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Freya Rose has an epic fight ahead of her, but she's ready for it. Coming up against fallen angel Azael isn't going to be easy, but with her pack of hybrids beside her, she feels confident that victory will be hers. But as we know from past experience, nothing in Freya's life ever goes to plan, and I have a feeling that now is going to be no different.In this fifth episode of the Freya Rose series, we meet some new fantastical characters, and we lose some much-loved ones too. With plenty of drama, humor, and new love interests, I doubt you're going to want to miss what happens next.In this book, we also have a character called Lucy popping in for a visit. Lucy is from the Angels and Demons series written by the amazing J.C. Seal. She has collaborated with me and helped me add in some new excitement, and possibly a happily ever after for one of my characters.I know right!? A happily ever after, in my series? I hear poor Freya asking, "what's one of those?"Anywho, jump into the next instalment of the Freya Rose series to find answers to many of the questions you had at the end of Heartbroken By A Hunter.

Every decade, Valen Academy opens five seats to human outsiders. Nobody questions why. Nobody asks what happens to the ones who never come home. Zara Voss has spent three years engineering her acceptance into the most secretive werewolf academy in the country. She's not here for the education. She's not here to survive the social hierarchy. She's here because her sister Lena was one of the five ten years ago and never came back. What she doesn't expect is Caius Vane. The Alpha heir is controlled, precise, and carrying a truth so heavy it has bent the shape of him. He notices Zara the way you notice a lit match in a dark room with equal parts fascination and dread. She doesn't perform for him. She doesn't adjust herself around his authority. And she is getting dangerously close to the one secret that could unravel everything his bloodline was built to protect. The closer she gets to the truth, the closer she gets to him. And in Valen Academy, both things will cost her. Some doors are sealed for a reason. Zara Voss was never very good at leaving them closed.

Serafina Vale didn’t want love anymore, she wanted war and a husband to help her start it. Her ex-fiancé slept with her stepsister and proposed to her on camera, in front of everyone. So yeah—she needed to hit back, fast and publicly. With help from her best friend, Rhea, she was supposed to meet a broke model at a diner. Sweet guy, easy to handle. Just enough to stir drama and ruin the happy couple’s fairytale. But she sat at the wrong table and accidentally proposed to the wrong man. Dorian Everhart was the opposite of harmless. He was cold, unreadable and terrifyingly rich. He absolutely had no business saying yes. But…he did. He married her the same day with no questions asked or rules attached either. She thought she was the one using him. But he didn’t seem to bulge, and now, she’s starting to wonder, who really set this up? Why does her stepsister flinch every time Dorian’s name comes up? and why does he know so much about her family? What the hell does he want from her? And worse….why does a part of her want him to take it?

The day before the wedding, I go to the bridal shop to pick up my custom wedding dress. The clerk informs me apologetically, "I'm sorry, Ms. Stone. Yesterday, a woman called Ms. Lovelett came and picked up your dress." My best friend, Sherry Lancelot, suddenly remembers something. "Isn't that the surname of your fiance's secretary? He's so thoughtful. He had your dress picked up in advance for you." But in the next second, Mary Lovelett posts a social media update. In her photo, she is wearing my one-of-a-kind custom wedding dress that is worth hundreds of millions and posing coquettishly in front of the camera. The caption reads, "Zachary is the best boss in the world. I casually said I wanted to take some portraits. He generously bought me a globally limited outfit for a photoshoot so that I can take the photos to my heart's desire!" I look at the post and reply coldly, "That's the wedding dress I personally chose for myself. Since when did it become your photoshoot outfit?" The post is deleted instantly. My fiance, Zachary Everdon, calls me angrily. "What nonsense comment was that? I just lent your stupid dress to Mary for a bit. It's a cheap, one-time thing anyway. I can buy you a dozen more to make up for it." I let out a cold laugh and record the call. Then, I send him a screenshot of the 200 million dollars purchase record. I say, "Sure. Will you pay by check or by direct transfer? Hurry up. Once you pay, we're calling off the engagement."

If you are going to be BAD, then you have to do it the BAD way... It's pretty simple: 1) Don't get caught 2) Always have a Plan B 3) If all else fails... Run...Run for your life! Everyone has a bad side. Some try to deny it's existence, some hide it and others well...they rule the world with it. In the book of being BAD, there are ninety-nine formulas for world domination... Number one: You aren't BAD until you can walk around the school dressed in all pink and have everyone afraid to approach you. Number two: You aren't BAD until you can break into a certain bad boys house and well... do the wrong kinds of stuff. Number three: You aren't bad until quite frankly, you have declared vengeance against the bad boy. ~*~ "I heard you like bad boys," Blade says with a vivid smirk on his face. I glared up at him, without responding clenching my fists fighting the urge to punch him in the face. "So...?" He says after a couple of seconds of silence. "So what?" "So what do you think...Tinker Bell?" He says emphasizing on the stupid name. His face moved closer to mine and I stared back into his green eyes, watching the fire inside ignite. I smirked, "Then find me one." Blade grins at my witty retort and shrugs it off. "I look at you and I see cotton candy, but then you open your mouth... and suddenly you turn into liquorice," he scoffs. "Welcome to the game bitch, your move, now let's play."

