Lysa Terkeurst Unglued Novels & Stories

Lysa is expelled from her pack and the wolf world for being a weak and sickly omega. Her memory is erased so she can't return and she is thrown into the streets of the human world to die... But an attractive and strange man finds her, a wolf hunter who has loved her forever.

Alpha Stephanie Fletcher is the only child of Alpha Steph and Luna Kayla. Her mother died when she was twelve and a year later, her father remarried Lysa, who had a child from her first mate bond. Elena is a year younger than Stephanie, but she’s always been jealous of Stephanie. Stephanie has watched Elena try to sabotage multiple relationships, including the one between Alphas Benedict and Sloane. Alpha Will is the son of Alpha William. His father took Samara in when she was nine, hiding her in his pack and adopting her. Will grew up with Samara. After she obtained her revenge, Samara brought her nieces and nephew to live with her. Will was always drawn to Sloane and hoped that she would be his mate. However, on Sloane’s eighteenth birthday, Will meets Stephanie, and the mate bond instantly draws them together. After stopping to meet her family, Will and Stephanie return to his pack where Stephanie becomes the Luna he’s always wanted and the pack has needed since he took over as Alpha. When Stephanie’s father dies unexpectedly, she’s devastated. However, she becomes suspicious when her father’s will, which has been discussed with her for many years, suddenly leaves her nothing and leaves everything to Lysa and Elena. Stephanie will not allow them to take over her father’s legacy and destroy what her family has worked for generations to create. But when Elena suddenly finds her own mate, one who isn’t willing to back down, it will mean war. Will and Stephanie will call on their allies to assist them, to right the wrongs that her stepsister is bringing to her family. But once they dig deeper, Stephanie will realize just how deep her stepsister’s betrayal actually lies.

On the night of their third wedding anniversary, Aelara watches the man she has loved since childhood drive a blade through her heart and say her sister's name as he does it. She dies on the ballroom floor making one wish — not for revenge, not for answers, just the day before everything was decided. The day before she chose wrong. Fate listens. Because Aelara is not just a king's daughter. She is the Goddess of Fate and Life, and even dying, her power answers her own prayer. Reborn to the morning of the choosing ceremony, she faces four suitors and a kingdom that expects her to name Caelan Dray the God of Conquest, the man who will one day kill her. She does not. She names Riven Ashveil, the quiet, unbothered God of Sovereignty who has spent nine years showing up for her in every way that mattered and never once asking for anything back. No one understands the choice. Caelan does not grieve it. He starts watching her instead. And Lysa, her half-sister and Caelan's secret lover, goes very still. What follows is not a simple love story. It is a slow war for a kingdom, a throne, and a goddess's life fought in corridors and courtrooms and dark divine channels by two people who believed they were owed something and could not accept that they were wrong. Riven is the most powerful god in the kingdom. But power means nothing if you do not know what is coming for you. Aelara knows. She died once already. She is not dying again.

When Astrid is kidnapped and shipped off as a gift for a king’s coronation, she becomes resentful of her life and resigns herself to death at his hands. Spared by her new captor, she must find a way to navigate the turmoil of harem life. Pitted against the other girls of the harem, and the king's favorite, she must survive attempts on her life, societal upheaval, and, most dangerous of all, a budding romance. Is she just making the good of a bad situation? Or is love truly blooming with her tyrannical owner? "Do you know who you're talking to?" He asks both angry and amused, with a dangerous flame in his golden eyes. "Loras." "Loras is a king, Astrid. A king doesn't give explanations in front of anyone. And if you don't learn that, this palace will kill you." He doesn't sound like he's scolding her, nor does he sound arrogant. He tells it as it is. And Astrid was aware of that. But still, it's not something that her heart could just accept. She didn't realize she was crying until his hand dries her tears. And before realizing it, he pulls her closer. "N..." She tries to oppose it, but it's too late. His lips are pressed on hers and all breath leaves her chest. His lips are soft and full, embracing her mouth entirely. "Open your mouth!" He whispers an order and she can only obey. Her knees are melting so she grabs his neck. He puts his arms around her and lifts her up, pressing her body into the wall, trapping her. And then, suddenly, just when she was starting to get used to the maddening sensation of his touch, he steps back. "Don't you want to finish the conversation about Lysa?" He asks.