Ulcerated Tree Spirit Weakness

TRIGGER WARNING! Sexual contant, voilence, Abuse. ** “Every Alpha needs his Luna,” Alpha King Zander Blackwood thinks having a luna is a weakness rather than a strength. In his 300 years of life, The Alpha King Zander made his share of enemies. He’s one with a ruthless reputation, he’s known for leaving pack after pack in a bloodbath with not a single survivor insight. A cold-blooded killer with no feelings of remorse, pity, or grief. Alpha Zander is someone no woman could ever hope to love. Rosabel Grace has been keeping a huge secret all her life, and now after the attack on her pack, she had to find ways to keep her secret from coming to light. What happens when Alpha King Zander finds his mate, in the middle of a war? What happens when he discovers who she is? Will he reject and kill her or protect her from the enemies?

I am in such a rush to pick up my daughter, Ava Pennington, from school that I don't have time to change out of my work attire. At the kindergarten gates, I run into the mother of one of her classmates, Candice Austin. She sizes me up from head to toe and says, "You must be Ava Pennington's mom." I politely nod. Just as I am about to say hello, her expression suddenly sours. "It's no wonder your daughter dresses so skimpily at school. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, does it?" I am so mad that I nearly forgot to respond. "What nonsense are you talking about?" Candice clicks her tongue and grows even more aggressive. "Nonsense? Your daughter wears skirts to school every day. She's distracting my son so much that his grades have slipped." Her words leave me utterly speechless. How is her son's failing grades somehow Ava's fault? When I don't respond, she gets bolder. "Look at you dressed from head to toe in cheap junk; how can you afford to send your daughter to this elite kindergarten? You must have pulled some shady strings to sneak her in through the back door, didn't you?" Has she lost her mind? Since when does Ava need strings to attend the school I built?

Ava Williams has fallen head over heels over her charming prince and best friend, Axel. So imagine her disappointment when she realizes her fated mate isn't Axel, but that one playboy in her school named Hunter Ysrael, the future alpha of a rival pack! 19 year old Hunter Ysrael had always looked down on wolves of her rank. When he discovers his mate was none other than an omega from his rival pack, he couldn't wait to get rid of her. But when Ava proposed to be the first to reject the breathtakingly handsome, god-like future alpha Hunter, he is filled with an unyielding determination and desire to turn the tables and make Ava fall in love with him no matter what. However, it turns out that Ava has other dreams of her own. The night brings surprises not only for Ava but her family tree as well as the structure of the wolves' societal order. As she struggles with finding her true identity and dealing with unexpected extraordinary powers, an evil force from the past comes back to haunt the wolves and to seek vengeance from the werewolf kind. It is said that only a white can save them from those corrosive, dark magic wielding demons, but until now the prophesized white has yet to be found. Everything changes for Ava when she learns her true identity, and the purpose she was made to serve in this cruel world. She has a lot to lose if she does fight but a lot more if she doesn't. A story of divided loyalties, love, magic, and survival.

A doomsday blizzard hit just before Christmas. The zombie virus exploded. Our fortress was a top-tier ski resort. Now, it was about to fall. My husband, Ethan, was a former Navy SEAL. Our head of security. He swore his defense system was foolproof. The blizzard knocked out the power. But he’d sent all the backup generator fuel to the summit. Just to light up a Christmas tree for Chloe. He even had a few guards up there with them, throwing a party. In my last life, I fought him. I herded everyone into the last bunker. But Chloe whined. A crowded Christmas was boring, she said. She stormed out of the safe room and ran right into the jaws of the horde. Ethan carved a path through the horde to secure the walls. Then he sat in silence, cradling Chloe’s bones. He pretended he wanted to start over with me. He let me get pregnant with his child. The day I gave birth, he knocked me unconscious and dumped me into a nearby zombie nest. He always rescued me just before I died. He’d inject me with a serum that kept me from turning. Nineteen times, he threw me to the zombies. I died in agony as they tore the flesh from my bones. "If you hadn't sabotaged my defenses," he’d hissed, "if you hadn't crashed our party and led the horde right to us, Chloe would still be alive!" I opened my eyes. I was back. Christmas Eve.

