Waking The Tiger Novels & Stories

Miley's life fell apart on the night of her 19th Birthday. The celebration was tainted by the business of betrayal. At the party, Miley's drink was spiked, and when she felt ill, she staggered out of the room, only to stumble upon a conspiracy between her boyfriend and her sister. She had always known that her sister didn't love her. but what she hadn't expected was that her boyfriend, whom she had always trusted, was also in cahoots with her. Realization stung sharper than the cold air outside as she discovered their cruel intentions to humiliate her. Overwhelmed and betrayed, she found refuge in an unfamiliar room. But fate, it seemed, had a cocktail of sorrows lined up for her. In the room she sought refuge in was Logan Pierce. This man, a dominant and arrogant person, and her boyfriend's uncle were known to be a living nightmare for those who would cross his path. Under the influence of drugs, they slipped into a night, and he took her for the first time in ways she wished she could forget. Waking up to a world where accusations were hurled at her from all corners, her family turned their backs on her. Placating Logan seemed to have ranked higher than standing up for Miley, their own blood. Disowned and discarded, Miley found herself abandoned on the relentless, heartless streets. Years later, she had blossomed into the U.S. manager of Hales company. During a business meeting, she stumbled upon Logan once again. But the passing years had erased Miley's face from Logan's memory, arousing within him a curiosity and fascination for this elusive lady director. unable to recall the tragic past, Logan felt unwarranted anger towards Miley as he continuously evaded her- thus beginning their forbidden dance of desire yet again.

Keeva, the shunned daughter of Alpha Julius, lives in despair believing she has no wolf. Her eighteenth birthday was supposed to be a day of joy but her world came crumbling down. The Moon Goddess has forsaken her. Her father can't bear to be in the same room as her. When he insisted that she takes his Beta as her chosen mate, plans to escape were snatched away, she had no choice but to follow the path laid before her. Working at the bar was the only freedom she knew, Canagan was the only man who could help her escape. After months of working with her friend Nikita and the wise woman from the forest, their well laid plans didn't come to fruition soon enough to save them both for Julius's tyranny. Channon was saved from certain death by something that could only be the lone wolf of legends. After witnessing his raw, untamed power Channon realized that White Claw could be more than just whispers and fantasy. After waking up in unknown lands and nursed back to health by a pack he didn't recognize Channon learned of his unknow lineage and the powers he is destined to wield. Over the course of the next fifteen years Channon hones his skills preparing to avenge the murder of his parents and take his place as Alpha, uniting the two packs of his ancestors. White Claw has moulded Channon into the man he needs to be. His campaign for revenge and unity hits a stumbling block in the form of his stepsister Keeva. Little Keeva was only two when Channon was almost killed and he often wondered what had happened to her. Had he not followed his Beta into the woods Channon would never have realized Keeva is his.

BLURB I stare numbly at the man before me, my eyes already burning with hot, salty tears. “Did I not make it clear that you’re mine?” He growls sharply. “How many times do I have to tell you that you belong to me, Aella? You’re mine. This wedding is going to happen… and there’s nothing you or anyone else can do to stop me.” I shut my eyes, finally loosing the battle with my tears as they stream down my cheeks in torrents. I turn to the priests desperately. Right now, he’s my only hope. “Don’t I get a choice, priest? Isn’t my consent needed for this?” Roman takes another step forward and this time, I’m pressed up against his hot, hard chest. “Do not start a war you cannot finish, princess. This marriage is happening. Until death do us part.” ________________ What would you do if you walked into school one day to see your best friend aggressively locking lips with your boyfriend? Aella is the average New York college girl. However, her life takes a dark turn when she arrives at school one day to the horrible sight of her so-called best friend and her boyfriend, Roman, making out at the library. Hurt and betrayed, Aella runs out of the building only to be hit by a car. Waking up from a two year long coma, she finds Roman waiting for her with only one mission in mind……. to make sure she forgives him and takes him back. Because she belongs to him and him alone. Aella tries to refuse him but her parents are indebted to him and there's no escaping his trap. He’s the darkest of all the gods… and her worst nightmare.

