The Untamed Novel English Novels & Stories

"Okay now, let's get down to the main discussion. Who are you? What is the name of your pack? And how come you got here? I inquired. And come to think of it, I didn't even think about his last night before taking her in. What if she's a spy or was sent as bait? Different questions kept brewing up in me. " I'm from the Crimson pack. I don't know how I got her but I think I was carried out of my pack, then brought here and was about being carried out again until you came to save me." Amanda stated. Oh wow! What an explanation. She was carried out, brought here, and then was about to be carried out again… wow!! Just wow!!!

“Roll my windows down first, I can tell what you two were doing.” Author's Note: Sorry about the delay, Saturday I had to take my oldest to the ER. He had croup and that with his asthma was super rough. Then my youngest caught it :( Now both kiddos are feeling better, but I've gotten sick too. I'll keep you guys updated as much as I can, til then I'm pushing through it to create more content <3 If you aren't following my facebook author page Facebook.com/JaneKnightWrites you should, I had a big announcement this past weekend. My book Hers for the Holidays is now available in paperback through amazon. It's a mfm shifter holiday romance with a high heat level. Hope everyone is having a good

he murmured, voice a caress against my spine, “there is no need for uncertainty. I will answer any doubts you have.” He wasn’t used to this. I could feel it in the tension of his body, see it in the tight control around his movements. He was a man accustomed to obedience, not vulnerability. Politeness looked strange on him, like armor he didn’t quite know how to wear. And the worst part was… it drew me in even more. But doubt clung to me, stubborn and unyielding. Nala hadn’t confirmed anything. My delayed senses always failed me. Until she said the words—He is your mate—nothing was certain.

Serves you right, girl. The man wiped his lips using his thumb and smiled at me. He was wearing a white dress shirt that was now wrinkled, and a few buttons were opened revealing his chiseled chest. His lips were red from the smooching. His hair was all messed up, but he still looked hella fine. He looked flirtatious too. Maybe even worse than Rico here. His dark eyes bore towards me, “Hi there, miss. My name is Zero. May I know yours?” He extended his hand, and now I just noticed that he had tattoos on his fingers up to his arms. The man knows he’s sexy, and that’s dangerous.

Emerson POV The mansion loomed before me like a silent judge. It rose from the earth in dark stone and glass, sharp angles cutting into the night sky as if it had been carved to intimidate rather than welcome. Warm light glowed behind tall windows, but it didn’t soften the place—it only made the shadows deeper. Alpha Ryder stepped inside without hesitation. I followed more slowly, my feet dragging as though the marble beneath them had turned to ice. The doors closed behind us with a low, final sound, and my chest tightened.

And his upper body was naked. I glanced from his broad shoulders, down to his torso. Perfect. My lips parted slightly as I realized just how much taller he was, how broad his shoulders were, how his muscles tensed. Up close, he was even more intimidating, his scent a mix of mint and something dark, something dangerously addictive. His golden amber eyes burned into mine, unreadable yet piercing straight through my soul. His jaw clenched, the muscle ticking as he stared down at me. I swallowed. I am indeed shawty. And so, so screwed.

Naked, unyielding and a rogue. Gasps filled the air. “It’s him….” Someone whispered. “The Untamed Alpha….” He walked into the gathering like he owned it. Hair dark and wild, eyes burning with something ancient. Dangerous. Beautiful. But very deadly. “Kael Varyn,” Alpha Cassian snarled, stepping forward. “You dare step foot on sacred grounds…” “I’m not here for you,” Kael growled, his voice low and unbothered. “I’m here for her.”

Savannah was standing at a distance of two feet from the man. They secured the hut with ropes and other materials so that even in the face of high winds, it would not be dislodged. They simply expressed gratitude that it did not rain at the time. Phantom let out a sigh. During the time that they spent on the island together, he picked up on a number of the girl's routines and quirks. She was unyielding to a ridiculous degree. She has a quick temper and a stubborn disposition. When she doesn't want anything, she makes it clear that she's not interested in having it. Her pride is very strong as well. In addition to that, she was a really courageous woman.

I touch its glass cover and to my surprise, it vanishes in just a snap. The book floats mid-air and emits blinding light. It starts glowing and the pages start to turn. A few moments afterward, the pages stop turning. The glow starts to vanish, and the book moves toward my hand. Just like the book I was reading earlier, it has a leather hardbound cover and its title are embroidered with gold. 'The Untold' I said as I've read the title. I turn the cover and start reading once again. ----- THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW

Aurora "Rory" Moonridge survived the unthinkable: kidnapped at eight, experimented on and left for dead. Now, at twenty-four, she's clawed her way to becoming Alpha of Shadow Moon pack, hiding her scars behind a mask of strength and the lie of a dead mate. She's convinced she's too damaged to ever bond with anyone. Then she meets him. He's powerful. Dangerous. Infuriating. Their clashes are legendary—two Alphas who can't stand to be in the same room. But beneath the hostility, something else simmers that neither of them understands. As Rory navigates treacherous pack politics and fights to keep her secrets buried, her past comes roaring back. The scientist who tortured her is hunti