Michael Afton Walking

Today was like the day I met him: Me, riding a bicycle and him, walking down the pavement. I grab the handle of the bicycle and watch him as he make his way towards me. I do not know why I feel nervous. A trickle of sweat drip on the side of my face, my heart beat fast and I could hardly breathe. He was meters away, until it grow shorter to a foot and then bam, he bumped into me and we fall down, him on top of me. This felt like a deja vù, like it was our very first encounter. We scurried to get up but ended up bumping our heads together. I glared at him as he got up, He didn't even offer me a hand. He didn’t even give me a second glance. He just passed by me. Not noticing me. Not even looking at me. I let go of the bicycle and turn to face him. I remove the helmet that I was wearing and grip it tightly before screaming, “YAH! My hands curled into a fist and before I know it, the helmet I was holding was already flying towards him.I raise my hand as if to save him but it collided on his head right before I could even react. It sounded a hollow thump and a pronounced groan. His hands made his way to the back of his head as he turn and face me. With those eyes that seem like it was murdering me, he chase me off and I hastily took my bicycle and ran. I couldn’t help but feel happy instead of guilty as he ran after me. This was like before. This was like that summer, that summer I met him.

His nose was an inch away from mine. Eyes looked down it with burning intensity. “You are mine, Adelia. And there is nothing in the world that can change that.” He growled, tracing the side of my face with a feather-light touch. I recoiled and swatted his hand away. Wanted to move backward. Out of his proximity but a strong hand settled on my lower back. Pulled me into him. Our eyes met again, letting all of my venom show in them. “You are married, Michael. Married and human! Us being mates doesn't take away from that fact.” I hissed. His blue eyes darkened. Hand flexed on my back. “Then turn me. Make me a wolf and I will be by your side until the world burns.” “Married. That is another obstacle. I won't be a home-wrecker. Never again.” I tried to move away from him. Away from the lurking promise of death and destruction if I gave in to him. Remained in his presence. But his hand twined with my dress. Forced me to stay so deathly close to him. I felt my resolve melt away. “She will understand. How can't she? We were destined to be together by the goddess herself.” He whispered and brushed his lips against my cheek. A shudder ran down my spine. “A goddess that you don't believe in.” Michael pulled away. Smiled cruelly down at me. “The only goddess I believe in is the one right in front of me.” I didn't stop him when his lips crashed into mine. Or when his tongue drifted over my bottom lip. Opened up for him so that he could explore the inside of my mouth. Devoured me whole. Morals be damned, then.

"Why is it that everytime I met you, you were busy running from me?" He asked me, his hand still holding mine captured above my head. I felt powerless. I couldn't do anything. I hate being vulnerable. No matter what I've always loved to have a sense of power in me but with Michael Milan it just seems impossible. He was like hard drugs mixed together in my system. No matter what I do, I just couldn't get away from him. "Because I'm saving myself from you, Micheal." I whispered softly. "You will destroy me if I get too close." A love at first sight. A love that was so wrong and so right at the same time. Aisling was torn between protecting what she loves and surrendering.

You think I'm a bully because of house problems, or parent problems” he tells me sneering it out as he walks towards me, which makes me move back as reflex. “Well pretty face, you’ve got it all wrong” he whispers out, taking another step towards me, and as a reflex I move back, until I discover my back has hit the locker “I am a bully because I want to be, because I like it, it is like a hobby you know, so, get the fuck out of my face” he tells me, sneering the last statement, which caught me off-guard, and makes me shiver. “too bad for you also, seems like you’ve seen your match, and I would mind the tone you speak to me Mister” I tell him walking towards him, which makes him take several steps back He looks at me with a face full of surprise, seems like the first time someone stands up to him, I don't know and in fact I don't care.

"At your darkest hour, when all seems lost and there is no hope of light. When you feel the darkness pressing in on you from every side, when you find yourself standing on the precipice of oblivion, A Hero will descend from the Moon.     His glittering silver face will cast a bright light upon your path. Avoid him, but it will be impossible. You will thrive hard to run... that's when the beast in you will Awake, and you'll meet the real you".  People say she's Beautiful when she smiles, but unfortunately, life isn't funny to her in any way. Poor Freya. At the age of Nine, she lost her parents in a day, making her live a life of torture with her Uncle. She was tossed out of the house at midnight into the ferocious rain after being beaten, stripped, scratched with whips, and tormented without cause by her uncle's wife. Bracing her difficulties and keeping her mother's last words in her heart.   In an iconic scenario, she met a Wolf whom they both had two things in common.  Rejected and Devastated.  They face their terrible fates together, walking together till she  becomes his Human Luna, Impossible?  

In the twisted dance of fate, I'm Dixie – a feisty 17-year-old caught between the human world and a werewolf nightmare. Life was chaotic enough, but then Trix, the bane of my existence, reveals he's not just my high school bully; he's an alpha with a destiny entwined with mine. This revelation left me floored. Forced into a marriage I never wanted, I'm now tangled in a supernatural mess where Nardoos threaten our existence, and every step feels like I'm walking on a tightrope. As tension rises, I find myself questioning everything – from my identity to the very essence of true connection. As I wade through the chaos of being a halfling in a werewolf pack, forbidden love, and an ancient prophecy, I spill the beans on this wild journey where I hold the key to a destiny I never signed up for in my palm. Can a rebellious girl and a fierce alpha rewrite the rules, or are we destined to be prisoners of a fate we never chose?

