Stella From The Winx Club

Around the seventh month of my pregnancy, I overheard a conversation between my mate, Zane Andrews, and Ciara Phillips, the she-wolf I had taken in out of compassion after her family was brutally slaughtered by rogues. In a sultry, flirtatious tone, Ciara purred, “Zane, my love, if your wife discovers that the fertilized egg I planted in her womb isn’t truly hers by blood, she’ll be devastated—perhaps to the point of despairing suicide, don’t you think?” Zane snorted, his voice dripping with disdain at the mention of me. “It’ll work for us if she simply dies from heartbreak. Damn it. I can’t shake the worry that she might sever our bond and leave me with nothing. Let’s keep this under wraps until our child inherits all her assets. Only then will we reveal the bombshell, plunging her into darkness.” Ciara giggled, praising Zane for his cunning. My claws itched to lash out, but I held back, knowing the time for confrontation wasn’t yet. My heart sank as their betrayal cut deep. Years ago, I had defied my pack elders’ warnings about Ciara being a potential threat, taking her in and grooming her into our pack's doctor, funding her education out of sheer empathy. Now, I regretted every moment of my kindness. To think that my mate, who had once begged for my protection for his fragile pack, had the audacity to betray me. If not for my support, his pathetic pack would have crumbled long ago, leaving him nursing his wounds in a dark corner, fretting over survival. After a long moment of contemplation, I made my decision. I would feign ignorance to their schemes and play along by giving birth to Ciara’s baby. Two decades passed. Ciara’s child grew up, bearing the name Simon Andrews. Aware of their treachery, I still transferred all my assets to him. Once the paperwork was completed, Ciara boldly approached me in front of the entire pack, a maternity DNA test in hand. With a smug smile, she declared, “Leia Holland, look at this! I am Simon’s biological mother. Leave h

I was dumped because of my weight. My stepmother tried to comfort me, saying, "It's okay, it's okay. A little extra weight is good." I watched as my graceful sister took my place and married my fiancé. Meanwhile, I was sent abroad to be "fattened up like a pig." I barely escaped with my life and endured unimaginable hardships. Now, those who hurt me should, at the very least, face justice for their actions.

Samantha Granger's daughter, Celine Hamley, was critically ill and urgently needed a bone marrow transplant from her biological father, Calvin Hamley. But the man Celine called Dad was busy building a castle for his first love's daughter and lighting up the entire city with fireworks for her birthday. Samantha made call after call, but when Calvin finally picked up, he said, "I'm busy." Then the phone went dead. In the end, Celine's hand went cold, and she died. Calvin didn't even see her one last time. Samantha walked out of the funeral home with an urn. Every LED screen downtown was playing a birthday celebration video. The three people who had trampled over Celine's life were smiling, singing the birthday song, and dreaming aloud of a beautiful future. Samantha had once loved Calvin with everything she had. Now, she hated him just as much.

Stella Grace is an astronomer who perceives coordinates in peculiar constellations. By following the path of the stars, she finds a supernatural world she never thought existed, and consequently saddles her destiny with a cruel alpha and little interest in being connected to an ordinary human. When the supernatural arises, doors open to reveal the influence of the moon and stars on the fates of these two creatures, but there are horrors and adventures that not even logic would be able to explain.

At age 10, Tara Shin watched as her Alpha father was brutally murdered by Lorez Blackclaw and the Shin clan fell under his ruthless rule. A decade later, Tara is treated just as terribly as back then, a slave to Lorez’s cronies and a whispered freak to the Blackclaw clan. With nowhere to go, she must undertake the blood moon’s ritual for wolves aging into 21. The goddess demands it as does Lorez Blackclaw. However when it all goes wrong, what will Tara do? Run away toward the feared monsters lurking in the dark wood or stay with the devil she knows?

Olivia trevor has always been the center of attention not because of her quietness but because of how weak and vulnerable she was. But after she was beaten by a werewolf her identity change, she no longer that weak girl everyone knew, being a girl from a fox clan her identity was hide to know.

Oh, God, I am going to be sick, and I can't stand Jayson Woods! "So, why are you staring over at him, Ashely? My inner voice inside my mind told me with a smug voice. "I am not! Oh, shut up! I spoke. I looked over at him with two girls under his arms. Oh, Look at him! Like he doesn't have a care in the world. He makes me sick. Asshole! He is such a man whore. "Well, what do you expect with the kind of guys. They are called man whore for a reason. So, envoy, my wolf, said inside my mind with a growl. She is not happy with what he's been doing with the other girls, not us. Of course, he doesn't care. He doesn't care about our feelings. As long he gets some. So, screw him and his sexy devilish melt your panties smile. I don't need him. But then again... I am curious... So, I wonder if he knew it was me, he was kissing and touching me last month at Emilia's birthday party where I was hiding away from the loud music and noise. But instead, I ran into him. And we uhhh, I scream inside my head. We had sex! We had sex!! I kept repeat in my head.

In book four of the series, the pack faces an unknown enemy. One that threatens to destroy the pack and the lives of the Alpha's best friend. Mya, the Alpha's second and best friend, fights the loss of her mate, as the person responsible, threatens to take more from her. The pack faces an enemy they haven't seen before and one that seems stronger than any problem they'd ever faced. With the help of old friends and some old enemies, they race against the clock to find and destroy an enemy of the pack. When one of their own is taken, the race against time becomes more important than ever. Will they find the person responsible for so much pain caused to the pack, or will she finally be the one that destroys the Silver Moon pack? Love and friendship have always been their greatest strength, will this time be the one time that it is the pack's downfall?

All is fair in love and war. Especially with Lady Nox's twin daughters; Seraphina and Sephora are about to turn 18. As nobility of the Raven Clan of Harpies, they must do their duty and secure a match. Eligible bachelors from other Harpy Clans will be arriving. Once bound to be betrothed, it will

Rose Angles was minding her business in the secret shifter town, Mayes Grove. Her father, Russell Angles, the town’s Peacekeeper, and the feared Alpha of the Hollow Wood Pack, lives by his reputation and his daughter was an enormous embarrassment to him. If he could he’d never had her. Rose plans to leave are going just fine, until rumours of a rogue pack coming to town and they were causing quite a stir with their plans to settle there. When she met their alpha, a wolf she suddenly wants to climb like a tree. He’s the one, and all her plans go out the window. Rose’s instincts are in overdrive as her father goes to war with her fated mate. Tyler Randell, Alpha of the Shadow Pack, just delisted from the military along with his pack. He’s back in the town where he was driven from as a pup. Where he watched his parents murdered for control of his pack. The Hollow Wood Pack is rightfully his and he’s returned to reclaim it. Ty’s got plans to steal the pack from Russell Angles with little to no bloodshed. Mayes Grove is in for a shake up, and Rose Angles is the linchpin. Can Rose find a better life? Will there be war between the Hollow Wood and Shadow Packs? Can the troubled town of Mayes Grove survive the violence? What are Ty’s plans for the enticing Rose? Welcome to Mayes Grove, hunker down and mind your manners at all times. The fur’s flying and claws are slashing. And that’s just in the bedroom.