Rejecting My Lycan Mate

All I wanted was a quick fix and move on, not falling in love with him." Disguised as a human, Ashanti runs away from the lycan world where she lived as a princess. In the human world, she does odd jobs but landed a role as a secretary. But the unexpected occurs; Her boss is her mate, and he is emotionally unavailable. Ashanti must choose between ignoring her feelings for him or pursuing her happiness.

The day we were meant to be mated, my Alpha, Ford, was ambushed. Silver bullets shredded his car, sending it plunging off a bridge and into the river below. He was pronounced dead. Drowned. I was left pregnant with his heir, shattered by the raw agony of our severed mate bond. Then Ford's twin, Aiden, returned from abroad with his mate, Kyra. His identical face and a scent so similar to my mate's nearly drove me mad. A desperate part of me swore Ford was still alive. I told myself it was just grief. A widow's delusion. Until I overheard a hushed conversation and the horrifying truth slammed into me: the man pretending to be Aiden was Ford. He had faked his death. He'd let his own brother die in his place, all for Kyra—the other woman carrying his child. The grief that had crippled me instantly morphed into a cold, sharp rage. Ford didn't just break our bond; he shattered it. And I would make him pay. I wiped my tears and sent a single message to my brother, Billy, the Alpha of the Winterstone Pack. "Brother, I need a plane crash. He loves faking his death? Fine. Let him feel what it's like to truly lose a mate." Only when the news of my "death" spread did Ford reclaim his name. He knelt for seven days and nights in the ashes of the home we once shared, consumed by a grief of his own making.

Nathan And I have been best friends until we graduated from the University. Every of Nathan's family knew I and Nathan, including his grandfather whose dying wish was that I and Nathan became couple. After the marriage, Nathan only saw me like a younger sister since he was older. In the eyes of the public, I and Nathan was married but to Nathan, I was a naive little girl who wasn't matured enough for marriage. He believes I had gotten married to him just to fulfill his grandfather's wish, unknown to him that I had fallen deeply for him. Nathan has a lover called Erica and due to the sister and brother relationship we have despite being married, he would invite his lover over as they spend time together, unknown to him about my jealousy but t until Nathan's male friend came into the picture. Or rather, his twin.

It was a world beyond her wildest dreams, one she believed was mythical. Evelyn Carter, born a banshee, is adopted and raised by human parents who were at first oblivious to her supernatural abilities. After discovery, despised and feared she is sent to a mental asylum where she spends the next six years of her life. Evelyn is enrolled at St Donovan after release, a school notorious for its delinquent students where she meets Leonard Donovan, A gorgeous, powerful lycanthrope and her destined mate. Hoping for a new start in St Donovan her life takes a different turn as she is drawn into the world of the supernatural and in time discovers how uniquely intertwined she is with the half-witch half lycan Leonard. Things are never what they seem.

I couldn't believe my eyes. It was a baby picture of me that my parents kept hidden. My parents lied to me, I have a twin brother. I sat on my bed staring at the picture. How could they do this to us? I sat there for what felt like hours staring at the picture. I jumped as my mom opened my door. I tried to hide the picture but it was too late she saw it. "Why didn't you tell me?!" I demanded as she sighed. "To protect him," my mom said as I frowned. "I don't believe you!" I yelled as she frowned. "I don't care if you don't believe me but you won't speak of this to anyone!" She snapped ripping the photo from my hand. I got up following her down stares when I saw Drake the Alpha. I quickly ducked as my mom handed me the picture. She smiled at him as he looked at her. "What are you doing here?" "I heard that you know when one or both of the Lycans are," he said as her smile vanished. "I'm sorry but that's not true," she said as they tensed. I felt his anger and impatience. "If you don't tell me I will take you before the pack and kill you, your husband and little Sapphire.

“Run. For when the moon rises so do the monsters.” Blood trickled down my legs as I managed to keep my foot in front of the other in an attempt to run. Who would imagine that running away from being engaged to an old Alpha would lead right into the clutches of my fated lycan king? And that right there would lead to my death or would it not?