Tristan is an alpha, strong and silent, with control over everything around him, he only screws omegas, everyone knows that, he is a perfectionist, everyone knows that, Dylan Harper is the only assistant he tolerates, everyone knows that, but what everyone doesn’t know is Tristan is the Alpha under Dylan’s sheets. Dylan is just a beta, kind and invisible. When they’re forced together by work, tension builds between them, but Dylan knows his place. Alphas don’t look at betas like him. There’s no room for dreams or hope. But after waking up one day with an Alpha under his sheets, Dylan starts to wonder if he’s been wrong about everything. Will he remain just a shadow to Tristian, or is there more to his story? ••• Tristan’s breath was steady, but I could feel the tension in the air between us. I stood too close. My fingers brushed against his arm, just enough to make the heat between us undeniable. “Don’t…” he murmured, his voice a low growl that sent a shiver down my spine. But I didn’t move away. I couldn’t. His presence was too much, too magnetic. My body hummed with a hunger I didn’t know how to quiet. His eyes locked with mine, intense, searching, like he knew what I was feeling before I did. “You’re too close,” he whispered. I stayed silent, caught between the urge to pull away and the need to be closer. His breath, warm on my skin, made it harder to think. “Do you intend to trigger your heat again, my pretty little thing?” He breathed out and I could have climaxed right there and then.

"Mmmh" She whimpered against the pillow as he went deeper into her. She grabbed the sheets tight and forced herself not to scream. she didn't want to. "Nooo! Please!!!", her voice cracked in the end. He pulled out of her and went right in again, multiplying her pain. His main intention was to hear her cry of pain as he enjoyed wailing sounds, it sounded like music to his ears and he loved it. He digged in again and didn't pull out this time. instead he started thrusting hard, moving roughly and Galene shook against the bed. "Stop it....please!" She whimpered, but that didn't have any effect on him as he continued with what he was doing. His monster was ruining her system. It went on for a while and finally, He let out a deep grunt. she felt something thick and hot pour inside of her. "Oh...!" She let out a faint whimper as she felt him melt inside her. He pulled out of her and left the bed, Shortly after, his cold and stern voice came. "Get out!". ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Damien; The Ruthless and Merciless Master of the Guthram clan, the biggest and the most powerful clan among the seven clans of the Carran community. Nothing gave him joy more than Wars, swords and blood spilling. Mercy was no where near his books. The villagers served and worshipped him as their god. Nobody dared to utter a word when he spoke. Galene, a 22 years old girl from one of the clans got sold to him by her drunk and gambler father in exchange of his debt. A life full of brightness suddenly became a shadow of grief. Waking up with so much happiness only to realize you've been sold as a sex slave to a man feared by all.

The crowd starts a countdown to midnight like New Year’s Eve. I close my eyes and smile, holding Liam’s hand tightly. Everyone yells “ONE!” and cheers. I open my eyes and see the iridescent liquid light of the full moon pouring out of the giant orb flowing down over us. People around us ooh and ahh at the beautiful sight.  When the first rays of moonlight cascade over my skin, I feel a heat inside me turn into a burning fire. I gasp and look up at Liam. He looks at me with wide, surprised eyes. “Mate,” he murmurs and squeezes my hand tighter. It isn’t a comforting feeling. There are no sparks like people describe when they touch their mate. Maybe it takes a few minutes to develop. I smile and try to admire Liam, but I don't want to say it back. Nothing feels different. I still love him, but he’s not the one. Liam is looking at me, but it isn’t a look of true love. It’s lustful and carnal. I feel a pit in my stomach. Liam isn’t my mate. How can this be? And how was he able to call me his mate if he’s not mine? “Zara,” a woman’s voice says in my head, “My name is Lavender. I’m your wolf and you’re in grave danger, my dear. You need to run. You need to run now. Your life depends on it.” “My… wolf?” With everything that happened the past couple of hours, I forgot she was waking up. “L-Lavender, what’s happening? What do you know?” Lavender repeats her order. “Zara, you need to run. I can explain later. I’m so sorry this is happening to you, sweet girl.”

RAVENNA COSTA Some women fear the fire Others simply become it... Ruling over a criminal organization wasn't easy especially when no one wanted you to rule. If they thought they could kick me out because I was a woman, then they had another thing coming for them. I'll show them I'm not to be messed with, and when I'm done, they'll know I was not just a woman. I am the woman. ************ Ravenna Costa found her house up in flames after returning from a park with her nanny. The house getting burnt wouldn't have bothered her if her parents weren't in the house. They receive a text message from her father telling them to run, and that was what they did for ten years. During those ten years, they lived on the streets. They thought they had escaped their old life of luxury, but that was until Ravenna's past comes knocking on her present. She gets kidnapped on her way to the rundown apartment she had managed to secure for herself and her nanny, and then she's knocked unconscious. Waking up, she finds herself in a room, and she gets the biggest shock of her life. Turns out her father had been involved in shady business she never knew about. She's introduced to the world of organized crime, and there she meets her childhood best friend. Only he wasn't a child anymore, but a full-grown man. A full-grown man she wanted. The problem was they fought on opposite sides of a war, but that doesn't stop Ravenna from wanting him, after all, the heart wants what it wants. Decisions must be made as the line between love and hatred begins to blur, and Ravenna is forced to choose between her duty or her love for her childhood best friend.

