Sick Male Lead

On my birthday, I personally prepare 16 dishes. After setting up the candlelight, I open a bottle of red wine. I take a photo and send it to my husband, Eric Sinclair. "I'm working late tonight. Don't wait for me," he replies. I choose to believe him. But after midnight, I notice an Instagram story posted by Shirley Huxley, his secretary. Eric was there with her, dressed in the trench coat I once gave him. They sat side by side in the VIP seat of football stadium where my favorite Super Bowl take place. Entwined in a passionate embrace, they kissed beneath a sea of shimmering lights and the roar of thousands of fans. That game is the one I have always longed to experience with him. I look down at the cold food on the table. Eric's words keep ringing in my head. "I hate kissing." "Marriage is a partnership, not about love and kisses." Though we've been married for ten years, we've never shared a single kiss. Meanwhile, he's out there, kissing Shirley openly and passionately. Despite it all, not a single tear falls from my eyes. The next day, Eric settles into his chair, completely unfazed. "Return the gallery to Shelly," he commands. I nod quietly, saying nothing. Suddenly, Layla Sinclair, my daughter, comes running down the stairs and throws herself into Shirley's arms. "Aunt Shirley, you're my favorite. I don't like Mom!" In that instant, it hits me—the home I devoted my heart and soul to means nothing anymore. It doesn't matter that I've been married to Eric for a decade. Now, all I want is to find myself again. I decide to accept an invitation from the Parisoir School of Fashion Design. From this moment on, I won't wait for them to come home, and I won't look back.

She was sold out of her will to the prince of another clan by the people she considered as a family after the death of her father. As if it wasn't troubling enough on a full moon where her husband was supposed to shift into an alpha of their clan and take his red eyes, the doctrine changed in her favour thus changing the course of her life. She became a fugitive loved by no male leader. Her husband disappeared so as not to partake in her slaughter. She scrambled for her life as many wanted to kill her. However, dazzled by her beauty and his love for her, her husband the king decided to later come to her rescue but she was nowhere to be found. Will she forgive him? Or will he ever see her again?

Diana was the daughter of two powerful alphas but one day when she was very young her parents were betrayed and killed by their own pack. Diana learnt a painful lesson that day, she learnt not to trust anyone. After many years on the run she finally finds a pack to take her in. She is a strong warrior and she has a bright future ahead of her but when she turns eighteen her life is turned upside down when she meets her mate, Elijah, her new alpha. Elijah has been looking for his mate for years, he doesn't care about the rumours about her past. He just wants her to accept him but accepting him would go against every instinct Diana has. Can she learn to trust again or will she reject him and go back on the run?

Sienna is the last remaining female alpha. She was put into power when her mother was killed by King Harlan due to his vendetta against all female alphas. Sienna knows what she has to do to defeat the king but she is not expecting other people more powerful than King Harlan to want more than her life. With the help of her mate and many other unique people who join the pack Sienna prepares for several battles. This book is filled with drama, romance and fantasy.

Synopsis.  "Don't you ever, in your lifetime; mention that word "MATE" to me again, or else, I wouldn't hesitate to slit your throat open." Amora growled, with her little dagger positioned at the dying boy's neck. After Amora, her mother and pack members went through the worst torture in the hands of a man that was supposed to act as a father, a husband, and an Alpha, Amora  knew that it was time to make a decision and stop his father from further destroying them. She would become Alpha and liberate her people. She would never have a mate, given what her father had put them through.  Would her decision last long as she found this boy in the forest proclaiming her as his mate?

They don’t know me as Kaelyn Amric. Most of the pack doesn’t even know my name. I’m just the Alpha Prince’s twin sister. And that was always fine for them. But I wanted more. I wanted to be seen as me. Then he vanished. And with him, so did my life. Now, I’m heading to Storm Academy, an all boys school, disguised to find him. The only thing I still have is my name. But even that… isn’t really mine anymore. I was no longer an Amric, I was a nobody, an Altair. **** A girl. In an all boys academy? How did she become my roommate? And how would she make me keep her secret? She's reckless, too bold for her own good. And yet, somehow, she's my problem now. *Day 96 of Kaiven being missing. Regretfully yours, Evren.*

When Ember Hawthorne surrendered her alpha title to the love of her life, she expected loyalty. Instead, she was betrayed and cast out of her own pack. Now sold to the ruthless Shifter King Keres, a monster fueled by a desire for revenge against Ember, the woman who once haunted him. But the day he knew he was damned was when his wolf acknowledged his biggest enemy as Mate; Igniting a battle between fury and desire. Dive into a hate-love story of a female Alpha who refuses to bow to no one and the devil who’s determined to break her.

Lisa Ravenwing is the daughter of the Beta of the Moonstrider Pack as a Beta's daughter she should be loved and respected by the pack but instead she is abused and bullied because the pack thinks she's wolfless little do they know that she does have a wolf but when she turns 18 and finds her mate the future Alpha Eric Moonstrider and he rejects her she leaves and builds her own pack what happens when her old pack requests her new packs aid and they see her will Eric want her back and will she even take him back or will she find someone else

As I ran through the dense woods, I heard footsteps coming from behind. "Chase her!" "Don't let her escape!" A voice commanded, sending a surge of adrenaline through my veins. I ran with all my might, every fiber of my being focused on survival. Even as my knees were weak, I refused to stop. The injuries on my body throbbed with each step and tears welled up in my eyes from both physical and emotional pain. "Why's this happening to me?" I cried out in frustration. "Can't I just be a happy warewolf?" "You're quite the fast one," a man remarked, his grip on my chin rough. "Don't you look familiar?" he muttered, forcing me to meet his gaze. Unable to bear his scrutiny, I averted my eyes, consumed by fear. I wasn't ready to die. There was still so much life ahead of me! "Haha! It's the werewolf that overheard us!" the scarred man exclaimed, as he recalled where he saw me. Forcing me to my knees, he continued his tirade, "You idiot, you've brought death upon your own kind!" His words were accompanied by a brutal strike, causing fresh blood to spill from my wounds. I was tired of everything life was throwing at me. Maybe the Moon Goddess is calling me home to rest. "Kill me if you must!" I growled as I glared at him. Refusing to cower in the face of my captors. A young girl whose entire pack was cleared in front of her. Taken as a captive by another pack, Lilian was subjected to torture from the leader of a notorious group. what happens when she discovers her true identity? what if love for her comes with a sacrifice despite the war going on in the warewolf world?

Hart has been living his ideal life as his plan to become rich was sailing smoothly until one day his childhood friend whom he has always been glued together with suddenly confessed. " You want to do what???!!!!! " " I want to do YOU " Panicked, Hart pushed Zachary away which resulted in him crushing on the girl that is rumoured to be the daughter of a mafia boss... Irene:" You caused this problem, you solve it. Otherwise, you two will help me with my task " Zachary:" Ginger Tea, I don't like wearing skirts :( "