Reborn Werewolf

Love lost, love chased, and love reborn—this collection of werewolf short stories weaves together tales of passion, heartbreak, and redemption. From powerful Alphas who regret letting their fated mates slip away to strong-willed heroines who rise above betrayal, each story explores the raw emotions of second chances and self-discovery. Some wolves fight to reclaim what they've lost, while others learn that true strength lies in walking away. As the moon guides them through pain and healing, they must decide: cling to the past or embrace the future? In "Fated Mates Torn by Hate", experience stories of chasing love, finding self-worth, and letting go of old wounds to step into the light of a new dawn.

Joyce's life is drastically changed when she is attacked by hellhounds from a rival werewolf clan who killed her mother years ago and are now set on killing her as well. Her father, who had been absent for more than half of her life, suddenly reappears and takes her into the world of the werewolves, where she is forced to marry Luke Elderman, heir to the Elderman fortune. A cruel, cold, and powerful billionaire werewolf, feared by many and trusted by none, Luke claims her on the very day of her arrival and she is confined within the walls of the Elderman castle and forbidden to leave until her father returns with the cavalry, until her host no longer finds use for her, or until her enemies finally succeed in ending her life.

"You’re our sister?" Three boys. Strangers. Yet their eyes hold the same truth. The truth that shatters Kaia’s world. Kaia has spent her life walking on eggshells, hiding bruises, swallowing pain, and surviving a home that never felt like home. But nothing prepares her for the day she’s called to the principal’s office and told her so-called parents are drug traffickers. Worse? They were never her real family. Overnight, Kaia is uprooted and dropped into a cold Canadian town where she's met at the door by three impossibly gorgeous boys… who claim to be her brothers. Thrown into a house of secrets, a school of strangers, and a world that whispers of wolves, Kaia finds herself caught between two rival packs and two infuriatingly magnetic boys whose wolves both claim her as their mate. But Kaia is no ordinary werewolf. She’s a Velen - an ancient, powerful rarity said to either unite or destroy. With the weight of a prophecy on her shoulders, a heart that still fears touch, and a bond that could start a war, Kaia must choose: run from who she is, or rise and rewrite the fate that was stolen from her. Two mates. Three brothers. One power. Zero time to break.

“It won’t be funny when I get you to shut that mouth.” He growled at her but she didn’t care. She walked closer to him ignoring all the red signs that rang in her head, Malcolm was not the person to mess with yet she got excited seeing him worked up. “Then make me.” ……………………………………………………………………………………………. A month after the red moon, Maya Kristoff left the town which held bad memories of her family and her foster sister Laila Sunday, she is not leaving because she wants to but because she is on a mission that means so much to her. Now she is forced to go back to the one person she never imagined crossing paths with; a werewolf, the one being she loathed, Malcolm. She discovers that her new mission from the hunters association is not only about finding a rare gemstone but one that would cost much more. Maya reaches out to Malcolm to help her find the gemstone and pretend to be her lover in the city where she would now move into and try to save herself by infiltrating a big tech company. Maya and Malcolms are thrown into a world where they have to survive both as outcasts and also against their strong feelings for each other.

As I fought a stray dog for a loaf of moldy bread, distinguished guests arrived at the orphanage. They'd come to find the long-lost heir of a wealthy family. After confirming their choice, they donated $100 million to the orphanage and handed out chocolates to every child. My mouth watered as I reached for a box, but glowing messages flashed before my eyes. [Lawrence, show your locket! They're here to bring you home!] [Don't let that impostor steal your birthright. It's yours!] They revealed the truth: the elegant couple were my biological parents, and the poised girl beside them was my fiancée. Yet I clutched my chocolate and ran, aware of their true purpose: they'd come here just for the fake heir. Even if I revealed my locket, they'd not pay me any attention.

