The One That Got Away Novel

Sage Winters loved three Alphas in silence, until the Blood Moon changed everything. One forbidden night. One reckless mistake. By morning, she was blocked, rejected, and erased from their lives. Then she discovered the impossible: she was pregnant with their triplets. With nothing left, Sage vanished from the werewolf world, determined her children would never know rejection. Five years later, she’s returned as Dr. Sage Winters, the only person who can save the dying Silver Crest pack. The problem? The three Alphas who abandoned her are back. And the children at her side are unmistakably theirs. This time, Sage holds the power and forgiveness won’t come easy.

I loved Jason Lacroix for six years, but I never told him. I was his adopted sister. We weren’t related. I was also his assistant, responsible for everything in his life. I did not know who exposed my feelings toward him in public. I could never forget the icy glares in his eyes. “Madeline, you should know your place.” He thought I was mentally unstable. He listened to Camila Fisher, his first love, and sent me to a mental asylum. After I was discharged, he regretted his decision.

I spent years being the perfect wife—patient, loyal, invisible. I built a home, raised a child, and loved a man who slowly stopped choosing me. When betrayal became routine and silence was expected, I realized my sacrifice meant nothing to them. Walking away wasn’t an act of revenge. It was survival. This is the story of a woman who gave everything to her family—until she finally chose herself

The year Felix Gibson and I were most in love, we got married. After the wedding, I quit my job and devoted all my attention to him. But he thought I was too clingy and started seeing one woman after another on the side. I did not care because I knew they were just flings. That was, until he kept standing up for one of them repeatedly. When I confronted him, he casually said, "Lexie, she reminds me so much of how you used to be." I filed for divorce and moved abroad to focus on my career. Forget about being anyone’s second choice. I was determined to stand out on my own. Later, Felix came back, begging on his knees for me to take him back.

All fae have a One--One person who strengthens their magic and enriches their life. A perfect mate. So why can't I find mine? What is a fae princess to do when she can’t find the prince she’s meant to spend the rest of her life with? I have to find him now, for the sake of my kingdom. Evil forces are moving in, and the only way I can come into my full power is to find my perfect mate. If I don't, the magical barrier that protects us will crumble because my magic won't be strong enough to hold it. But... I feel this strange pull to not on, but four different men! What in the world is going on? Can I be mated to all four of these men and still save my kingdom, or will what seems to be an asset turn out to be our undoing? The One is the first in a new reverse harem series by the author of Realm of the Chosen and Ember’s Flames.

Ivy Doreen was once marked by her mate, Alpha Remington Silvan—a bond she thought unbreakable. But when her wolf never surfaced and his council pressured him to choose a “stronger” Luna, Remington did the unthinkable: he broke the bond and allowed her to walk away. Years later, Ivy returns to the pack as a different woman. Her wolf has awakened, her power is undeniable and she’s no longer the girl who cried when her mate turned his back on her. But fate doesn’t care about their past. When they cross paths again, the mate bond reignites—stronger than before. Something powerful stirs between them, a rare second chance that only few are granted. But second chances come with a price.

“My Sweet Miranda" He whispered, causing her to glare at him and his sneaky hands that danced around her body, setting it aflame. The burning in between her legs heightened as her eyes met his gaze that boiled with desire. "Let Me Go Darren" Miranda warned, ignoring the pool of water that was starting to swim down her legs. She wanted him as much as he did but the bitterness of his betrayal and actions caused tears to escape her eyes. "Let me Go now!" she ordered once more pulling a lust drunken Darren back to reality. He had messed her up and Winning her back was going to take more than their burning desires. Book Two: Never Let Go, Alpha So many questions unanswered and a close enemy lurking in the shadows, Miranda and Darren are pulled again once again from their dream of a happy ever after as an unfortunate event strikes. Darren had chased her and the enemy had pulled them close, it’s left to Miranda to fight for Darren as their memories fade from his subconscious. Will their live finally prevail or would we be left once again in the dark of what games fate plays?

She gave everything to her husband, the Alpha — her loyalty, her heart, her pack. But when she walks in on him with another woman, and even her child chooses that woman over her, she vanishes. Years later, she returns colder, stronger, and more powerful than any Luna before her — and this time, she’s not here to beg for love.

My husband forces me to donate my remaining kidney to his true love. He wants to save her from death by uremia. I try to tell him that I have kidney failure—I'll die if I donate my kidney. However, he roars, "Stop playing your jealous games when Shawna is so gravely ill! Don't you have a heart?" Under his forcefulness, I'm taken to the hospital to get my kidney removed. Ultimately, I die in a corner of the hospital.

My husband insisted that I wear high heels at the company’s annual meeting despite being pregnant. He compared me to his female secretary with a look of disdain. "Can’t you learn from Lucille? She’s eight months pregnant and still comes to work in full makeup, handling her tasks efficiently. If you don’t wear them, don’t go. I’ll be embarrassed!" He even tried to give the high heels to his secretary and take her as his date. Left with no choice, I forced myself to wear them. However, on the balcony, the secretary tripped me, spilling red wine all over me. Limping, I found my husband, only for him to sneer, "Tripping on flat ground? How clumsy!" Furious and pale with anger, I turned to leave. Someone urged him to chase after me, but he only got angrier. "How bad could it be? She’s so timid—she can’t survive without me! Just wait. When the event’s over, she’ll definitely be waiting in the car to drive me home." Alas, he was wrong. I turned and went straight to the hospital for an abortion.