She was backed up against the tree and I took a branch, breaking it in half to reveal a sharp end, and going straight for his neck. It might not do much, or at least that's what I thought, but it should be enough to get him away from her.To my surprise, he plummeted to the floor. I looked at Illyria and walked towards her like a predator. With my bloodied hands, not sure if it was mine or his blood, I put them on Illyria's collarbone while dragging it up to her neck and ending up in her face, painting it just like the red rose in her hand, while she looked at me with panic in her eyes.“Don't fear me, little rose. I won't hurt you, but next time you decide to run away, make sure you do it without anyone noticing. I have eyes everywhere” I said in a low growl, that sounded even more dangerous than what I usually sound. ~~~~~~Illyria Abbot was meant to choose a husband on her 21st birthday. When her mansion is attacked by rebellious vampires, she barely escapes with her life. Lost in the woods she’s found by Kieran Moore, a brute vampire who will make her life hard while falling in love with her. But there are secrets who will keep testing them and their love. Will they be able to overcome it, or will it be their doom? Author’s Note: This story contains Latin Language. I am using a program that might not be accurate on the translation, so I apologize in advance if the translation is wrong. Thank you for reading this story and enjoy.

Eros, the crown prince of the vampire kingdom, has always known that to reach his full maturity, he would need his promised feeding mate. But when he’s accused of brutal murders, he finds himself cornered by his father’s decree: to marry a sharp-tongued hybrid who fears neither his wrath nor the darkness that surrounds him — and who refuses to submit. With no other choice, Eros accepts Nina, the red-feathered fae, as his wife and future queen — a union Nina is determined to undo as soon as she can. But fate is cruel. Nina’s untamed spirit challenges Eros at every turn, awakening in him a raw, consuming obsession. Desire becomes uncontrollable, and before he realizes it, he marks her as his own. Now, running away is no longer an option.

The last thing that Mordecai Feyfyre thought would happen was finding out his origins were a lie. After a unfortunate night where he lost his father and was tossed to his long thought dead mother his life changes. Once thought a werewolf, he is now a hellhound. A wolf spirit with the unavoidable destiny of keeping order in the world and highly sought after by the were council. Years later when his mother betrays him, he's forced into the arms of the one person his father trusted - Gideon Krause. A hellhound determined to bring down the council and restore order to their chaotic world. A man with a brutal past that chills their kind to the bone. The biggest thing he didn't expect? Finding his mate. ----------------------------------- BOOK TWO OF SERIES. CAN BE READ AS STANDALONE IF WANTED.

Prime is the most dangerous lycan in the history of the supernatural and he has found his match. Taiti is running from her psychopathic father, who has wanted her dead since the moment she was born. Taiti runs into the arms of Cassian Cole, the wolven heir who might even be Prime reincarnated himself. Cassian fights what he is, pushing down the beast so deep that it is forced to sleep. You can not tame a primal spirit, which is the impossible task that Taiti must face. She needs him to protect her from her father but most of all she needs him to protect her from herself. The mind is a dangerous place. Will love prevail and save us all? Or will the tyrant Prime, first Lycan rise again? BOOK ONE IN THE PRIME TRILOGY

When the young nun Lydia Martinez gets cornered by a thief in an alley, she encounters Damien Raeken who is beautiful, intriguing and intimidating. The unwordly, innocent Lydia is startled to realize she wants this man and despite his enigmatic reserve, finds she is desperate to get close to him. Unable to resist Lydia's quiet beauty, wit, and independent spirit, the shapeshifter, Raeken admits he wants her, too—but on his own terms. Shocked yet thrilled by Raeken's dark past , Lydia hesitates. For all the trappings of success—Raeken is a man tormented by demons and consumed by the need for revenge. When the couple embarks on a daring, passionate physical affair that denounces all she's ever believed in, she discovers the shapeshifters secret and knows that loving him is one thing, but taming him is another. She explores her own dark desires while slowly being pulled to the dark side.

Juliette Hale never imagined her own father would sell her. She never imagined that he would be as cold hearted as to give her over as property to the ruthless Alpha King Darius Blackthorn. But when his gambling debts aren't you, she is handed over as collateral. Hidden in his glided cage, she refuses to bow to him. Her defiance, however, rather than infuriate him, ignites something dark and hungry and Darius, who promises to break her spirit piece by piece. But as they started tonight, their punishments and anger turned into passion as both of them discovered that hatred and desire are both roaming on a thin line that is closely related... closer than they could have imagined. Trapped in a dangerous game of power, pain, and longing, Juliette must decide whether to fight for her freedom, or surrender her heart to the monster who owns her.