Hannah is a nomadic rogue who has spent her whole life learning how to be a thief by her father as a means of survival. When her father demands she take a mate for his financial gain, she feels hopeless and stuck since it'll mean leaving her twin ten year old brothers behind. A quick twist of fate lands her at the Nightwind pack where the Alpha's twin sons Rafe and Parker quickly realize Hannah is no ordinary female: she is in fact their fated mate. Though Hannah is still without her wolf, she too can’t deny the attraction. However, all three weave a thick web of lies in their attempts to get ahead. To one up the other and prove themselves despite numerous things working to keep them away from one another. To get on Hannah's good graces, the twins put all their efforts into finding her lost brothers. It’s all they can do to keep her at their pack and safe, when all she wants to do is leave. They quickly realize though she's uneducated, she's far from a stupid girl. When it seems all hope is lost, she's forced to deal with her lying father to finally get the truth. A rogue with nothing to lose is the worst kind of danger. What will Hannah do when she finds out her entire life has been a lie? That she's just been used as a pawn by the very man who was supposed to be her biggest protector? Find out in: The Alpha Twins Steal A Thief! Hannah: My father's voice and advice is forever in my thoughts. I'm loyal to you, no one else is.

Being the Alpha heir and finding my fated is your Gamma's baby sister is more than irritating, since I'm enamored with his younger sister Melody. Short, chubby Ashley has freckles across her face, she's not to be my mate or Luna; I deserve someone prettier, sexier; I deserve Melody. I'm 23 now and the Alpha of our pack on Ashley 18th birthday, I rejected her and made her accept it, I watched her wither in pain and walked away. Only to realize later that the rejection wouldn't take because she hadn't shifted yet. That very night, I felt her denounced the pack and me as her Alpha. She was gone and I wanted, no needed her back, the fated mate bond and the knowledge of who she is took hold. I need to find her; I need her to forgive me for the stupid rejection and win her back at all costs. My name is Ashley Silver I'm not a werewolf, but a Lycan, I denounce the pack and search for others like me, I have no reason to stay since my family could care less if I'm here or not, I've been rejected and forced to accept it from none other than Alpha Maddon. I find the Alpha King himself and that Lycan females are rare and are treated as royalty, almost Goddess status. Maddon is determined to win Ashley back, anyway he can and at all costs, but can he? Will the Lycan kingdom give her up? Will she forgive and forget, will the fated bond draw her back to Maddon, or will she LIVE LIKE THE GODDESS SHE IS.

My wife, Heather Conner, secretly steals the funds I've saved up for our daughter, Naomi Hartman's surgery. After that, she books a high-class hotel for Jared Winters, the low-income student she has been sponsoring, just so she can celebrate his birthday with him. When I find out about it, I demand that Heather return all the money to me. But she slaps me immediately and blames me and Naomi for causing her trouble on purpose. "This is the first birthday Jared and I are celebrating together! Since it's such a big day, it's only natural that I hold it in a grand and lavish manner! "Instead, you two insist on undergoing that stupid surgery just when I've booked the hotel instead of scheduling it at any other time! You really are vile! "I've already inquired with the doctor about the surgery. Turns out it's completely optional! I might as well put the money to good use by giving Jared an unforgettable birthday instead of having you waste it on a useless surgery! "Even if Naomi does end up dying, that means she's fated to die anyway! You can't blame anyone for her death!" Heather just abandons Naomi, who's still fighting for her life. She then drives Jared to the hotel, where they spend the night watching a beautiful fireworks display. With 12 critical notices issued by the doctor in my hand, I kneel before Monica Brown, the richest woman in the city. "I'm willing to marry into your family as long as you pay me 35 thousand dollars' worth of wedding gifts!"

Six years ago, Rilla was a "weak hybrid" hiding in the shadows of the Iron-Vail Pack - until the day her blood "woke up" as a legendary Pureblood. In the chaos that followed, the Alpha and Luna were killed, and Rilla was branded a traitor who murdered her own best friend, Rowena. Now, the five brothers who once meant everything to her - Philip, Royal, Ripley, Robbie, and Rory - have won her at a high-stakes auction. To the world, she is a walking fortune; to them, she is a tool to be used, a breeder to secure their dying lineage, and a prisoner to be broken. As the Alphas trap her in a world of silk curtains and gold bars, Rilla is forced to face a brutal reality: her biology binds her to the very men who loathe her. While Robbie prepares his "tools" for a night of questions and Philip treats her like a parasitic stain, Rilla harbors a secret that could shatter the pack’s last hope. She is "broken" for their purposes, fated only to conceive with a fated mate - a fact the Alphas don't yet realize as they demand an heir to save the woman Philip truly loves. Caught between the urge to "leave it all for the crows" and the haunting memory of the child they tore away, Rilla must decide if she can survive the Alphas’ revenge - or if she'll take their $5 billion investment to the bottom of a fifteen-story drop.

On the day the SAT results are revealed, the fake heiress, Layla Sanders, colluded with our homeroom teacher, Richard Hoffman, to report me for cheating during the exam. When I stared at both copies of the exam papers that showed the same steps and formulas, I couldn't defend myself at all. In order to preserve Layla's pride, my own parents actually forced me to admit to stealing the exam questions in advance. Then, they had me forcibly admitted into a mental asylum. The Sanders family claimed that I had gone crazy just so they could keep this particular skeleton sealed in the closet. They abandoned me, letting me be tormented endlessly in the asylum. When I finally escaped from the asylum, I died in a car crash that was meticulously staged by Layla. Only on the verge of my death did I finally realize that the so-called "blood is thicker than water" mentality was nothing compared to a tear shed by Layla. The moment I open my eyes again, I've gotten reborn in the exam hall. This time, I choose to submit my exam paper without anything scribbled on it. I'd like to see just how someone with a total of zero points can possibly copy off the so-called top scorer of SAT.