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“No matter how horrible a life fate prepares for you, love would always find a way to make it better by accepting you who you are and making your life much better.” *** Alexei Lovegood has got everything going for her. she is the sole heir of Ash Moon pack and discovers, to her delight, that her boyfriend, Brandon is her destined mate. Being a hopeless romantic, she’s got her life all mapped out. Become alpha and rule Ash Moon pack with Brandon by her side. After her father, alpha Rowan dies, Alexei looks forward to her 18th birthday and coronation with excitement.

Since the first time met Wolfgang, Emily had fallen in love with him. He treated her well and was handsome and gentle, making her infatuated with him. However, he was both intimate and distant, sometimes being very friendly towards her but other times being cold and distant. But Emily wouldn’t give up, she loved him and was determined to flirt with him until she won him over. Then one day, on a full moon... she saw him transform into a... werewolf! Her destined love, Wolfgang, was a werewolf! What was Emily to do?

"what do you want from me?" She said she cries hoping to leave her. She struggled to keep him away, but her weak resistance did not work. “I demand what is mine, my little companion.” He answered her, pushing her hard against the wall, putting his face to her neck, sniffing at her scent, while the poor girl, who had been oblivious to his world, cried out for help. But she didn't know that no one would come to save her and face the wrath of the alpha who was fixing her on the wall. I guess it was a mistake to move to a town where secrets are blacker than dark but she didn't have a choice, right?

"I'll give you two days to prepare yourself because you will be staying with me after that. And I don't care even if I linger for many more weeks, months, or years. I will wait until you accept me, my Luna." – Alpha Ace. "I'm sorry. I know it will pain us both, but I can't commit, and I am rejecting you now, Alpha Ace." – Gwen. Gwen Hareya is a silver werewolf living in the farthest forest called La Cavier with her family. Her blood is versatile enough to heal and mend injuries of any werewolf, either alliance or opponent. But behind those good qualities about her, it cannot change the fact that her life is always in peril. Innumerable creatures are thirsty for her blood, primarily the cruel cubs led by Valir. Those scary truths were enough for her not to trust anyone aside from her best friend Matt, who she had known ever since they grew up together. She preferred solitude and no interactions with others because that's the only way she preserved her life. But one day, she met Alpha Ace, who claimed she was his Luna. She rejected him without hesitation, but the Alpha was persistent. Now that they had found each other, they were bound to stay in each other's arms to strengthen their wolf side. Will Gwen learn to trust him? What if her identity was discovered? Will Alpha Ace loathe and kill her? Or will he accept and protect his Luna from anyone who dares to harm her?

I was ready to leave the Vampire Academy's main campus with Liam, my childhood sweetheart. All because he told me he was being bullied. He was the unrecognized bastard of the Vance clan. Born with a fraction of the power we pure-bloods commanded. So I promised him. I would go with him to Duskfall Academy. A campus that didn't care about bloodlines or power. A place where he could finally belong. But the night before we were supposed to seal the transfer scrolls with our blood signets, he betrayed me. I heard his friend's sneering voice. "You drank beast blood and faked the whole abuse act just to dump Isabella Thorne? Damn, Liam. That's cold-blooded." Liam just shrugged. "I'm sick of her pure-blood, high-and-mighty attitude. And this is cleaner than having her clinging to me forever." My world shattered. I turned and walked away. On the ancient transfer scroll, I took my dagger and slashed through the name of Duskfall Academy. Then I wrote the name my family always intended for me: Crimson Fortress Academy, in the Evernight. It seemed everyone had forgotten. Even as fated blood-bond mates, I, Isabella Thorne, am the sole pure-blood heir to the Thorne clan. Once I sever our ties, he can crawl back to me on his knees, and I wouldn't let him have a single drop of my blood. He'll be nothing.

Josh: I was focused on my revenge. Practically all of my family was killed, and I would not allow their deaths to be erased, irrelevant and unpunished. I wanted, and would do, justice. I was powerful enough for that, and I was focused. But everything changed when I found Pietra. So pretty, a little shy, and very dedicated. His intelligence charmed me, and his sharp tongue interested me. But to be honest, her body messed with me too (more than it should have). So, I was at an impasse: if I chose Pietra, I would have to give up my revenge. And if I chose to do justice, I couldn't have her in my life. Everything was very complicated, and it got worse when I found out that Pietra was predestined to be my partner. One way or another, at one time or another, she would have to be mine whether we both wanted it or not.

After fifteen years away, I was finally brought back to the DeLuca family. I thought I was returning to my real home. Instead, I walked into a house where the adopted daughter wanted me dead, my father treated me like a burden, and my brothers would rather watch me bleed than make her cry. On my first day back, she set dogs on me. That night, I was dragged to the top of the observatory and forced to apologize to her. When I fell from the tower covered in blood, they still called me a liar. Because in the DeLuca family, I may have been the real daughter by blood— but she was the daughter they loved. She thought she could bully me, poison me, and freeze me to death without consequence. She was wrong. Because the night I nearly died, my mother finally chose me—and turned a gun on the whole DeLuca family.

I had a simple plan. Get a good GPA, escape to college and never turn back. A secret admirer with a few temperamental issues and a perfectly possessive boyfriend is what I never wanted. What I didn't look past was the charming aura that was masking his mysterious deeds and a huge crush he had on me, the moment he laid his eyes. To him, I was the only person that mattered in life. To me, he was the one person I was running from, all my life.

I drive a Rolls-Royce to the venue where my high school reunion is held. When my former classmates ask me how much the Rolls-Royce costs, I tell them that it belongs to the company. They begin telling everyone behind my back that I work as a company driver, and that I'm not living a good life at the moment. Then again, the car does belong to the company. It's just that the company is mine.

In my previous life, my sister thought that since my husband and I had high-paying jobs, she could swap her son with my child without anyone noticing. But twenty-five years later, the tables turned. My son had grown into a street thug, while her son—raised under my care—rose smoothly through life. Young as he was, he had already become a CEO. He was dutiful, bought me a villa, and even sent me traveling around the world. My sister barged into his company, waving a DNA test report, kicking up a scene, only to be thrown out by security. "Mr. Kieran said that even if you are his biological mother, you never gave him a single day of care," they told her. "So he refuses to acknowledge you." Breaking down completely, she drove her car into me and ended my life. When I opened my eyes again, we had returned to the very day she switched our babies. This time, my sister clutched her own child tightly, a wild, triumphant grin on her face. "From now on, you can be the mother of a street thug," she sneered. "The villa and all those riches—they're mine!"