her right away? I don't even know her. We need to get to know each other. And what I know of her is that she's crazy and bossy. And as soon as she realizes she can't do that with me, the sooner the better. Walking over to her, moving the book, and placing it down on the table, I noticed the title: “The K

I watched her arm rear back again so she could get more force, but before she could, the Alpha King interrupted. “What are you doing?” His voice held mild interest, but his face was blank, and I found myself dying to know what he was thinking. “Putting this bitch in her place.” Kingsley seethed, but her hand didn’t continue forward. “Do you treat all your servants like this?” The Alpha King’s voice was calm, but there was something underlying in his tone that I didn’t know what to do with. His face was still passive, but there was a part of me that thought he might care. He wouldn’t be asking the question if he didn’t, right?

“I’ll let you get your rest. Please try to get some sleep, Alpha Kendra.” “Get out,” Kendra rolled her eyes in an equally playful manner. “I’ll see you soon,” he said before he left. Once again, Kendra was alone. The adrenaline from having Derek there, and everything that followed, was wearing off. The reality of her situation was settling in again, causing panic to rise up. She had no idea what she was going to do, especially with the King coming in just a few short hours. She had heard of the Lycan King, a wolf who’s bloodline had been granted wolves by the Goddess herself, not through the lycanthropy virus, was a fair ruler, though cold. However, he was not one to be messed with, and he h

POV: Aria Monroe The Grove had changed again. Not in shape. In breath. The ley lines pulsed faster, the flame surged brighter, and the trees leaned in like they were bracing for something. Aria stood at the edge of the Haven, watching Kaelion carve runes into the sanctuary walls. His movements were steady, but his silence was heavier than ever. She knew what he had vowed. And she knew what it might cost.