Blurb: After Diane Harlow loses her step-sister, the supposed heir of Red moon pack to an accident in the fields, her stepfather and other sisters then decide to sell her out because they hold her responsible for the death of their sister, Becky.Diane, who is a human grown into a werewolf family at the time is seen as worthless and since her mother, who was the king’s wife was dead, they feel that she’s no longer of any importance to them.To further punish Diane, her step father and his children then decide to sell her off to the infamous dreadful Alpha, Alpha Michael Zale of Silver crest pack.When Diane learns of her father’s decision to sell her off to Michael, she tries running away only to fall right into the Devil’s clutches.Fate decides to punish her further by making the monster, Michael her Mate!!With hurt and betrayal in their hearts, they set off on a wild adventure of hate, secrets, wonder, and above all, love.Main characters:Diane Harlow: 20, red-haired, green eyes, curvy, short. She is strong, sharp-witted, resilient, and also sensitive. She was wrongfully accused of the death of her Step sister; and thus was sold to the reputable Alpha Michael by her step father as a means of getting rid of her.Michael Zale: 24, dark haired, gray eyes, well built body, tall, tattooed skin. Brutal, proud and a ruthless Alpha. Audrey’s mate. He is strong, tender hearted, but built walls around his heart.Alpha Henry Bale: 51, Brown haired with dark eyes. An average man with enough power under his grasp. Self deserving. Brutal and ruthless. Diane’s step father who sold her into slavery because he holds her responsible for the death of his daughter

The Vagabond Pack was destined to protect, be mate-less, and be unaffected by the heating season. When Alpha Ciandra's period arrived, she left immediately, leaving behind the pack under her beta's leadership. Aware of the cruelty of the alpha she was fated to protect, she was confident she would manage, after all, she was strong and focused, little did she know she was walking into forever damnation. With his cruel, noxious, and possessive traits, he needed a strong warrior to guard him and not some feeble wolf who would crumble under his command. Alpha Alphonso got more though, a second chance mate, and hell, he couldn’t miss the opportunity of turning her into a mere wolf by defiling her against her wish. Once the elders learned of their ‘relationship’, Alpha Alphonso blamed and rejected her. The elders cast her out, turning the once great Alpha Ciandra into a broken wolf. With her previous pack shunning her, she fled only to be captured by Alpha Alphonso's men and went through hell inside the Dark Shadow Pack. Once she managed to escape, she promised herself to return to avenge herself and make everyone pay, even the moon goddess who betrayed her by giving her a mate she never asked for. She was going to, no matter what it took.

[WARNING: THIS BOOK IS EXTREMELY DARK. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!] ---- "Hello there, blonde!" A voice laced with an unsettling coldness echoed. Scarlet gasped and her eyes widened in sudden, horrified recognition. Tears welled in her eyes as she prayed this was all some cruel delusion, that death had mercifully claimed her before she was forced to set her eyes on him again. His piercing gaze troubled her soul as it always did. It was after all, a constant reminder of the profound torment he had inflicted on her that night. "Oh, you're no longer a blonde?" he mused mockingly, one hand lifting to brush against the shortened strands of her hair. Scarlet flinched. The hatred rolling off him filled her with a sense of immense dread that sparked an internal plea for salvation. She tried to flee. Unfortunately, Dane pounced with lightning speed, effortlessly pinning her hands above her head. He straddled her hips, effectively immobilizing her thrashing form beneath his weight. "Re-virginity patching?" he sneered down at her. "Do you really want to deceive your fiancé in such a way?" Scarlet's mind was filled with doubts and fear. Had the procedure truly been completed with this devil around? She prayed deeply and silently for Michael to save her from this monster's grasp. Dane’s other hand seized her chin in a bruising grip, forcing her to meet his cold stare. "Open your eyes!" he commanded menacingly. "There will be no point in patching if you refuse to obey me!" "Please let me go!" Scarlet cried out in desperation. "You have exacted your revenge – it’s over! What more do you want?” "Indeed, I have. However, I’ll not stop until your entire body is unrecognizable except for my marks!”

URIEL CLAES. Not only was I a blind Alpha and a laughingstock. But it was inescapable to avoid this Omega, my mate, foreordained by the moon goddess, to be with five mates. Can you imagine that? Out of the fuckward alphas for her to be with, she chose me. A blind Alpha who can’t tell the difference between a red cloth and a blue one. How hilarious is that? RAAVA SNOWFALL. I was an eyesore within the Frostbite clan and my family, tormented, abused, and ridiculed me in front of everyone. Including my husband. My life became completely consumed by anguish, pain, and derision when my father sold me to an Alpha for his own selfish interests, who shamelessly turned out to be one of my mates. An arrogant, cold-hearted playboy from another pack who gets into anything with a hole became my husband. Surviving each day as his wife was like walking over hot coals. I knew I needed to survive, but none of my mates I have come across could help me. Until I met this blind alpha, I knew what I needed to do.