The Wonder Weeks Ebook

Tessa Hearst, the Luna of Silvermoon Pack, has no reason to wake up one morning, showing pregnancy symptoms and realizing she's a few weeks pregnant. Her mate is impotent and she never cheated on him, so why is she pregnant? Her unexplainable ordeal stirs up an endless trail of rumors and she gets rejected and almost killed. Five years later, she returns to the pack as a renowned doctor, with triplet sons that have a striking resemblance to her ex-mate. Strange, but Tessa wasn't giving a fuck anymore. She was gonna make him pay for the pain he put her through. But what happens when her boys have other plans, like reuniting with their father? What happens when a pandemic breaks out and she's forced to work together with the man that once made her heart skip? What happens when she's caught in the crossroad of revenge and a second chance to their love story? Will sparks fly again or will it be the beginning of her revenge? Join Tessa on her turbulent journey for revenge, second chance love, and trying to be the best mother for her mischievous boys.

SUMMARY (BLURB) I wasn't supposed to be here and mostly not sleeping with a total stranger. But here I was, breathless, falling apart in his arms, lost in the moment. ★★ ★★. ★★. ★★. ★★. ★★. ★★. ★★ After being cheated on by her boyfriend with her friend, a heartbroken Sam agrees to a night out with her best friend who tries to convince her that the best way to get over a man is to get under another. Her friend arranges a hooker for her; she disagrees with this but ends up having a passionate night with a stranger when she mistakes hs room for hers Weeks later she finds out that she is pregnant, not wanting to keep the baby and not knowing the father she decides in abortion. But as fate will have it, they bump into each other and she finds out he isn't a hooker and he wants her to keep the baby. He will take responsibility she disagrees with at first but not being able to go through with the abortion she contacts him. Being forced to live together for the sake of the babies, two guarded hearts slowly collide,turning responsibility into affection and attraction into a sweet love. But they must overcome their feats and prove that sometimes one can find love in unexpectedly situations.

Dante Santoro is a ruthless Mafia lord, feared and revered in equal measure. His empire stretches far and wide, and his control is absolute. But behind his cold, commanding exterior lies a man who will stop at nothing to protect what is his. Ethan John, an undercover agent and former doctor, has been assigned to infiltrate Dante's inner circle. Posing as Dante's personal physician, Ethan’s mission is simple: gather intel and bring down the Mafia kingpin before his criminal empire can expand further. But as the weeks pass, Ethan is torn between duty and desire. The cold, calculating mob boss he was sent to destroy begins to pull at his heart in ways he never anticipated. As passion ignites between them, Ethan finds himself in a perilous game of lies, deception, and betrayal. With the government breathing down his neck and Dante's trust tightening like a noose, Ethan must decide where his true loyalties lie, before it’s too late. Can love bloom in the most dangerous of places? Or will the Mafia lord’s grip be too strong to escape?

After her husband's repeated cheatings, Sienna chose to live according to her rules. She stumbled upon a club where she had a one night stand with a call boy. weeks later, she discovered that she was pregnant, a souvenir from a night she barely remembers. At the official coronation of the Lycan king, Sienna found the King familiar but immediately brushed it off, there was no way she would know someone of such a stature. However, just when she thought, it couldn't get worse, She was approached by the Lycan King who offered to dance with her. Sienna was about to refuse but was stunned to hear the King say, "I was your call boy when you needed me to be, so won't you be my dance partner today?" Will she tell him about her pregnancy and what will be the outcome? What happens when Noah decides to put up a fight to win back his wife? What will Sienna do when it is revealed that Noah and King Kael weren't just acquaintances as she thought but they were estranged brothers? In the quest to win back Sienna's heart who will she choose?

Right before our Mating Ceremony, my mate, Alpha Damien, told me he had to temporarily mark an Omega from our pack, Seraphina. He claimed she had the Moon Sickness and would die if he didn't mark her. I fought him on it, but the next day, he moved Seraphina right into the penthouse of the Pack House. The suite meant for the future Luna. My suite. To calm me, he even got on his knees, his eyes red as he promised, "Once she's safe, I'll remove the mark. You'll still be my only Luna." But then, Seraphina found me, a medical report in her hand. Six weeks pregnant. They'd already held their marking ceremony long before Damien ever came to me. My heart shattered into ash. My pen dug into the calendar, carving a vicious X over the date that was supposed to be our Mating Ceremony. Then, I opened my laptop and replied to the email from the European Laurel Healers' Guild. "I accept your invitation. I leave on the day of the Mating Ceremony."

