Spell Alpha

"I, Alpha Colten of Blue Ridge Park, reject you, wretched omega, as my mate and Luna," he growled, his eyes burning with rage and regret. After losing his Luna a year ago, Alpha Colten finally agreed to choose another mate, as tradition demands. But he never expected fate to pair him with her, an omega from the lowest ranks, a sewage cleaner, who scrubs the floor with her bare hand. "I, Kieran of the Omega Chamber, accept your rejection," she replied with a grin. She never wanted the Alpha, only the peace of her simple life. But fate has more in store. "I, Alpha Rogan of Oakwood Pack, accept your rejected mate as my fated Luna." Colten’s world shatters. Jealousy ignites. He suddenly feels obsessed and desires to possess her. "No one dares touch my rejected mate!" He fired back. He didn't want her. She didn't want him. Now... he’ll do anything to keep her. But will she let herself be claimed again?

"Something I never chose, yet I don't want to lose"- Abigail Quinn The night of the plenilunary custom changes everything for ABIGAIL QUINZEL, a 23-year-old graduate from Ashgray Pack. She is more than happy for his mate, Alpha Daniel finally declares her as his mate. She can see Everything she dreamed of since her childhood coming into reality, little does she know that it is not going to last a second. When Daniel becomes obsessed with his brother’s mate - Linda, he rejects his yet-to-mark Luna, Abigail, so that he can pursue his affairs with Linda secretly. With great betrayal comes a lot of consequences, one of which He can no longer shift into his wolf. Abigail knows that Daniel is subjected to being the weakest alpha in history, for possessing a partial mate bond, but she can't disclose his secret - at least not without damaging his credibility in the pack, the last thing she can do. However, when Daniel calls, begging her to come home, trying every possible way to make her break the partial mate bond, Abigail is forced to decide what is more important: Accepting his rejection, ergo, sparing herself from future potential heartbreak, or preserving her secret of never-dimed love for him, although he yearns for a different motive. The only way to keep what’s alive in her and maintain her hope is by denying his Rejection.

Calista is the first and only child of a sickly Alpha, since she was young she's been helping to run the pack, very successfully she might add. But her world is uprooted when her father dies and suddenly a new Alpha is being brought in from another pack, just because he's male. Alpha Zachariah wasn't meant to be an Alpha, he wasn't born to it, nor was he trained. His father pretty much ignored his existence until the opportunity to take over this pack arose. Now not only does he have to prove himself capable, he's got a defiant and troublesome female to contend with as well.

In the year 2003, meteorites have fallen on the Earth's surface, resulting in the birth of kids with special abilities later known as Alphas. On her 18th birthday, Miyazaki Nana accidentally discovers her powers and later known the truth regarding her true identity from a cold and mysterious guy who later introduced himself as Kitamura Haru. After being discovered and betrayed by her so-called friends, Miyazaki Nana now has to join Haru and her best friend Endo Hiroshi on an epic journey towards getting into Alpha Society, a secret organization run by their co-Alphas to keep shelter from their enemy, which is the government itself. But when things get tough along the way, would Miyazaki Nana and her friends somehow make it to the camp-- alive? *** -Written in English. -Written by an amateur writer. Expect some minor grammar, spelling, and punctuation errors as well as typos that were probably missed during the editing process. -Book cover art is not mine. All credits to its original artist.

"You can't love him, you need someone who you're more compatible with," he insisted. His arms moved suddenly, his palms slamming against the wall beside my head, his arms locked into place. "You wouldn't know," I gritted out in frustration. Landon sighed, leaning in further till his soft lips pressed against my neck lightly, briefly, making me gasp. "Trust me, I know exactly who you suit," he whispered. "Remember the night at your house after dinner?" He asked, his lips leaving soft kisses up to my ear. I shuddered, nodding. He smiled gently against my skin. "I did want to kiss you."

Cursed by a witch from birth for the mistake of his father, Jason has to live a life of not being able to shift into full wolf. It is more complicated when he gets mated to another witch. "I would do no such mistake of taking you in as even a slave, talk less of my mate or Luna," he spoke with so much despise laced in his voice. "I also would rather drink poison than even breath the air that you do," I retorted.

I abandoned her eight years ago. Not for me, for her, to keep her away from the cruel fate of being my mate, our kind's future queen. Now a fucking ATM card ligned our fate once again. *** Drake Lockhart is the hidden latest monarch of werewolf kind. Who knows being away from his family got him to found his luna? And boy, she is perfect! Even after discovered the fact that she was raised as a human, Drake didn't faltered, he accept and loving Moira and wants only the best for her. But the war found his pack, and pushed him to left her side, for her safety. She left alone and broken. Right years had passed when Moira found her mate is stand tall in font of her door. Will Moira let him sashaying his way into her life again? If so, what kind of queen will she be?

Shane is my best kept secret. The more time that passes the tighter my hold on him gets. If my father thinks he can take my right to find my mate from me and sell me off to the highest bitter than he's got another thing coming. I'll take what I want and give the only thing he thinks I have of value to whoever I choose. And who do I choose? I choose Shane. Adea is the air I breathe. I won't let anyone come between us and I won't let the Moon Goddess try and decide who she gets to be with. Whether it be her father or destiny, no one will get in my way. Fate? Mate? These words mean nothing to me. No one wants us together, but the jokes on them, I'll decide my own destiny. Adea Biscoff is that destiny. In a new life where the curse has been broken, can everything unfold how it was supposed to? Will the star-crossed lovers finally have their chance? What happens when Shane remembers everything, but refuses to make the same mistake again? The tables have been turned and Shane realizes who the real villain has been all along. What if in this life, Shane demands she be the one to pay? ! Sexual and physical abuse may be triggering for survivors !

Alpha Kai's Son. My father's shadow still dominates the BloodCrest Pack I'm trying to lead; even becoming Alpha didn't change a damn thing. So I take my anger out on any poor bastard put in the steel ring with me. It calms me, but only for a few hours; because blood-red rage follows me everywhere I go. It follows me into the cage the night I'm pitted against an opponent half my size. An opponent with a bigger chest than your average gym buff. A woman... I think I'm doing the right thing by refusing the fight because I know this woman will meet Death at my hands. That is, until my wolf growls the word I never expected to hear in the middle of a fight. MATE. With a name as sweet as her scent and a right hook to match, I know I can't accept Cherie as my mate. Not with the beast I inherited from my tainted bloodline - a Lycan with a thirst for blood… So do I reject sweet Cherie to protect her, or do I indulge in the whims of my beast and claim her? * Cherie I didn't expect to meet my mate when I decided to step into that ring that night. But the second my wolf recognized its mate, I knew it wouldn't be over. Creed Volkov is every bit as terrifying as they say, but I won't allow myself to be bullied by another man. I've come here to win; I NEED to win in order to protect those close to me. Running away from Creed seems like the logical choice, I find myself in that ring with him again. Why can't I bring myself to say the Rejection Vow? And why am I suddenly having dreams about a red-haired woman?

A human. My mate? No. That wasn't right. Humans were weak. They were servants at best—slaves at worst. They didn't belong with us. They weren't made for love. I turned suddenly and slammed my fist into the stone wall beside me. The sharp crack of bone against stone echoed through the room. The boy had been dragged away, out of my sight, and I still felt the burn of his presence in my chest. My claws had already pushed out, sharp and uncontrollable. My eyes burned, the edges of my vision tinted red. The beast within me was on the edge of taking over. "He's nothing!" I roared to no one in particular. "He can't be my mate!"