After ten years together, my boyfriend bailed me and marked my sister—Rose Howell. Right after, Jack Sterling—Silvernorth's youngest professor—blasted our engagement on the academy site. We were bonded seven years. He acted like the perfect mate—quiet, loyal, like I was his whole world. Then I caught him talking to a colleague. "Rose is the most promising healer in Silvernorth now. How long are you gonna keep faking it with that she-wolf?" "For Rose to have peace, I'll keep Wyettta around. She won't dare mess with their bond." Seven years, trashed like a strategy memo. His journal? All her name. [May Rose shine.] [Let Rose be the happiest she-wolf alive.] [I'd stay mated to someone I don't love if it makes her smile.] Seven years, and I woke up in a nightmare. On our mark anniversary, I took the gondola. Sun rising. Drop, endless. Blocked the mind link. Drank the potion. Severed our mate bond. Jumped. Soon as word spread, Jack led Silvernorth's top warriors into the cliffs, launching the most brutal search the region's ever seen—trying to recover his "lost mate." He howled my name into the mountains like regret could bring me back.

"What is your problem you psycho? Leave me alone!" I yelled at him. He smirked, "I can't. YOU'RE MINE." "You're my enemy! I can never be yours!" "Then... shall I tell the whole world about your secret?" My heart dropped, "What?" He gently grabbed my neck, "If you don't want me to beautiful... you should satisfy me fast." ____________ Amelia has a secret that must not be found out by everyone in her pack. She must do anything to keep it. Pushed to the edge by her friends, she ends up begging a stranger to act as her mate so she wouldn't get kicked out of the pack. What she didn't know is that Damien is her arch nemesis. The only person she wished to stay away from her is now obsessed with her and is posing as a threat to her. What happens when he forces her to be with him and claims her as his mate? When her true mate appears, she is put in a dilemma as to resolving the conflict. Especially since she is about to turn the fates of the packs around. WARNING: There will be mature content, speech, abuse and violence.

'He was her saviour and she was his redemption.' Avalyn has been a slave of her fathers's murderer for eight years before he sold her off in an auction. Nikolai didn't plan on finding his mate, but now that he did, he was going to keep her, even if he had to be her mate, her master or her lover. He'll take her as she will have him. Follow Nikolai and Avalyn on their journey from being the Alpha and Luna of The Rogue Pack to becoming the Lycan King and Queen.Trigger warning: sexual acts of violence. The contents of this book are graphic and light BDSM involved.Feel free to check out the sequel: *The Faye Queen*!

In my past life, I was a rare treasure: the only she-wolf capable of bearing a pureblood werewolf heir. That singular gift made me a prize, claimed by Leon, the Alpha of the formidable Silvermoon Pack in North America. Leon's ambition burned with the desire for a child. A pureblood heir, he believed, would secure his ascension to President Alpha—the supreme leader of all North American Lycan packs. But fate, as it often does, twisted his expectations. After ten long months, I birthed a pup with gray fur and gray eyes which was different to the golden-marked purebloods. By all standards, a low-ranking wolf. Simultaneously, my sister Eve, wedded to the rival Seurin Pack, delivered a golden-furred, golden-eyed pureblood. Leon's dream of becoming President Alpha shattered in an instant. From that moment, he harbored a strong hatred for me and my pup. He forced wolfsbane down our throats and ended our lives with a silver blade in a cold merciless way. Only in my dying breath did the horrifying truth reveal itself: my own sister had stolen my gift—the ability to bear purebloods—using dark magic, claiming it as her own. Now, I am reborn. I find myself reliving the day Leon and Seurin arrived to propose marriage. Just as before, Leon chose my sister Eve without hesitation. I saw it in his eyes—he remembers everything. He, too, has been reborn. But this time, I possess the knowledge. Without me, he will never father a pup—not pureblood, not even half-blood. Not even a mutt.