Power Ranger Future Novels & Stories

Wolfless. Orphan. Outcast. Samantha Morgan has always endured Crescent Moon’s scorn with quiet strength, believing her fated mate would one day change everything. Instead, betrayal shatters her world—and leaves her at the mercy of a ruthless warrior Alpha who swore he’d never love again. But the bond between them is undeniable. And Samantha’s blood hides secrets even she cannot imagine. When enemies rise and destiny calls, she must decide: remain the broken girl everyone believes her to be… or awaken the power that could reshape the werewolf world forever.

I’m Connor Macleod—captain of the college hockey team, campus golden boy, the guy who never has to try too hard. After the whole scandal freshman year—when a drunken video outing me went viral and everyone suddenly knew the captain of the hockey team was gay—I expected to lose everything. But the opposite happened. My teammates had my back. The campus didn’t care. If anything, people accepted me more than I ever expected. So yeah, being openly gay was never the problem. Catching feelings? That’s the part I’ve always avoided. And Maxime Tremblay?He was supposed to be the same as every other guy. A one night stand Except one night turned into weeks. And somewhere between his sharp tongue, his stupidly cute beanies, and the way he looks at me like he actually sees me and I forgot the rules. He thought we were becoming something real. And I let him believe it… right up until the night I proved him wrong in the worst possible way. The problem is, for years I thought I wanted someone else. Tyson Bennett—the guy I chased, the one I was sure would finally make me feel something real. The guy who was supposed to end my endless string of hookups. But when I finally got him?It didn’t feel right. Now Maxime hates me. He won’t look at me. Won’t talk to me. Won’t give me the time of day. And for the first time in my life… I actually care. Because I don’t want Tyson anymore. I don’t want another meaningless night. I want the guy with the beanies, the sharp mouth, and the heart I shattered. And this time? I’m going to fight like hell to win him back.

All he cares about is power, and she's powerless – he decided that he is far from wanting her. Alice Wood was nothing more than a burden to her pack members. Not that she was just an omega offspring, she ended up being nothing more than a human without any signs leading to that she might have a wolf. Yet, her soul was stronger than anyone else from her pack. The fire in her soul made it even hard for her Alpha to keep her controlled. Since she was born as a human, no one thought even for one second that she might have a mate – including her. Again, life decided on playing one of its own games on the little girl. It ended up that she does not only have a mate, but she's more powerful than any can be...

The silver fur of the rogue slowly vanished, and its four legs turned into a pair of hands and feet. Hair emerged, flowing from the top of its head and cascading down to its chest. The hair was beautiful, a silvery blonde, like a waterfall kissed by sunlight. Scott was stunned as he gazed upon the naked body lying before him. The rogue was... a woman? * Scott hates women. All because at seven, he witnessed his mother cheating with the Beta of Silvercrest, a pack led by his father. Since then, all that’s on Scott’s mind is how to give the best out of him as the Future Alpha. He never has time, nor cares, for love and a mate. However, when his father requires him to have a mate as a condition to become Alpha, he has no choice but to accept the arranged marriage set by his father. Scott thinks everything is settled until a rogue named Ciara comes into his life and claims him as her mate. Can Scott face Ciara, who is so possessive of him? And who Ciara really is? * Throughout her lifetime, Ciara has never known what it feels like to be part of a pack. Until an incident forces her to break into Silvercrest territory and leads her to meet Scott Griffith, the future Alpha who drives her wolf crazy. He wants her... but Scott rejects her. The only thing he wants from her is knowledge of her past. Yet Ciara won’t give it to him if all she gets is expulsion from his side.

When an unexpected attack headed by Seraphine Wildfrost's best friend resulted to her mate's death and the destruction of Silvercrest Pack, Seraphine was left utterly devastated. Overwhelmed by the betrayal, hatred, grief and loss of her other half, she was driven to her own demise. But when she awoke, it wasn't the afterlife she saw. The Moon Goddess offered her a chance to alter the future events, to prevent the destruction caused by Maximus' dangerous obsession with her. The only rule she must remember is to never let anyone know she's from the future, or things might get worse if the knowledge fell into the wrong hands. Seraphine set out to devise a plan, recalling the root of the future destruction and trying her best to alter it. It seemed easy at first. Yet, just like what happened most of the time, things didn't go as planned. How will Seraphine cope with the consequences of her decisions? How will she face the man who betrayed her from the future? And how could she have forgotten how utterly annoying her mate and future husband was when they first met, just because he was the perfect husband to her in her future? Seraphine soon realizes that a thorough plan didn't guarantee a smooth sailing.

