Phantom Menace Jedi Council

Note: This is the second book in the "Are You Our Daddy?" series but can also be read as a standalone.   “Please don’t do this. You know I have nowhere to go, don’t you? Please, I still love you. All you’re being told is false. Listen, I am going to tell you the whole truth now. I was actually the one who... who...”   “Look, Salindra,” James cuts in quickly.   “No, James.” Isabella continues. “Please let me speak, you’re going to want to hear this. My name is not even…”   “Salindra!” James shouts.   “I get you. I know you must be all spiked up and all. But it is you who really need to listen to me. Look, I... I never loved you,” he blurts out, swallowing hard.   ~~~   Isabella Harrington, under her father's command, pretends to be poor to test her husband's genuine love. After falling in love at first sight with James Collins, she marries him, hiding her true identity as a billionaire heiress. On their second anniversary, eager to reveal her family background, she instead discovers his infidelity, and she’s confronted with a divorce letter, forced by James’ family to sign.   Homeless and heartbroken, she returns to her family, where they welcome her with open arms.   Michael Howard, who had secretly admired Isabella from afar even before her marriage, is forced into an arranged marriage by his family, just when Isabella got divorced. James, the ex-husband, crosses paths with Isabella again, not as a nobody, but as the chairman of the hospital where he works and also as the renowned phantom medic. Can Isabella reclaim her life and find true happiness with Michael, or will the shadows of her past continue to haunt her?  

Leona thought she knew betrayal when her greedy mother, Betty, tried to sell her to the cruel Dante. But her world truly shattered when she was "claimed" by Malakai, her lethal step-brother and a possessive Mafia enforcer. Their obsession was a furious, forbidden sin—until a brutal ambush in the Alps left Malakai for dead and Leona a ghost. ​One year later, Leona finds him. But the man she loved is gone, his memory erased by the High Council. Now known only as the "Asset," Malakai is trapped in a gilded cage on the French Riviera, gaslit into a twisted, three-fold bond with the manipulative Sienna and her dominant brother, Silas. ​To reclaim her King, Leona must transform from a victim into a vengeful Queen. She infiltrates the villa, triggering a bloodbath as she exposes the Council's corruption and Betty’s ultimate betrayal. In a fiery climax, Malakai’s "Beast" finally awakens to protect the only truth he has left. ​The story concludes with a heart-stopping revelation: Leona is pregnant with the heir to their broken empire. Fleeing the authorities to a private island, the couple begins to rule their own secret world, bound by a "sinful" love and a "no joke" commitment to the life they’ve fought to reclaim.

What was supposed to be a sacred mating ceremony, exploded into a blood-soaked nightmare for the daughter of the Head Warrior of Woodcrest pack. Before Anna's horrified eyes, future Alpha Axeel, her fated mate, was brutally butchered. The killer: Alpha Atticus of the Moon Howlers, an obsessed admirer whose twisted pursuit culminated in a chilling vow; she belonged to him alone. Condemned to eighteen years in a merciless Council prison, Atticus vanished, yet his dark promise haunted her. Devastated and emotionally walled off, Anna abandoned the werewolf world, fleeing Woodcrest and her loved ones for the unknown. But fate had darker plans. Four subsequent fated mates vanished without a trace during her desolate travels. Convinced she was cursed, a harbinger of doom, Anna swore off love forever, resigned to loneliness. Then, the strange began. Men actively avoided her, yet unexplained prosperity blossomed. She became a solitary queen in a sprawling mansion. But chilling questions lingered: Who shared her bed in the darkness? Who protected and provided for her meticulously? And most terrifyingly, as her body began to change, how would she explain the birth of her pup to everyone?...

I never wanted to be an Alpha. It was my brother’s destiny to lead the pack. But Dad refused to give him the position, believing he would lead with his heart, not his head! As his only other child, the title falls to me. Following my father’s death, the Wolf Council is demanding that I find a mate before I turn 21. Or they will choose a new Alpha for the River Valley Pack. Why? Because a female is supposed to be a Luna, not an Alpha.   But I am not a Luna, I am the Female Alpha of the River Valley Pack. I won’t be made to choose a partner who doesn’t deserve me. But I won’t find one hiding in my pack. I need to put myself out there. It’s the only way to save my pack.    I travel to find out what people think of their Alpha. Perfect smiles or fancy cars won’t fool me, not even for a second.     If I find my mate on my journey, I will see if he is worthy. If he’s not, a rejection is in his future. I will not settle. A male Alpha wouldn’t. Why should I?

To settle her father’s life-threatening debt, Seraphina Ashlyn signs a contract she never fully understands—one that binds her in marriage to Darius Nightfang, the most feared Alpha in the werewolf world. For Darius, the marriage is not about love. It is a calculated arrangement designed to silence the pack council and protect his throne. His curse ensures that every woman who becomes his true mate dies before the bond completes, and Seraphina is expected to be no different. But the contract goes wrong. Seraphina survives the Alpha’s mark, weakening Darius’s ancient curse and awakening a dangerous obsession he refuses to acknowledge. As rival packs close in and whispers spread about the “human bride” who did not die, Seraphina begins to uncover the truth about her bloodline—a power deliberately erased from werewolf history. Bound by a contract meant to be temporary, hunted by those who fear what she represents, and trapped with an Alpha who never intended to keep his bride alive, Seraphina must decide whether to remain a pawn in a political marriage… or claim the bond that was never supposed to exist. The contract forbids love. Breaking it may cost them the world.

