Novel & Cerita Peace At Last Book

In a town controlled by fear, Indianna is trying to find a way to survive. The only goal is to take down Rogue, but with him growing stronger every day it seems impossible. How can Indianna deal with new people, new challenges, the loss of a mate and a pregnancy, as well as a brother who wants to control the werewolf world and hurt everyone she cares about? In the end, who will be defeated, her or Rogue? [SHY BOOK #2] SEQUEL TO SHY, YOU WILL PROBABLY BE HIGHLY CONFUSED IF YOU DON'T READ THAT FIRST !!

I should have been walking down the aisle. Instead, I was running through the woods in my wedding dress. The white fabric caught on every branch, tearing apart like my life. My name is Camela Siegel. My father is the Mayor, and he sold me to save himself. Vincent Castellano was supposed to be my husband. They call him the Mad Prince, but I learned he’s so much worse than that. His hands trembled when he touched me—sometimes gentle, like I might break, and sometimes rough, like he wanted to overpower me. “You’re mine now,” he’d whisper in the dark corners of that house. “No one else gets to touch you. No one else gets to hurt you but me.” I tried the door handle every day for three months. It only turned from the outside. When help finally came, I thought it was over. I thought I could go home and pretend none of it ever happened. I was wrong. Vincent found my journal—the one where I wrote about him, about what he did to me, and about who he truly is. Now he’s not just keeping me locked up. He’s hunting me. They call him “The Fox” for a reason. He’s patient and waits. When he catches what he’s after, he never lets it go. I can feel him watching me even now—through my bedroom window, from across the street, in the shadows where I can’t see him but I know he’s there. My father thinks making that deal saved his life. He doesn’t realize it destroyed mine. Vincent said he’d keep me until the last day of my life. I’m starting to think that day is coming soon.

The world has changed, everything has changed even the darkness of the night. Nations go against nations ignorant of the greater picture in the cosmic turn of events. A greater threat looms over all, a threat ready to engulf everything under it without remorse. From the darkness came a prince that from a very young age he was trained to take this heavy burden of responsibility and bring salvation to the his people- but deep down he wished that the burned doesn’t come any time soon. The sands of time wait for nobody.

Everyone in Oceanton knew that mob boss Jared Pierce was deeply in love with me. No one feared my disappearance more than he did. Even if bullets were raining down on him, he'd still find a way to contact me, just to make sure I felt safe. But on the night before our wedding, he didn't come home. When he finally returned, he dropped to his knees, a bruised and weakened woman cradled in his arms. "Rosalia! Melody took the drug just to save me! I can't just watch her die! So I had no choice but to sleep with her." Terrified that I wouldn't forgive him, Jared drew six wounds into his arm. Blood soaked through his shirt in an instant. As soon as the wedding banquet ended, I heard his men chuckling and teasing. "The boss didn't even take off his wedding outfit before rushing to see Melody. Just how seductive is his lover?" Jared’s low, sultry voice followed. "Last time I stayed with her, I didn’t come back for three days and nights. Take a guess." In shock and despair, I called out the system. "I want to leave this world!" The system's cold voice replied, "After your exit, this world will erase all traces of your existence. Counting down… Seven days."

The dangers and perils continue as Nick's ex-fiance joins with his estranged cousin to drive a wedge between Alison and Nick, while selling Vanessa to sex slavers in the dark side of shadow land. Will Alison and Nick repair things and has Vanessa's fate been sealed? Find out in this exciting and steamy conclusion of the Shadow Love story.

No one has seen his face but everyone has heard about him. Where ever his name is called, the result is absolute and complete destruction. He is known to wipe out an entire pack in just few minutes, and never ever has been there a survivor to tell what exactly happened there. Sone say he attacks Alpha's, others say he targets rogues. But no one knows who will be his next target. They say sky gets covered by dark clouds before he arrives and thunder strikes the ground he stands. The werewolf council declared him the most wanted wolf in the entire werewolf world with the order of kill in sight. If only they could get him in sight. With sight of an eagle, speed of lightning and roar of thunder. He was the most powerful wolf ever known to exist. He was the thunder wolf. Or should I say she?

He died two years ago. Tonight his perfect replica whispered the safe word only the real him knew. Now she must decide: keep the lie alive… or lose him forever.

They say the wolf witches are extinct. They’re wrong. She is the last of her kind—bound to the world as a ghost after her coven was slaughtered and her power buried with their bones. Neither alive nor fully dead, she haunts the edge of the packs’ territory, feeding on moonlight, rage, and unfinished vengeance. She was meant to fade into legend. Then she meets him. A ruthless Alpha cursed by blood and fate, feared by his enemies and obeyed by his pack. He should not be able to see her. He should not be able to touch her. Yet his presence drags her spirit closer to flesh, awakening a bond that was forbidden even when she was alive. He needs her magic to survive. She needs his body to return. Each night, the line between ghost and woman thins. Desire turns violent. Power turns addictive. And the bond between them threatens to resurrect an ancient war—one the world tried to erase by killing every wolf witch that ever existed. Because if she fully returns, she won’t just save him. She’ll reclaim her power. And the packs will bleed for what they did. She is the last wolf witch. And loving her has always been a death sentence.

The head which was expected to be held high to bear the crown of a princess, was bowed down in fear. The eyes which always saw love and care were forced to see blood and tears. The lips which were always smiling were quivering with horror and nightmare. The hands which were always held by her parents for safety and care, were now alone to shudder rapidly in fear. With time all wounds disappeared but their marks continued to boil her blood in vengeance for those who brought her here. The royal blood running in her veins will not let her stop till she has punished all those who played unfair. The girl was Ezra Grey Allistair and she was going to be everyone's worst nightmare. With eyes as blue as thunder and hair as dark as night. She was the resurrection of the strongest known wolf to exist. She was the thunder wolf. *Could be read stand alone.

With her future destroyed, her career shattered, her heart broken, and her reputation tainted, Karen Milburn left Strawberry Pack and swore to never return. Five years later, after finding enough evidence to bring charges against all the culprits who had ever bullied, threatened, humiliated, and pushed her into situations she never wished to be in, she returned. Her ex-husband, the Aplha of the Strawberry Pack, wants her to forgive all his past deeds and restart their relationship. Will she be able to, given the fact that he killed her twins? What of her parents, whom he had also killed? Will they get back together, or will she avenge him with her other bullies?