Seth Clearwater Twilight

Mabella Thorne is not your typical Luna material. is loud, mouthy, and disrespectful. She doesn't want to be the Luna, and she doesn't want to be with her mate, Alpha Ethan Levi. But when the pack is threatened by a rival pack, Mabella is forced to step up and take charge. She must learn to control her powers, lead the pack, and protect her people. Along the way, she will have to deal with her feelings for Seth, the challenges of being a young Luna, and the dangers of the werewolf world.

Pledged by birth to ancient obligations he barely understands, the unnamed heir grapples with a destiny that demands secrecy and sacrifice. Cloaked in shadows within his ancestral keep, he learns to read arcane symbols whispered through generations. When political machinations from the gilded twilight city threaten to expose his lineage—and his potential—he must navigate deception and hidden loyalties to claim what is rightfully his. Guided by a devoted guardian, and haunted by the weight of prophecy, he must choose whether to embrace the power he fears or shatter the silence that has long protected him.

"You are trembling right in front of us, Beau, so you need to tell us exactly what you want," Dean whispered while adjusting my collar. "I need you to step back before I kill all three of you," I warned him while trying to ignore the heavy ache in my body. "You are producing slick right through your trousers, so I highly doubt you actually want us to leave," Seth murmured. "Get on your knees and let us take care of this heat," Rhett commanded. ~~~ I am the boss of the Southside Syndicate, and I have spent my life hiding a biological condition that would ruin me. I present as a dominant Alpha to the criminal underworld, but my body violently forces me into submissive heats. I survive by taking dangerous suppressants to hide my physical cravings from the men who would overthrow me. However, a violent territory dispute forces me to negotiate a merger with the Northside Triad, requiring me to live inside their secured estate. Rhett, Seth, and Dean are the most lethal Alphas in the city, and they immediately notice my medication failing. When my suppressants completely stop working during an attack, my greatest fear is realized. I expect them to destroy me when they find me begging for release. Instead, the three men decide to claim me, forcing me to balance my public role as a ruthless boss with my private reality as their submissive partner.

After Evelyn Rivera's parent brutal murder, she turned into a brutal leader. Not untill her heart is captured by her manager, who also happens to be an important figment of her past. Seth had his mind set on one thing before walking into Eve's winery. it was to take revenge and destroy it. But would his plans change when he got to know that she was the girl he had been looking for all his life?

At the height of my love for Seth Scott, he gave his heart to someone else. The winter chill seeped through the walls, and I lay beneath my blankets, trembling through the long, dark hours. He was out there, holding another woman close, warming her feet against his chest. He dismissed me as dramatic, refusing even a final glance. But what he didn’t realize was that I was dying. And he would never have the chance to see me again.

My sister, Fiona Miller, has recently opened a luxury spa for business. As such, I bring Dad along to check it out. Of course, we pick the most expensive treatment package available. But barely a few presses from the male therapist, and Dad feels a sharp pain in his chest and can't seem to breathe properly. All the color drains from his face, and cold sweat starts beading on his forehead. I call the manager over, but he seems annoyed. "Oh, he just has poor blood circulation. He'll be fine after the massage. That's just a normal reaction." I can't believe what I'm hearing. "My father has a heart condition. What are you lot even doing to him?" The manager, Seth Zeller, explodes as if I've insulted him and raises his voice. "That's his own pre-existing condition. How is that our problem? We run a legitimate business here. No refunds once treatment begins. Got it?" I gesture at the credentials displayed on the wall. "I don't see your name anywhere up there. You're not even certified. Is this the kind of operation Fiona's running?" Seth folds his arms across his chest, looking down his nose at us. "I'm the boss here. You and your dad look broke as hell. I can tell you're just trying to get a free massage and walk out without paying." "Let me spell it out for you. This package is 38,000 dollars. Adding in the cost of my emotional distress and lost time, the total is 100,000 dollars. Pay up now, or I'm having you both arrested." A massage that almost kills Dad costs 100,000 dollars? So that's why Fiona was suddenly so eager to open this spa. As it turns out, she and her boyfriend are running a fraud scheme. I reach for my phone to call her, but Seth is already making a video call. "Babe, you need to get here right now. A couple of deadbeats are trying to get a free massage and walk away without paying."