Devlin, while on the run from his grandfather's control, accidentally obtained a necklace without him knowing that in it was a captive fox. After returning, his girlfriend Anthea had a life-threatening accident, he wore that necklace for Anthea, also from that moment, the spirit of the nine-chasing fox entered Anthea's body. That fox's name is Renata, she wakes up with a new identity and lives in a completely different society from five hundred years ago. After the accident Renata came back to life under the name Anthea, she didn't know anything about this girl so when she woke up everyone thought Renata was Anthea and thought Anthea lost her memory due to the accident. Devlin discovers that his girlfriend has betrayed him so he decides to keep Anthea by his side to avenge her, but after a while, he discovers that Anthea has turned into a different person after waking up, all habits and events Her understanding changes but it's strange that he tolerates all these changes even to fall in love with this strange girl in this familiar appearance. He became suspicious and discovered that Anthea was not human, he had accidentally seen Renata's nine fox tails on a full moon night, but he did not panic and threw Renata away. This was the first time Renata had seen someone who saw her true form without seeing her as a monster. The two of them gradually fell in love with each other, but the difference between humans and foxes caused them to go through a lot of hardship and suffering. Renata had never hoped to become a human like this. Where will their love go? Will Renata's sincere prayer move the angels to let her become human and live a normal human life?

When Angeline met her mate, Stefan she thought all of her dreams came true. In the beginning, it felt like it but everything changed when Stefan's first love and Beta, Claire came back home. Angeline was slowly seeing the change in Stefan despite his possessiveness over her while keeping her at a distance that just kept on getting bigger and bigger. The last straw was when Stefan asked Angeline to prepare a feast for the pack but ordered her not to be part of it. In her frustration, Angeline left and went to the pack's orphanage near the border and set her wolf free. In the middle of her run, she met a mysterious, but handsome man who fell in love at first sight with her wolf. But because of the mood that she was in, when the guy asked for her name she gave Beta Claire's name instead of hers. Little did she know that her tactics would soon backfire on her when she met the same guy in front of Stefan's office door. It shocked her to know that her mystery guy was no other than the powerful Alpha of the North, Ethan. Ethan never spoke of how he met Angeline seeing her uneasiness, which surprises her. But Stefan on the other hand, just became overly possessive of Angeline and took her against her will telling her no one will have her but him. Waking up in shackles Angeline love for Stefan slowly turned into anger, especially after finding out his plan with his Beta. To make it worse, Angeline found out she was pregnant with Stefan's child, who was planning to throw her away the moment she gave birth. With her heart breaking, Angeline must find a way to stop them from taking her child.

> “Stay still, Little Thorn… I want to taste you slowly.” His voice was velvet and ruin. His mouth, a weapon. And I—fool that I was—leaned closer. Before death wore a suit and called itself a lover, I used to believe in beauty. Before the blood. Before the runes. Before I painted the image that killed my parents—I believed my art could save me. Now I know better. I was just weeks from graduating when the painting came to me like a fever. I didn’t choose it. I didn’t plan it. My hands moved, possessed, dragging symbols I’d never seen and a face I’d never forgotten—his. Eyes red as wine. A crown pierced with thorns. And a girl in the center… me. Offering herself. I signed it with a mark I didn’t recognize. I sold it to a stranger. And days later, my parents were dead—no wounds, no reason, just... gone. The police said stress. I say fate. Now I’m being hunted by a world I didn’t know existed. Vampires with ancient courts and older grudges. Symbols that whisper in my blood. And Lucien D’Aragon—the vampire who says I summoned him with my brushstroke. That I belong to him. He says I’m his prophecy. His ruin. His Little Thorn. But I’m not just prey. Something is waking in me. Something hungry. Something I was never meant to survive. If I give in, I lose everything. If I fight, I might finally learn the truth. About my art. About my bloodline. About what really happened that night. And why he keeps whispering that I was painted for ruin... but made for him.