Born on the wrong side of the divide,18-year-old Raelynn Forester, a hybrid scorned by the council, faces a life carved by hardship. Orphaned by tragedy, hunted for her heritage, and used as a lab rat by the one who swore to protect her, she navigates a world where trust is a luxury she can't afford. Betrayal stings deeper than any claw. Her adoptive sister, blinded by jealousy, makes her life a misery. Seeking solace, She would turn to her Alpha Lorenzo. Her mate, a flicker of hope in the darkness, stumbles when the storm rages, leaving Raelynn to face the fury alone. But Raelynn is no fragile flower. With thorns sharper than any blade and a spirit forged in fire, she rises from the ashes. Her journey is a tapestry woven with blood and resilience, love and loss, as she fights for her survival, her identity, and the right to live in a world that fears what it doesn't understand. When it seems all is lost, will she find solace in the embrace of her mate, or succumb to the darkness that threatens to consume her? Dive into Raelynn's story, where every choice bleeds consequence and every love bite leaves a scar.

Born to lead—destined to die. Due to the pack’s council not accepting her destiny, Amelia is cast into the human world for her safety and grows up unaware of her true power. But everything changes when a package arrives for her before her 18th birthday—letters from her late father that unlock the biggest secret she’d ever discover… “You, my daughter, are a werewolf.” …or so she thought. Determined to uncover the truth behind the dangers that threatened her, Amelia returns to her place of birth—the Silver Moon pack. There, she crosses paths with Everett Shaw, the captivating and frustrating son of the Alpha and future heir. Sparks fly, secrets unravel, and a powerful curse simmers beneath the surface as Amelia searches for answers in a world where trusting the wrong person could be fatal. Power. Legacy. Love. Betrayal. In a world where tradition is law, can a female rewrite the rules? -------------------- Content Warning: The story will begin lighthearted but take a dark turn, with elements of violence, sexual assault and even abuse/torture. There will also be intimate and sexual scenes included throughout different parts of the story. Please be cautious before reading.

I’d just bonded with my mate, Alpha Damien, when he brought home an orphan to repay a “life debt.” From that day on, I came second to the girl, Lila. Always. Lila framed me, claiming I forced her to lose control of her wolf. For that, Damien locked me in the silver cells for three days and three nights. "The silver will teach you how to be a tolerant Luna!" Silver poisoning is torture. My wolf withered. I begged for mercy, drowning in agony. Lila just snuggled up to him, her voice dripping with fake concern. "Serena is your mate, after all. When she's in pain, you're in pain. It hurts me to see you suffer." Later, to make Lila happy, Damien publicly gave my seat on the Pack Council to her—a girl who knew nothing. This time, I said nothing. I just severed our mate bond. Days later, while he was writhing in the agony of our broken bond, he finally heard the news. I had joined the royal’s elite unit, The Talons. And I was never coming back. He shattered.

She moaned softly beneath him, her body arching, craving his touch, even as her mind screamed that this was wrong. “Please, stop. I don’t want this,” she whispered, her voice trembling with desperation. Aurora, eldest daughter of the Alpha of North Pack, was in the one place she should never be—entangled with her sworn enemy, Alpha Hunter, the ruthless Alpha of the Dark blood pack. She tried to rise, her instincts screaming for escape, but Hunter pinned her down with ease. His dark, piercing eyes locked onto hers as he growled, “Did I say you could leave?” His gaze was as dangerous as it was captivating, and his hands roamed over her body, igniting sensations she couldn’t control. Her body betrayed her, writhing under his touch. Hunter leaned closer, his lips hovering just a breath away. Aurora turned her head sharply, refusing him, her heart pounding in defiance. He caught her chin with a firm grip, forcing her to face him. “I’m warning you,” he hissed, his voice low and menacing. “Don’t you dare defy me.” His strong arms enveloped her as she struggled against him, her voice rising in desperation. “This is wrong! Stop it! We can’t do this. You’re my enemy—my pack’s enemy!” A dark chuckle escaped his lips, his breath warm against her ear as he whispered arrogantly, “Oh, my sweet little Aurora. Have you forgotten? You’re my mate.” His laughter echoed through the room, a mix of menace and triumph. Aurora’s breath hitched as his words sank in, each one more impossible than the last. What will happen when enemies turned into destined mates and rejection is not an option?

Une femme voit sa vie basculer lorsque l’homme qu’elle croyait être son allié le plus sûr se retourne contre elle. Trahie, rejetée par sa propre famille, elle est peu à peu effacée de l’existence de ceux qu’elle aime. La douleur se mêle à l’humiliation publique, jusqu’à la réduire à l’ombre d’elle-même. Mais au plus profond de cette chute, une flamme de survie demeure : la certitude qu’elle n’a pas encore livré son dernier combat. Alors qu’elle tente de se reconstruire, une rencontre inattendue bouleverse son destin. Face à un homme aussi puissant qu’inquiétant, elle se retrouve confrontée à une proposition déroutante : s’unir à lui dans un pacte froid et calculé. Ce marché pourrait la sauver de l’abîme ou l’y plonger définitivement. Entre méfiance et fascination, elle est contrainte de choisir entre fuir son passé ou affronter le danger d’un avenir incertain. À mesure que les secrets se dévoilent et que les alliances se forment, la frontière entre vengeance et rédemption devient de plus en plus floue. Les trahisons passées résonnent encore, mais une question reste en suspens : cette femme brisée saura-t-elle renaître de ses cendres ou se laissera-t-elle consumer par la noirceur qui menace de l’engloutir ?