My husband Seth and I switched bodies on the night of our wedding anniversary. When I went to the office posing as him, his colleague Jenny whispered sultrily into my ear, "Why haven't you divorced your wife yet?" I looked at the counter on my wrist. It displayed ninety-nine points—that meant we only needed to gain one more point to switch back to our own bodies. I smiled. “Points have been reset to zero! Reset! Reset! Reset!”

Isla: A missing child who had been presumed dead for several years. Is she, however, truly dead? Tricia: An heiress and the daughter of a powerful Empire businessman. Was that life, however, truly meant for her? Violet: An Assassin’s Guild Founder and the reigning Queen of the Underground City. Is she, however, worthy of that title? All three distinct identities converge on a single fate. What if the enigmatic cold assassin and mafia heir named Seth happens to cross her path? Will Seth be able to figure out what she's trying to hide? Or will she reveal herself alongside him? Upon her sister’s death, she blamed herself for it. That she changed her identity in order to start a new life. She worked so hard to earn what she had right now. She became strong, powerful, feared, and respected. After many years have passed. What if a ghost from her past comes back to haunt her? What if the things she ought to believe isn't what they really are? Will she be able to deal with it? What if the people she's grown to love and care for have secrets of their own? Will she be able to accept it? Will it get easier for her in the long run? Or else fate will make things even more difficult for her. She had always wished to live a normal life, but that wish seemed to exist only in her imagination. For she is, after all, the girl with the TATTOO ON HER FACE.

As the respected Luna of the Clearwater Pack, Kara’s life is a lie. She’s a powerful secret Omega, bound to her Alpha not by a true mating mark, but by a hollow engagement ring and a desperate reliance on heat suppressants. Her world implodes when her Alpha, Kael, returns with his true fated mate. In a brutal act of cruelty, he publicly exposes Kara's secret and confiscates her suppressants, leaving her marked for ruin as her dangerous heat approaches. Hunted and broken, Kara escapes into the wilderness, where she is found by an alliance of powerful outcasts—a Lycan King, a loyal warrior, and a gentle healer. Unlike the pack that discarded her, they cherish her Omega nature, seeing it as a source of immense power to be protected. With the devotion of her new mates, Kara sheds the shame she was taught and embraces the strength she always suppressed. She rises as a queen in her own right, determined to forge a new destiny and dismantle the corrupt pack that threw her away. It is a story of a woman who finds her true pack by embracing the identity she was forced to hide, proving that real power isn’t given, but forged in fire.

Moments before my Mating Ceremony, the guards shoved me from the altar. I watched, paralyzed, as another she-wolf in a pristine white gown took my place. My mate, Beta Seth, didn't even flinch. He took her hand—the hand of his childhood sweetheart, Brielle. And in that silence, his voice echoed in my head through the mind link. "Brielle is pregnant with a rogue's pup. She's mateless. I have to claim her, give her a home in the pack. It's to protect the child. I won't actually mark her. When this is all over, you'll still be my only one." I almost believed his bullshit. Until I saw Seth's hand stroking Brielle's waist after the ceremony. And Brielle, pulling him in for a kiss. In that moment, my eyes burned, and I was rooted to the spot. Seth thought I'd wait. Everyone who watched me pine for him thought I'd come crawling back, begging him to complete our bond. After all, we were fated mates. I'd been waiting for this ceremony for five years. But they had no idea. I turned my back on the pack and left. The moment that failed ceremony ended, I bonded with Lucian. The most powerful Vampire Prince. Three years later, I came back. Lucian called for a truce with the werewolves—all for me. As his mate, I returned to my former pack lands to witness the treaty. But the first thing my arrogant ex-fated mate did was rip the huge moonstone pendant off my neck. "That's the Vampire Prince's moonstone. He bought it for his blood-bonded mate years ago. Where did you get that cheap knock-off? A street stall?" "Enough with the tantrum. Come back. Brielle's kid is three. You can have a cot in the utility closet and clean up after him. Now take that cheap thing off your neck. Don't screw up the peace treaty." I just stood there, rubbing the sore spot on my neck where the chain had scraped, and let out a quiet sigh. He didn’t know that the moment anyone tried to rip this pendant from my throat, Lucian would feel it. And the only thing that would greet them… was his world-ending fury.