Shelter Mountain

I sustain brain damage from a car crash and end up with a memory akin to a goldfish. However, I remember my feelings for Caleb Warner for seven whole years. Things change when he abandons me on a mountain top after losing a bet with someone. He sneers and says, "Write this in your journal, Sadie. Consider it a lesson learned." It's wintertime, and it's freezing on top of the mountain. I almost die there. I later destroy everything that has to do with Caleb and allow my memories of him to disappear from my mind. … One night, someone by the name of Caleb Warner calls me. My boyfriend jealously pulls me close and asks, "Who's this?" I shake my head dazedly. "I don't know." The person on the other end of the line loses it when he hears my answer.

Trigger Warning: This story includes sensitive themes such as sexual assault and a suicide attempt. These elements may be upsetting for some readers. Please read with care. On the night of her forced mating ceremony, Elara did the unthinkable. She ran. Promised to the future Alpha of Silvermoon, she thought fate had finally smiled on her. Until her mate, Kael, rejected her in front of the entire pack, trading their bond for a political alliance. Heartbroken and humiliated, Elara disappeared without a trace, vowing never to return. But fate isn’t done with them yet. Years later, a brutal war among the packs forces Elara out of hiding. Injured and desperate, she seeks shelter in the last place she'd ever imagined. Kael’s territory. Except he’s no longer just the cruel heir. He’s Alpha now... and he wants her back. For her safety, she must stay in his home. For her pride, she must guard her heart. But Kael has secrets about the rejection, the night she ran, and the truth behind their bond. Is it too late for a second chance? Or will the Alpha lose the one thing he never knew he needed? Find out in The Run, Little Mate

Warning: SPG⚠️ Trigger: Che@ting, PT$D, S€lf-harm, St@lking, Kidn@pping, Too much dr@ma Type of Main Lead: Antagonist/Protagonist Blurb: Elyana Begum's husband, Lucas Wilhelm, makes her believe she is to blame for their failing marriage. We she caught him and another woman making out inside the bedroom of their resthouse given to her as a gift for their wedding anniversary, Lucas used the reason his wife couldn't give him a child that's why he did it—pushing Elyana to file for divorce to completely cut ties with him. Betrayed and heartbroken, she left England for good without knowing the truth of her husband's infidelity. She found shelter on the side of her childhood best friend, Felipe, a.k.a. Felicity. Handsome, successful matchmaker who labeled himself gay and had no interest in women. As Elyana spends time with him day and night, she eventually feels her heart pounding harshly when Felipe is close. His gentleness towards her and how much he cares makes her want to be with him more often; however, Lucas' sudden appearance, bringing up the truth to take her back, puts Elyana's heart into turmoil.

Bella, the doomed mate of Blood Stone Pack's Alpha Cole, had it all she ever desired before betrayal destroyed her life. Betrayed of a sin she wasn't guilty of, Cole gave in to the deceitful words of his childhood sweetheart and best friend, Georgina. With Cole's faith broken, Cole spurned Bella and cast her out of the pack, leaving her shattered and defenseless. Coerced into fleeing for her life, Bella finds shelter in the Beck kingdom, away from the heartbreak and perils of her past. There, she meets an unexpected turn of fate, her second chance mate, Alpha King Rick Beck. His strength and kindness provide Bella with security and acceptance she believed she had lost forever. But just when Bella is recovering, Cole finds out the truth and returns, determined to win her back and make things right. Caught between the mate who shattered her heart and the powerful Alpha King who offers her a new life, Bella is presented with an impossible decision. Will Bella muster the courage to take her second chance at love with Rick, or will she let Cole back in her life, risking getting hurt again? #Betrayal #Second chance

"Just join me for a drink perhaps?" Her bushy brows rose suggestively at me. She knew my answer, she knew what I'd say. I grabbed the bottle off her scrawny hands and said "You know, for a one time thing, this has become a regular." To be honest, I was actually looking forward to meeting up with her. Not that I was going to admit it to her face. "Like therapy sessions from two dumb, ill-favored kids. Who are trying to give each other easing words." She was right. Though her stumbled movements indicated a slight intoxication. Suddenly, out of the awkward moment, she looked up at me with a sad smile and said. "I might be a street girl but is it too bad to wish for a normal life? Go to proms? Have new clothes? Shelter? Love? Do I not deserve?" Her teary eyes searched deep into my soul. I was unaware of the lack of distance between us. When did we get so close with barely an inch barrier? "Flare..." that was all I could say because then all I could feel were soft lips against mine. Her lips! And it felt so nice. Subconsciously, I grabbed her little body and went for another kiss, this time, a deeper kiss.

