Savitar The God Of Speed

Alpha Mikael thinks he is cursed and will never find his mate. He lives to keep up the promise to the one he couldn’t protect, to make sure he is a good alpha. When his childhood friend, alpha Graham, ask him to let an agent stay in his pack, he agrees. The agent is to look into to the disappearance of a police officer. Little does Mikael know that this will bring him everything he has been looking for, and somethings he hasn't. Rayvin has spent the last nine years making sure she would never have to go back to the Whiteriver pack. That alpha Mikael would stay in her past. But when her alpha demand that she handles the investigation that will bring her straight back to the things she is running from. She needs to face her past and decide what to do about her future. Free-standing sequel to From omega to luna

Ever since Vexon Bevine first laid eyes on Ruby Gerund, he could not get her beautiful image out of his mind. Unfortunately, Ruby didn't notice him and disappeared while he was stuck in Mafia training. Years later, Vexon attends his elder brother's wedding, where he sees Ruby again. Even though he wants to make her 'his', Vexon tries to control his feelings. However, that night, someone drugs him, and he ends up marrying Ruby against her will, losing his control. Ruby can't forget the way everything was forced upon her, and out of hatred towards Vexon, she deems this a forced marriage and decides to never accept him as her husband. If Ruby hates Vexon from the bottom of her heart, will he be able to make her fall in love with him? Or will she just be the love of the Mafia King and never reciprocate his feelings? Besides, who drugged Vexon which made him forcefully marry her, when all he tried to do was control his undying love?

Everyone says I'm lucky to be Frosthowl pack's Luna because my Alpha mate, Matthew White, loves me dearly. I love roses and fireworks, so he buys all that are available on my birthday. When it's almost midnight, he kisses me tenderly and says, "I'll turn you into a Luna that everyone envies, Amber." The fireworks light up the sky above the castle of roses he's built for me, and they go on for the rest of the night. They make it seem brighter than day. He and I do it underneath the fireworks and flowers throughout the night, and I accidentally catch a cold. Matthew is so guilty that he summons the pack's best healer to treat my inconsequential cold. All the werewolves treat our mate bond as a symbol of true love. However, just moments ago, I found a torn pair of black stockings in his suit jacket's pocket. I never wear those. However, his secretary, Beth Seymour, who helps him deal with the pack's matters, wears them every day.

Iseoluwa, a cold hearted guy returned home to avenge the brutal killings of his family that took place sixteen years ago. Staying in a foreign country at such a young age played a huge role in his finding solace in reading various novels on disorders. The scene of his family being brutalized was forever engraved in his memory. The thought alone was heart wrenching. Iseoluwa decided to avenge their deaths. Having gathered extremely smart people, he returned to Nigeria.However, things he didn't plan for took charge. He was framed of murders and the police got into action. The scheme became tougher. Why wouldn't it? What crime case remained the same when Ewawummi was in charge? An uptight lady officer who found pleasure in locking criminals behind the bars.Read as the game fully began. In a manipulative world like this, how far would Ewawummi go with her uptight nature?

My family was attacked by rogue wolves when we entered their territory. My wolf was gravely injured, and in the end, I was the one who saved everyone.
As I collapsed, exhausted, no one came to me—they all ran to my adopted sister, Fiona, fussing over a few shallow scratches.
By the time pack members carried me to the infirmary, the healer delivered the cruel news: my wolf had been struck by a silver dagger, and the one-month-old pup in my womb wouldn’t survive.
Yet my mate, Luke, had given the only life-saving treatment to Fiona. With no other choice, I refused the healer’s remedies and numbed my wolf’s pain with crude herbs—knowing it would only buy us three days before death.
In those last days, I let everything go. I gave Fiona all my possessions and insurance money while my parents smiled in approval. I signed the bond-severing agreement Luke slid across the table without a second thought. Luke was satisfied, believing I was considerate. Kane, my brother, nodded his head when I told him to give my room to Fiona.
Even my son, Jim, squealed with joy when I asked him to call her “mom.” No one questioned why I gave all my belongings to Fiona, and their approving gazes said it all: “Good. The old Emma is back. But as the clock ticked down, one thought haunted me:
When they find our bodies—my wolf and my unborn pup—will that satisfaction turn to regret?

The fight for freedom does not end after the death of the old Earl William, and the power-hungry seniors do not seem to stop here, so begins the story of the ascent of a young man, a last offspring of the Derby counts, who will fight for his fate, escaping the attacks. to which he is subjected by his enemies...