A wealthy heiress from Belvoria’s elite circle asked me to be her dead boyfriend’s substitute. My compensation included a 50,000-dollar base salary, plus 8,000 dollars per shared meal and 10,000 dollars per accompanying shopping trip. My hypocritical older sister quickly stopped me from agreeing to this deal. “We come from a respectable family. How can you sell your dignity for such little money?” Yet she later became a rich man's mistress and successfully married into wealth. Meanwhile, I struggled to balance work and studies to pay for my tuition. This hurt my academic performance. After graduation, I could only find a job with a monthly salary of 3,000 dollars. I even developed a tumor from overworking. I eventually died in a cold and impersonal hospital, unable to afford treatment. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day the young heiress asked me to be her dead boyfriend’s substitute. This time, I agreed without hesitation. I was determined to take this role.

Life seemed to have an affinity for handing Myla lemons: a messed-up sleep cycle, birth parents she never knew, jealous witches, and the torment of being bullied by the strongest Alpha in the Moon Stone pack. These challenges were all lemons. A string of unfortunate events leads her to live with the most powerful Alpha: a roguish Adonis who would stop at nothing to ensure she stays by his side, even if it means hunting her across New York City. Now, she is caught between two vicious alphas: her moon-chosen mate and the man who would spill blood to keep her safe. Life didn’t get the memo; this isn’t just a lemon—it’s a scented grenade.

Valerie is a very miserable orphan girl. One day she experiences a terrible incident when a group of people want to rape her. That was when she met Daren, who was the Alpha of the Black Moon pack. Daren saves Valerie in the form of a wolf. The incident made the town crazy because people saw wolves wandering the streets. Daren takes Valerie to be treated in her village, which is mostly inhabited by wolves. Valerie also saw another world she had never seen before. When they both become mates, Valerie's hidden powers appear because she is a girl with mixed werewolf DNA. They go through a battle with a vampire, a newcomer who tries to eradicate the existence of wolves in the city so that they can hunt humans without worrying about the presence of the wolves, their biggest enemy. What will happen to Valerie?

THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE THEMES🔞 "Since the moment I saw you, my wolf has known no other. I am yours, heart and soul. I want you to be my mate, bound to me forever," I smiled. "Is that what you want, too?" "I’ve felt that pull too, even though I'm human," he answered. "I don't care about anything else. I just want to be where you are. Yes, I’ll be your mate, Ethan. A thousand yes for I am yours." "I know we've made love before, but this is different," I continued. "But I just turned eighteen, and my Alpha has awakened. This is a ritual that's performed in a wolf pack, Derek. I need the world to know you're mine, and I need to feel that we’re truly one. Let me seal this bond tonight. Let me mark you as my mate." Derek's other hand reached up, his hands steady as he cupped my face. "I want this, Ethan. I want to belong to you. But I want to feel the whole of you and not just the human body, but the wolf that chose me." He took a breath, his heart hammering against his ribs. "Shift for me. I want to seal our bond with your wolf. I want to feel the Alpha who claimed me, heart to heart, before we’re finished tonight. Can you do that for me? Can we mate like that?" My breath hitched, a low rumbled growl vibrating in my chest. The wolf beneath my skin was clawing to get out, desperate to acknowledge the human who wasn't afraid of his teeth or his strength. "Anything for you," I rasped, pressing my forehead against Derek’s. "If that's what you want... I’ll show you everything I am."

Seven days before our bonding ceremony, I overheard my mate joking with his friends. He had already moved our bonding from the snowfield altar I chose to the coastside grounds because Lyra liked the sea. But that was not the part that made them fall silent. What shocked them was that he had also prepared a Luna crown for her. One of them laughed nervously. “Changing the bonding site is one thing. Maybe Serena will forgive that. But the Luna crown? That’s different. For a woman, that crown means everything. Aren’t you afraid she’ll leave?” My mate only smiled, calm and certain. “It’s just a crown. Serena won’t care.” “She loves me. When has she ever refused me anything? She’s not going to throw a tantrum over something this small.” And for the first time, I realized he was right about one thing. I had loved him enough to forgive too much. But not anymore. So when the bonding day came and he stood at the coastside grounds calling for me again and again, I only watched the snow fall outside the window and thought: He was right. I did not make a scene. I did not demand an explanation. I just walked away without a word. He thought that meant it was nothing. He would only understand later that a woman who leaves in silence is not giving you another chance—she is leaving you with nothing but regret.