Animals were driven with only a few instincts to live their lives by: to find food, shelter, and to mate. Humankind was driven by multiple things: lust, anger, hate, grief, jealousy, joy, and a host of other instincts and emotions. When lycans were created the goddess of such things thought it would be enthralling, exhilarating to see how such savage wolves and desensitized humans would meld together as one... The result was disastrous. The select few humans she chose to go forward with her experiment with the strength of her sacred animal, the lupine, destroyed one another. He was a mosaic, composed of broken pieces. She was an unfinished art project The moon godddess ends the lives of Lycans she sees as a threat to the Lycan community. Instead of being ripped apart by her hounds, she gives a warrior the chance to redeem himself and his friends through gifting him a mate who is bound to change his life. An accident links a potential future servant to the moon goddess to the warrior. How will Pomelia Grace, a holy novice react to being mated to such a man, Warren of Bane pack? All of the humans she chose went mad with the power, abilities, and strength that came with the wolf gene. The goddess had succeeded in creating a unique race but had a hard time managing her creations without killing them out of anger.

In the Beast World, elven bloodlines can produce stronger half-breed offspring. After the Great War of the Ancient Races, elves began to classify themselves by the integrity of their wings. Substandard elves could purchase and tame werewolves to serve as their lifelong guards and companions. Before my parents passed away, they ordered a werewolf named Nolan to protect me—and, incidentally, to produce offspring. But that werewolf, who was exceptional in every way, despised me intensely. He would often berate me: “A deformed, worthless elf like you should just disappear. You’re not fit to be my mate!” After he smashed every item in the house yet again, I fled the house in a panic. By chance, I stumbled into an abandoned shelter, where a massive gray wolf’s paw reached out from the shadows and gripped my shoulder. The werewolf’s deep, golden eyes gestured for me to look at the sign standing nearby: ‘Defective Models: Trade -In Welcome.’ Tears welled in his eyes as a low, choked sob escaped his throat: “Master… take me home.” He was right. It was time to replace the one at home with a new one. But when I told Nolan to move out of my house, he braced his paws against the doorframe, his eyes red-rimmed: “You’re abandoning me just for that wild wolf?”

Aria thought she had found her forever in Cassian—the campus golden boy, fated mate, the werewolf who promised her a better life. Until the night before their wedding she caught him in her wedding dress… with another woman. His cruel confession shattered everything: she was nothing but a stepping stone for his ambition. Humiliated and heartbroken, Aria publicly burned their future to the ground, slapping him in front of his pack and walking away with nothing but rage. Desperate to save her dying father and escape Cassian’s revenge, she turns to the one man who can protect her: Damian Hawke, the most powerful alpha in the state. The man she unknowingly kissed in a drunken haze the night before. Damian offers her shelter but only if she lives under his roof, works for him, and becomes… available. A maid by day. Something far more dangerous by night. Aria thinks she is trading one cage for another. She doesn’t know Damian is Cassian’s adoptive father. She doesn’t know the mate bond is already pulling them together. And she doesn’t know the secret buried in her own blood will change everything. Revenge was supposed to set her free. Instead, it bound her to the one man she should never want.

I was the wife he never wanted. He was the man I couldn’t stop loving. For three years, I endured Damon Moretti’s cruelty. The cold nights, the other women in our bed. The constant reminders that I was nothing but a mere business arrangement. Still, I stayed. I loved him. I kept hoping he'll finally love me too. Until the day I discovered he was giving another woman the love, attention, care and time I had been begging for… And that woman was my own stepsister, Melissa. Heartbroken and humiliated, I finally did what he had asked me to do a thousand times. I signed the divorce papers. Now I’m free. But freedom looks a lot like danger. Because the sweet, powerful stranger who offers me shelter is none other than Kai Valentino — The most dangerous and powerful Mafia boss and Damon’s biggest rival. And the man I left behind doesn’t like losing what’s his. Some men regret throwing away their queens. Damon? He’s about to learn exactly what happens when a discarded wife decides to become an untouchable Heiress. Warning: 18+ novel full of suspense, violence and thrillers. Contains series of mouth violence, BDSM, forbidden and dark romance. Mafia Billionaire Romance.

Three days before my wedding, my younger sister staged a scene—one where I supposedly abandoned her in the mountains. She claimed I locked her in a cabin, left her to be nearly assaulted, and that she barely escaped with her life. Furious, my fiancé dragged me up the mountain and locked me in that same cabin. He said, "Wendy, a woman as vicious as you won't learn her lesson without punishment. I already told you I'd marry you. Why go after Chloe? Since you're so desperate to climb your way up, you can stay here until the wedding day." I begged him, over and over, but my scorched throat could only force out hoarse, grating sounds. Three days later, Mickey O'Brien stood at the altar in his suit, waiting for me. What he got instead was my remains.