My name is Christina Scott. In my previous life, Xavier Quinn, known as Don Quinn of the Quinn family, had asked me to choose one of his two sons to marry. The chosen one would then inherit his seat of power. Without hesitation, I chose the one I loved—Fletcher Quinn. He married me and assumed the role of the Don, but he blamed me for choosing him. He claimed that it drove his foster sister, Sabrina Quinn, who loved him, to leave. After our wedding, Fletcher hired someone to abduct me, causing me to die with our unborn child. The one who cried the hardest over my body turned out to be Lucas Quinn, a man whom the world called a cold-blooded demon. "Christina, if I had known this would be our ending," he confessed, "I would never have allowed Fletcher to have you." ... Now that I have been reborn, I will leave Fletcher to Sabrina, his foster sister, his true love. As for me, I choose to marry Lucas this time. However, when I chooses to marry Lucas, Fletcher begins to regret. "Christina, I love you. I love you most in the world."

I gave Caius everything—my loyalty, my body, my devotion. I was his substitute Luna, but when his true Luna returned, I was discarded like a mistake. I told him I was carrying his child. He called me a liar. What followed was not rejection—it was brutality. Left broken, abused, and murdered by the woman I replaced, I thought death was the end. I was wrong. Azrael—Caius’s half-brother, a feared hybrid who bends black magic to his will—offered me a second chance. In return, I must free his wolf. Desperate to make everyone who wronged me pay, I struck a deal with the hybrid who wields forbidden sorcery…a darkness that will either consume me or forge me into someone feared.

In order to become the sole heiress of the Xander family, my younger sister schemed and manipulated, pushing me into depression and driving me to attempt suicide.Upon my rebirth, I vowed to seek revenge and would not tolerate injustice.It wasn't until one day when I met a girl who looked exactly like me that I discovered the truth: my sister was a fake heiress, and she harbored many hidden secrets...

I sponsored Emily Fagan from an underprivileged background just to help her get through school. She was good-looking but wasn't exactly the brightest. Despite my warning not to tamper with my things, she slipped stimulants into my water bottle. Thanks to her, I was accused of cheating in the swimming competition. Our team's score was nullified. As for me, I was banned from competing for life and kicked out of college. When I confronted her, she cried pitifully, "Julie, I just wanted you to win. I didn't know that'd happen." My boyfriend, Elijah Strauss, held her and comforted her. He even snapped at me, claiming, "Em had good intentions. Why are you giving her a hard time?" Crushed, I shut myself in at home. Feeling sorry, she and Elijah visited me and brought along some vodka as an apology. After I took ten shots, I asked her to buy some over-the-counter pain relievers for my splitting headache. Little did I know that she'd make me take a dangerous dose of Ibuprofen mixed with alcohol. The bleeding in my stomach was what killed me. Emily looked pitifully remorseful at the hospital. "I'm so sorry. I couldn't even tell what I shouldn't have given her…" During the police interrogation, my boyfriend gave false testimony to protect her. He accused me of taking my own life by mixing Ibuprofen and alcohol because I couldn't handle the mental stress from cheating in the competition. When I reopened my eyes, I found out that I was transported to the day before the competition.

In my past life, my boyfriend's childhood sweetheart, Kimberly Thatcher, claimed to be Lady Luck. She insisted on handing out sachets to keep our team safe for a hike. I, Priscilla Jensen, caught the scent and realized the sachets were stuffed with herbs that would attract wolves. So, I stepped in to stop her, saving everyone from an attack. But Kimberly thought I was looking down on her sachets, and that I was targeting her on purpose. Though she was the leader, she stormed off from the group in anger. We searched the forest under the raging storm. In the end, someone broke a leg, someone else was strangled by poisonous vines, and my shoulder was torn open. By dawn, we found Kimberly's corpse at the bottom of a valley. … On the seventh day after her death, her memorial service became an ambush. While everyone mourned for her, their eyes were fixed on me. My boyfriend, Fabian Lowell, was the first to lash out. He ripped off his bandage, revealing his wound. "If you hadn't stopped Kimberly from giving us those sachets, none of this would have happened! How dare you show up to her memorial service?" he yelled. Everyone turned to glare daggers at me. Suddenly, someone shouted, "It's all your fault! You're the reason we ended up like this! Go to hell!" In the next second, they hurled a pot of boiling stew at me. Then they set the private room ablaze and burned me alive. … When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the day of the hike.