The 5th Agreement

I am not the type of girl who attracts men, my life is not very social and my best friend is my cat Salem. He dedicated me to writing, hanging out with my brother and sometimes with my few friends. Everything was normal until that Valentine's Day where everything changed for me. Two men burst into my life as if they were earthquakes, their auras indicating danger and they enveloped me in their life as if I had belonged there. My mother always said that men with tattoos were danger and a problem for girls. But these two Greek gods got me and now I'm part of the mob. This is my story

A terrible accident leaves Nicole in a state of partial amnesia, as she gets involved in a romantic spiral with a young werewolf that saved her life in the woods. When Nicole begins to recover her memories, she had to leave her mate and one true love to understand the truth behind her parents death but destiny would link their paths and bring them back to each other.

Ayla is found as a baby by the beta family from River Ash Pack. she grew up with loving foster parents and a family. A lot changes when she doesn't shift, but Ayla is more than what everyone thinks. some might have a suspicion and want to use her for their own selfish reasons.. But someone out there is still waiting for her.

The darkest corners of the world hold the secrets the leaders want you to forget. Deep inside a cabin covered with moss and shadows, those secrets are not yet forgotten. Under the moon, light glistens off of shining stones lining the porch and bundles of herbs drying from the rafters. Candlelight emanates from the interior and warmth surrounds the occupant. Inside this cabin was a forrest witch who was chanting a spell as she added herbs to a small caldron. Smoke rises and electricity fills the room. Her raven hair started to rise and the smoke turned glowing green. Leaves outside the cabin started swirling in the air raising around the cabin forming a circle. “None may find me where I reside, safe in the forrest this witch hides. Safe from the evil doers and safe from their men. None may ever find me again.” Cold. Like ice from an iceberg, his skin molded smoothly across his frame. The envelop in his hands was sealed by the Elder Lords sigil pressed into blood red wax. Slipping his long pale finger, breaking the seal, one word was inside. “Urgente.” His particular talents were once again needed.

Ocean is a normal human girl. She went to live with her uncle in New Orleans after her parents death. But there she fell in love with a bad boy who wasn't a normal human being. Moon is a supernatural hybrid creature. But he never knew that he's a hybrid. He was adopted by a werewolf family. Will he ever be able to find out about his true being?Will Moon and Ocean ever be together?What mystery the forest they both are attracted to, holds?

"Let’s go on a proper date, with flowers and candles, his lips twitched in a cocky smile, he leaned in forward, inhaling my scent like a drug he was addicted to. “And then what?” I replied, quivering. His lips were too distracting as they stood dangerously close to mine. "We can pretend to get to know each other if you want. And after that, I can fuck you senseless." Looking up to meet his dark gaze. I swallowed hard, I had only two choices, but whichever I chose, I knew I was screwed. Zach always knew his mate was out there, but at 25, after searching every pack, he had nearly given up hope. Then came Nicole, on the run from a broken past, scarred by betrayal after a humiliating scandal with her crush who sinisterly released a sex tape of her that would haunt her for life. She’s sworn never to trust any man, but destiny had other plans. What happens when the one person you’re meant to love is the last person you think you can trust?

Anya Voss, a werewolf-witch hybrid, is the pack’s pariah, blamed for a tragic car crash that killed her beta parents and the alpha and luna. Stripped of her status, forced into servitude, and rejected by her fated mate, Alpha Rowan Draven, Anya endures relentless torment orchestrated by her sister, Cassandra, who harbors a deadly secret: she’s the adopted child of the beta and his wife, she even knew about the tampered brakes, framing Anya to steal her inheritance.  After a brutal kidnapping leaving Anya near death, she flees to a rival pack, where the scarred alpha Damien Blackthorn sees her strength—and ignites her powers. As Anya’s heart wavers between Rowan’s haunting mate bond and Damien’s intoxicating love, both alphas become obsessed, their rivalry spiraling into a dangerous tug-of-war. But when Anya’s visions reveals that Damien might know what happened to her parents, she must harness her hybrid gifts to seek revenge and protect Rowan from a curse she placed on him.  With enemies closing in—a treacherous sister, a rogue blackmailer, and a shifter council hunting hybrids—Anya faces betrayal, comas, and sacrifice. In a world of claws and secrets, can she reclaim her truth and choose her heart before obsession consumes them all?

My mom always said, "I've never played favorites. "You and your brother mean exactly the same to me." She said it so often I almost believed it. Growing up, anything my brother had, I had too. If he got a new pair of sneakers, so did I. If he signed up for coding classes, I was enrolled in the same ones. Even this year, when we came home for the holidays, my mom smiled as she handed each of us a neatly-packaged designer shopping bag. "I picked these out for you two at the store. One for each of you, exactly the same. "These outdoor brands are expensive, you know. A single jacket costs thousands. I'd never buy one for myself, but I don't mind splurging on you two." I took the jacket. It was well-cut, structured, and looked high-quality. A small warmth stirred in my chest. However, when I tried it on, the collar felt oddly irritating against my skin. Frowning, I pulled back the lining to check. There was a ring of yellowed sweat stains around the label, and tiny flakes of dandruff were caught in the Velcro. A faint musty smell lingered on the cloth, mixed with the stale odor of cheap tobacco. It was sour and impossible to ignore.

Riley Cates was a happy 23-year-old woman because her dream was coming to a reality and she was getting married soon. She had a nice and rich family, but unfortunately, her family did not love her, the way they should. Her mother died 18 years ago and her father remarried Tabitha, a cruel cold woman who only cared about her interests. Tabitha had a daughter called Lisa and a son called Mark from her previous marriage and loved them dearly. Riley's father cared deeply about his children but did not show the same attention to Riley as he did to Lisa and Mark. For him, Riley was a girl, who reminded him a lot of his deceased wife, so he did not want to attach too much to her. Mark was a good guy, who decided to go and live abroad. Riley had a boyfriend Erick, whom she loved a lot. They were together for 3 years and wanted to get married. A few weeks before the wedding, while Riley was trying on her wedding dress she saw Lisa and Erick making out in front of the shop. Her world collapsed, she did not know what to do, how to act so at that moment she decided to get revenge, to make them both pay. That same day on the other side of the city a letter arrived in the Cates's household. It said that the Knight family is asking one of their daughters to marry their only son. The family had already heard about Bruce. They knew he was an ugly crippled and bad man. He had a temper as well. When Tabitha read the letter she had a plan in mind. She knew what she will do…

For three years, I was the only one allowed inside my husband, Matthew Carter's, secret room on the top floor. Until that day—when I walked in and found his young assistant there. "Matthew asked me to get things ready for his dinner party," she said, all confidence and no shame. I smiled. It turned out this was what it felt like to have my privileges as his wife trampled on. Fine. If the rules of the game had changed, then I would show everyone who the real player was. One by one, I dismantled the Carter family's most prized projects. That was when Matthew finally panicked. He demanded, "Why? We're husband and wife!" "Exactly," I said, tossing the divorce papers onto his desk. "And that's why betrayal comes with a steeper price, doesn't it?"