Stolen By The Pack

Hannah is about to get married, with the love of her life, she'll be happy and all her life will be exactly as she wanted to be, at least, that's what she thinks. Jonah and Micah, twins, completely different from each other but with a similar taste in women, after years of been apart, finally decide to join their efforts for the one and only thing they have in common: The love for a woman. Should Hannah decide between the two brothers? Two is better than One anyways.

To save her dying father from ruin, Isabella “Bella” Hart makes the ultimate sacrifice: she weds Lucian Blackthorn, the ruthless Alpha of Stormfang Pack. Cold, merciless, and scarred by betrayal, Lucian despises humans—and vows never to love the fragile bride forced upon him. To his wolves, Bella is nothing but a joke: the human Luna. But Bella refuses to bow. Her quiet strength and fierce heart begin to stir something Lucian thought long dead. Sparks of the mate bond burn between them… a bond he swears he’ll deny. Then comes betrayal. A scheming noblewoman, Lilith Duskbane, sets a trap that leaves Bella shattered, convinced her Alpha husband has taken another to his bed. Heartbroken, Bella runs—straight into a world of rogues, rival Alphas, and deadly prophecy. Now Lucian must hunt his runaway mate before his enemies claim her. Yet even if he finds her, will Bella ever forgive the Alpha who broke her heart?

In the second installment of Perrin and Lo's journey, the unsolved riddle of Jesamine and her father continue to unravel. What are Jesamine's true intentions? Will Perrin succeed as the Alpha Select and stop the threatening attacks against his pack? Will Lo and his relationship endure the strains of his coming child with an ex-lover?

The narrative starts a year ago. When it was discovered that she was the daughter of a noble traitor, the imperial family issued an order for her execution. Numerous aristocrats cheered consequently, including the true daughter of the Lafera family and her beloved former fiancé Casimir Romana. Formerly a beautiful lady and crown princess, Solstice Lafera was imprisoned and given the death penalty. She knew she would die permanently if she was put to death. Fortunately, she was reborn three significant years before her execution. This time, can she accomplish her goals with the aid of fate?

After returning from studying abroad, I prepared to honor my childhood betrothal. But on the very day I went to pick up my wedding gown, I saw my million-dollar couture dress worn by a poverty-stricken girl whom my fiancé had been secretly supporting. When I demanded the gown back, I was scolded as a homewrecker and mocked as a loveless hag. My fiancé excused her, saying the girl had never seen the world, and I should be more accommodating. Well, I've always loved charity. If giving away a million-dollar dress counts as charity, then fine—I'll even let go of the engagement, too. But let it be known: not just anyone can be engaged to the Vance heiress.

I dragged my pack from the old ways to thrive in the human world. As its Alpha, I canceled our most pointless tradition: the annual Winter Solstice Moonflower ornaments. But Chloe, a new omega, put me on blast on our pack’s feed for it. She said I disrespected the Moon Goddess. That I spat on tradition. Contracts from other packs and human companies started drying up. Even my own pack turned on me. So I took away the ten-grand Winter Solstice bonus…and gave them twenty-eight-dollar Moonflower ornaments instead. Now, my pack is losing their minds. Crying. Begging for the ten grand back.

Synopsis:Elizabeth Stormborn was supposed to be the pride of the Silvercrest Pack until her 18th birthday came, and she *didn’t* shift. Or so they thought. The truth? She had shifted at *ten years old* to a golden wolf, a rarity whispered about in legends. But her wolf warned her: *"Hide. They will use you."* So she did, enduring years of torment from her pack, her own Beta father, and her cruel siblings, who blamed her for their mother’s death. But everything changes when Alpha King Lucian Wolfhart, the most feared and dominant werewolf on the continent, arrives for an alliance. The moment their eyes meet, he growls one word: "Mine."When her jealous sister challenges her for the title of Luna, Elizabeth is forced to reveal the truth about her golden wolf, larger and more powerful than even their Alpha. Lucian, enthralled by her strength, claims her before the entire pack. But leaving Silvercrest doesn’t mean safety. The rogues who killed her mother are still hunting her, and her vengeful siblings are feeding them secrets. As war looms, Elizabeth must embrace her destiny not just as Lucian’s mate, but as the Golden Wolf of Prophecy, the key to either salvation… or destruction.

Every witch awakened a gift when she came of age. Mine was simple. I could siphon my husband's fortune. On Christmas Eve, my husband spent 20,000,000 on a ring and proposed to his mistress as if he were buying a headline. The trending page exploded. Everyone waited to see how quickly I would be thrown out. The pathetic wife was finally swept out the door. When I stayed quiet, Jasper Prescott's tone turned playful, almost indulgent. "She's just a kid. She wanted the whole 'moment.' Your place isn't going anywhere." Then he added, as if assigning me a chore, "She's young. She can't handle things. Pay more attention to the engagement party's details." As though he feared I might cause trouble, he slid a black card across the table with casual ease. "Babe, you know what I value most," he said. "You being sensible." I pinched the cold card between my fingers, smiled, and nodded. No one knew the rule hidden inside our marriage. After we married, every time Jasper betrayed me, I took a piece of his fortune, stripping it from him one point at a time and adding it to my own. Once Christmas was over, I would take whatever he had left.

The blood-infused elixir I crafted won the top honor at the Nocturne's Gala, but my adopted sister stole it and claimed the credit. She thought she'd won glory, not realizing it was a vampire betrothal contract to the Prince Kaelan—rumored to be impotent, barbaric, and monstrous. When the proposal arrived, my archmage fiancé, to "protect" her, hastily bound himself to her with a blood-mark and took her to his bed. She returned, the fresh mark on her neck a badge of triumph. "Sister, your man is mine now. You turn twenty-five in three days. If no one claims you, the Matchmaking Registry will toss you to some aging, wife-beating rogue mercenary..." She was wrong. I always had a choice. I walked to my parents, who were scrambling to clean up her mess, and declared calmly. "If she refuses to marry Kaelan Nocturne, then I will."

She died… and woke up in another woman’s body. Melindana was a powerful female Lycan, hunted for her blood and killed without mercy before she could escape. But death wasn’t the end. When she opens her eyes again, she’s no longer herself. She’s in the body of Arabella… the Luna of the Cinderclaw Pack, trapped in a weak body and a worse life. Married to a man who despises her. And worse? That man just brought another woman home. Luca, her husband, makes it clear he never wanted her. He parades his so-called mate right in front of her, expecting Arabella to nag and complain but this time, she doesn’t care. She’s not the same woman anymore, she has no intention of begging for love or fighting over a man who isn’t worth it. She wants out from the broken marriage, but leaving isn’t that easy because the Lycan King has already set his eyes on her. Aurelius, the lycan king is a dangerous, powerful… and slowly dying from a condition only one person can cure. Melidana. From the moment they meet, the bond between them is undeniable, yet something about her feels different. Wrong… but irresistible. Now, she’s caught between a life that isn’t hers, a man who won’t let her go, and a king who needs her blood to survive.