Book 2 Big City Wolves Stand Alone Novel. Warning: BDSM, hot steamy, unsensored. Toronto looks all buttoned up on the outside, but when the night falls things always get hot. Tara Travers’ in a pickle. Her lowlife baby brother put her there. He’s been skimming off the top of the payments to his Alpha he was supposed to deliver to him. Then he took it to the Wild Wolf and gambled it away. Last night he lost big. Alpha Elmwood wants his money now, or Tara won’t have a pack or a brother. Eddie, her brother, has skipped town, but she wasn’t so lucky. Now, it’s up to her to get the money back. That means she has to cheat the house. A house run by a very shady Alpha. Alpha Calvin Nichols of the Crimson Nights. The Wild Wolf is a shifter only private members club where powerful shifters go to explore their vices. From gambling to a sex dungeon and everything in between Cal’s club provides it. He’s a dominant wolf and he’s got rules. Well, until he’s surprised by Tara, his fated mate, who might be just as corrupt as he is. Or too innocent for her own good. Then he’ll rewrite the rules as they go along. What will Tara do when she’s caught by the sexy, tattooed Alpha Cal and her plans go awry? Instead of being kicked out of his territory or killed. Tara finds herself chained to the club as Alpha Cal’s new personal submissive and her training begins immediately. Tara won’t believe the physical evidence of their fated mate status. After she can’t believe in fated or the Moon Goddess, her life sucks too much.

Two souls, forged in suffering, would collide in a dance of darkness and desire, testing the limits of love and redemption. Their paths meet when Asher's sister becomes the target of a predator, and Kaidën sees an opportunity for justice. As they navigate their dark worlds, they must confront the demons that haunt them. Will Asher's desire for protection and Kaidën's quest for vengeance spark a twisted romance, or will their shattered reflections destroy them? *** “You killed my mother.” Asher's voice trembled with fury. Kaidën's smile was cold, almost mirthful. “Who gave your sister to her husband who sold her to pay off his debts.” “I watched you murder her in cold blood!” Asher’s fists clenched around the gun he held pointed at the killer, memories of that night flooding back. Kaidën leaned closer, a sinister smile creeping onto his face. "I remember begging you to look away. But you didn’t. Did you enjoy it, Asher? Watching the woman who shattered your world writhe in agony? Or would you prefer to keep that little secret buried deep? Ah, but don’t answer that. Come, help me gather the pieces of your father's remains. It’s time to tidy up this little mess." Asher’s eyes widened in horror, realization crashing over him like a wave. All this time, he had been unaware that he was not only a witness to his father’s murder, but had watched it unfold until the very end, just like he had done that night when he watched his mother’s murder. Nodding, he picked up the severed hand of his father—the same hand that had beaten and broken him until his skin grew numb to pain. ‘Oh, sweet Emily, if only you could see our father now. How the mighty have fallen.’

A girl who moved from London to Glasgow on a business trip named Amanda. Especially, an ordinary employee, but Amanda was arranged to arrange a spacious apartment room. Horror stories take place right in that common base. After being in the room, Amanda discovered the murderous plots of a serial killer. The song is also the title of the story "Don't leave me alone" that keeps appearing mysteriously, along with resentments lurking in the cold corners of the deep night. After being entangled in the case, will she be able to escape? Read the story "The Revenge of the Fiancé".

After three miscarriages for Xavier Lowe, I see it—my mother-in-law has three years left, my father-in-law nine years, and my sister-in-law two years. I say nothing. After the third miscarriage, my mother-in-law blames me, calling me a curse who "kills" children. My sister-in-law sneers, saying she almost died in a car crash the year I married Xavier—as if my bad luck dragged her down. My mother-in-law snaps, "She can't even keep a child. It must be because she's cursed!" Xavier just stands there, silent. He doesn't say a single word for me. I know that, deep down, he believes that I bring bad luck. Maybe it's also because he already has someone else—his secretary, Yvette Snyder. His mother has always liked her better, and he clung to her the night I lost my third child. I don't explain because I know the truth will only destroy them faster. On my 28th birthday, I catch a glimpse of my own countdown in the mirror. On that day, I take a leave of absence. I go to the funeral home and pick out an urn—pure white, just like the wedding dress I once wore. Wearing a beautiful floral dress, I text Xavier, asking him to meet me at the lake where we first met ten years ago. I wait from daylight until nightfall as my countdown ticks to zero. I die, and he never shows up.