My Alpha, Sebastian Blackwood, has been cursed in battle. The Healers say he only has two weeks to live. Following the instructions of the witch, Annabelle Pearson, I sacrificed my wolf for an antidote to his curse. My wolf is ripped from me while I'm fully conscious. It feels as though my soul is being torn apart. The agony nearly makes me black out. Weak and bleeding, I stagger toward Sebastian's house, clutching the vial containing the antidote tightly in my hand. He needs it now. Then, I hear laughter and music drifting through the air. Sebastian's having a party. I crept toward the window. One of his pack mates claps him on the back and praises, "Great work, Alpha—you've truly played Zoreen like a fiddle! That dumbass still believes that you were cursed. Can you believe that?" Sebastian chuckles coldly, "This is just the beginning. If it weren't for Zoreen, Nina wouldn't have lost her voice. Zoreen deserves this!"

After a venomous snake bites me, my husband, Daniel Dawson, injects the only antivenom into my adopted sister, Grace Winton. Before I black out, I see my parents, Daniel, and my son, Ethan Dawson, all gathered around Grace, while I lie alone on the grass, completely ignored. When I come to, my colleague shakes his head and tells me the toxin has already spread. Within 48 hours, my body will begin to rot from the inside, and I'll die in unbearable pain. I give up the conservative plan and swallow a potent painkiller instead. Over the next two days, I transfer the hospital my grandfather gave me and every asset in my name to Grace. I divorce Daniel and place both his and Ethan's hands into Grace's. When I put Grace's name on the amyotrophic lateral sclerosis treatment protocol I've spent five years developing, they finally smile, hold my hand, and tell me we're finally a real family. I stay silent and only smile at them. I wonder what their faces will look like two days later when they see my body.

I thought he was a ghost from my past, but he came back with a marriage certificate and a billion‑dollar debt. He says I have to pay with my body—and my voice. “You’re in breach of contract, Mrs. Moretti.” Seven years ago, Dante Moretti was a broken sound engineer who broke my heart and vanished. Today, he’s the ruthless head of a global empire—and he just walked backstage to claim what’s his. Me. He brings a marriage certificate I don’t remember signing and a list of clauses that turn my world‑famous life into a gilded cage. He owns my label. He owns my jet. And he claims he owns my voice. Dragged to a fortress in Sicily, I’m trapped between a secret past I can’t outrun and a “husband” who looks at me with equal parts hunger and hate. Dante swears he’s the only thing standing between me and the monsters who want to buy my soul. But as the line between protection and possession blurs, I have to wonder: Is Dante Moretti saving me from the fire… or is he the one holding the match? He’s my greatest sin. My biggest secret. And now, he might be my only hope. ---

“Say you’re mateless. No matter what you feel, Laila. Don’t you dare say a word, unless you want your brother to lose everything.” Years of crushing on our Alpha’s son, Cael. Years of secretly dreaming he’d choose me, even while Lysander clung to his side. All those fantasies shatter the night he forces me to deny him at the Moon Ceremony. I thought my life had ended… until one reckless kiss from Cael binds me to a new kind of doom. For my sin, Lysander delivers her price: steal an ancient moon relic from the Fearless Pack, or lose my brother’s freedom, and the scholarship that was supposed to save my future. But how do I steal from a man whose very name is Death? A masked Alpha who watches me with burning restraint, his nostrils flaring, every muscle straining as if he’s one breath away from breaking. Sometimes he fails. Sometimes I feel the ghost of his touch in my hair when he thinks I’m not looking. And sometimes… I wonder if I’ll survive the way he’s already claimed me without a word.

I was just eighteen when I mistook a business deal for a fairy tale, letting a schoolgirl crush blind me to the truth. My prince charming? He turned out to be more of a wolf in an Armani suit. Now, five years and a thousand broken pieces later, I've rebuilt myself into someone I barely recognize, a CEO, a survivor, and most importantly, a mother to my beautiful son Griffin. I thought I'd buried the naive girl who once dreamed in a garden. Apparently, the universe had other plans. My ex-husband's back, claiming he's changed and wanting a second chance. And then there's James Drake, a billionaire with scars that match my own, who makes me wonder if my heart remembers how to beat for something other than revenge. Between poisoned flowers showing up at my office and threats creeping too close to my son, I'm learning that success is the best revenge, if I can stay alive long enough to enjoy it. They say love is sweeter the second time around, but can I trust it when betrayal wore the face of love once before? One thing's certain: I'm not that naive wife anymore. And this time, I'm playing for keeps.