Praying

“Noo!!! This can't be happening!!” I screamed silently, my eyes shut tight, praying that the nightmare would dissipate when I opened them. But the cruel reality remained. Asher, my husband, held Theresa, my best friend, in his arms, his hands tenderly caressing her swollen belly. I felt my world shattering, my mind reeling in shock. Minutes ticked by like an eternity as I lay there, unconscious, but Asher's concern wasn't for me – it was for his unborn child. The word "barren" still echoed in my mind, a painful reminder of how he saw me. I had been blind to his desperation for a child, oblivious to the fact that I was just a means to an end. As I struggled to stand, my body felt weak, my mind racing with the betrayal. The memories of our three-year relationship, the two and a half years of supposed love, and the six months of deceit flooded my mind. It was too cruel to be true. * Alexandra's perfect life crumbles when she catches her husband, Asher, cheating on her with her best friend, Theresa. Labeled as barren and discarded, she later discovers she's pregnant – but Asher refuses to believe her. Seeking refuge with her parents, she faces heartbreak when her baby dies. Years later, Alexandra rebuilds her life, unknowingly falling for Asher's rival, Ethan Blackwood. But just as things start to look up, dark secrets begin to surface, threatening to destroy her newfound happiness.

My name is Ada. I never expected that saving an injured stranger would thrust me into a world of danger, heartache, and the discovery of my fated mate. When I stumble upon a wounded man in my family's herb garden and bring him home to heal, I have no idea he is on a quest to uncover the truth behind his mother's murder, which he believes is tied to secrets harbored by my pack. Despite my parents' warnings against getting involved with the mysterious stranger, I find myself inexplicably drawn to him, even as our bond is tested by pack politics, jealous rivals, and his initial rejection of our fated connection. Plagued by vivid dreams that seem to foreshadow an ominous fate, I am compelled to follow my mate and aid his investigation, praying to the moon goddess that the truth can be uncovered before it's too late. As we delve deeper into the shadows of the past, my mate and I must confront dark secrets, untangle a web of lies, and fight for our love against those who would seek to keep the truth buried. With danger lurking at every turn, we find ourselves in a race against time to expose the shocking truth behind his mother's demise before we too fall victim to the sinister forces at play. Whisper of the Alpha is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

On her eighteenth birthday, Lily found out that she was mated to the twin Alphas and thought her worries had come to an end. What she never knew was that those two Alphas were the ones to put an end to her life. Death had been her friend and companion, someone that she had been wanting to come and knock on her door until now. An incident led to another and a beaten up Lily took her last breath after praying to be given a second chance, to avenge all that was done to her and prove people wrong. The question is, will she be able to have her mission accomplished or will she let her desires wash over her and mislead her? The choice is hers to make, with the key in her hand.

She gave him one unforgettable night. He gave her everything… except his name. Thrown into the cold streets by her abusive mother, eighteen-year-old Ava finds fleeting comfort in the arms of a stranger, a mysterious man with storm-gray eyes who makes her feel wanted for the first time in her life. But by morning, he's gone, vanishing without a trace… and leaving her pregnant and alone. Two years later, Ava’s life is a brutal cycle of survival, scraping by with her toddler son, Eli, dodging eviction, and praying for a miracle. That miracle comes in the form of a high-paying job at Blackwood Enterprises. There’s just one problem... Her new boss? Liam Blackwood. Billionaire. Ruthless CEO. And Eli’s father. When Liam discovers the shocking truth, he demands answers, a paternity test and control. But Ava is no longer the fragile girl he once held in his arms. She’s a mother. A fighter. And she’ll do whatever it takes to protect her son… even if it means going to war with the most powerful man she’s ever loved. But someone is watching. Threatening. And they’ll stop at nothing to destroy everything Ava’s fought to rebuild. Will she lose the man she fears, and secretly desires? Or will the truth about that night cost her the only family she’s ever known?

Every she wolf in the werewolf world dreams of soft, flowery relationships with their mates. Luna Andrea is no different. When the alpha of the Blackthorne pack and the most eligible bachelor chooses her as his mate, she thought he'd love her just like in the movies but she was wrong. His cold eyes met hers on the day he mated her. They lingered on her for the next two years. Andrea tried all she could to please him. She stayed positive, hoping and praying to the moon goddess to one day soften his heart so he'd see how much she cared for him. But when rumours of him in a relationship with a lady goes around, Andrea's word tilted upside down. She never expected it to be her personal handmaiden. A confrontation was all it took for Andrea to be blamed for her handmaiden's faked pregnancy. Left to die by the punishing whips of her mate, Andrea thought all hope was lost. Not until he came. Lycan King Darius. During her trail, the pack goes under attack and the one person her mate turns to is her handmaiden. Left to die in the arms of lycans, she caught the attention of the lycan king. Her wolf called for his. Lycan king Darius wasn't one for flowery romances. Andrea— a werewolf princess raised to believe lycans were evil, was triggered by the bond. When he offered to help her get revenge in exchange for being his, she accepts. Hate brewed in their veins. Lycans and werewolves weren't exactly buddies but what happens when the hate boiled into something deeper? Would she accept the bond or fight it?

Layla could not contain her excitement as she turned eighteen. Despite being a maid in the courthouse and a victim of cruelty, she hoped in excitement to find her mate on her eighteenth birthday, as she had been praying to the moon goddess for years. Layla's prayers get answered and she bumped into her mate Derrick, an alpha of the Greenhills pack. She was joyous, only to find a look of resentment on his face as he tried to walk away from her. "Alpha Derrick, you felt it too, I know you did, the bond between us," were the words she said to him with expectant eyes, stopping him and ignoring how he glared at her with disdain and utmost hatred. He insults her and talks down on her but eventually agrees to take her with him. She becomes his maid. Layla finds out that Derrick has a girlfriend named Freya who resents her, and she gets hurt anew each time she sees them together. Layla has no chance with Derrick, as he is still very mean to her and doesn't treat her better than a maid. Layla finds out that Freya is not only cheating on Derrick with Liam (his Beta) but is also planning to kill him. Layla is in shock as she discovers this dreadful secret and hurries to tell Derrick about it. Derrick resents her even more and accuses her of slander. He commands that she be locked up, beaten, and sent to the evil forest. She had found her mate, but at what cost? Was her mate eventually going to accept her and love her? Or was she a mere maid who didn't deserve to be with an alpha like him? Will she survive the tragedies and come out alive?

"I didn’t know I was marrying two people. He wore the suit, but she pulled the strings. The day I walked down the aisle, eyes locked with the man I loved, I thought I had found peace. I thought I was finally leaving behind the noise of my childhood, the ache of loneliness, and the years I spent praying for a love that would choose me, only me. But no one told me that some men never truly leave their mothers. They marry, yes,but their hearts remain tangled in an invisible umbilical cord, one that stretches past vows, past bedrooms, past boundaries. I moved into our new home, only to find that the walls had ears, hers. We lived in separate flats, but it never truly felt like my space. My marriage was a room she walked into, uninvited but ever present. Her opinions dripped into our arguments, her eyes followed me from behind lace curtains, and her voice echoed in decisions that should have belonged to me and my husband. At first, I kept quiet. I told myself it was cultural. Respect. Family. Then I told myself it was temporary. Then I stopped telling myself anything at all, because nothing I said made a difference. This is not a story of hate. It’s a story of love, tested by bloodlines, boundaries, and a battle I never asked to fight. This is my truth. The marriage I thought was mine. The home that never really felt like home. And the rules I never agreed to, but had to live by, simply because… I was under her roof".