Werewolf Howling At The Moon

After five years in a world ruled by werewolves, I still haven't found a way back to the human world. So I did the only thing I could. I married my fated mate, Ryan Darcy, a devastatingly handsome Lycan Prince with a towering frame. The night we sealed our mate bond, we traded secrets. Leaning close, I whispered in his ear, "The truth is, I'm not from this world. Treat me wrong, and I'll disappear back to where I came from. You'll never find me again." Ryan immediately swears he'll love me more than life itself. He pulls me close, holding me so tight it's like he's afraid I'll disappear any second. But then Eleanor Darcy—his stepsister, sent away for a political marriage in another pack—returns. Bit by bit, I watch as Ryan's attention shifts to her. Devastated, I start looking for a way back to the human world. I throw myself at walls, try to hang myself, even jump into the lake, but nothing works. Ryan grows more distant with each passing day. "Susan, I expected better from you. Since when have you stooped to cheap attention-seeking stunts? 'Crossed over from another world?' You can't honestly expect me to buy that nonsense." That's when I realized he hadn't believed a single word I'd said.

Annette didn't expect to be captured by a gigantic black wolf, but what started as a night of dancing in the forest with her sister ended with her surrounded by werewolves. Lian is the Alpha leader of the Southern pack. One night, while returning from his hunt, he is captivated by a sweet scent that he recognizes as that of his Moon. The rough Alpha didn't expect his fate to be tied to that of a small human. What should have been the beginning of a love marked by destiny is overshadowed by the onset of a war.

Four teenage boys are cursed by the goddess, Hecate, after they desecrate he shrine on a night out. She curses them to transform into bloodthirsty werewolves every night on a full moon. After murdering innocent townsfolk and subsequently their loved ones but waking up bloody with no recollections of the night before. The are left with no option but to leave town after they are found and hunted down by the furious townsfolk. Their group of four begin their travels together in search of answers to their questions and a cure to what they believe to be an ailment. They refuse and choose to continue their search for a cure, however, the longer they take to find a pack, the more rabid and crazed they become. They are found by Snow, a lone wolf who just recently lost his pack and he offers to help them, for selfish reasons, by performing the bonding ritual on them, tying them to the Snow pack. They all accept except Matt who runs off. Slowly, but steadily, they grow their pack by adding different rogues and inaugurating members of packs they defeat. Finally they are able to defeat the pack that attacked Snow's previous pack, but over the years he becomes power hungry and uses the boys as weapons. One day, Cesar confronts him and challenges him because he and the others find out that Matt, who they had been searching for for years had been killed by Snow. They fight, with Cesar coming out victorious and killing him, making him the new Alpha of the pack.

Hazel's dad passed away when she was just a little kid but her mother brought her up single handedly until she met Trevor who happens to be her second chance mate. Hazel is a young werewolf damsel who's clueless matters mates and bonds but she meets a Powerful Lycan king who happens to be her fated mate. surprisingly, Ramon doesn't age and he's hesitant to turn her into a Lycan because he doesn't want to kill her. Hazel is still a weak wolf but she later becomes strong, thus becoming the Luna of the werewolves even though the ceremony doesn't hold soon enough. Ramon who's also a feared Alpha king loves his young mate so much although she sometimes dreads him. As time goes by, they start trying for a baby but to no avail until the go to the hospital to ascertain their problem. Trevor and Hazel's mother get involved in a road accident, hence dying instantly, leaving their young son for Hazel take care of and bring up!

Her blood launched a thousand werewolves to fight in a war. For centuries powerful werewolf packs have been fighting for power. And now, they are not just fighting for power and influence, but fighting to have Luna and her blood. She was the alpha prince mate. A human mate with powerful blood that can give werewolves strength. Hector was bound to protect his human mate. They found themselves in a situation where they need to protect each other until their last breath. Their love for each other became a possible strength in an actual weakness.

Katherine's POV "Can we go on a date?" I asked the guy I just met and felt so stupid to do that. Didn't I just promised myself never to date after breaking my heart once? "Sure." His reply made me even more shocked. Is it that easy? Of course not. ***** what will happen when she finally decided to give love a second chance after getting betrayed by her highschool sweetheart? what will happen when her date turns out to be a 500 years old werewolf searching for her just to break his curse? what will happen when they fall in love but her Ex returns to her life claiming she only belongs to him and no one else? And finally what will happen when Katherine realize she not only have to fight her Obsessive Ex but also save her werewolf boyfriend from the witch who cursed him years back?

Everything comes crashing down as my eyes widen into his. Both of our breathing labored but his hands not releasing me. “Grace.” He says breathlessly. That name is all it takes to wake me up. ‘Grace’ I’m not Grace. He thinks I’m someone I’m not. I shouldn’t be doing this when he doesn’t even know who he’s with. I scramble off of him and stand in the middle of the room panting. I can see him start to fumble, standing up and walking towards me. I look up at him, my eyes wide. “I’m so sorry. We shouldn’t… We shouldn’t have done that.” I stammer out and he looks at me shocked. Walking towards me like I’m a trapped animal he’s scared is going to run away. “Why, Grace? Why shouldn’t we have done that? Please, just talk to me.” I can hear the pleading in his voice, the fear that I didn’t want him to kiss me, but that’s not it. I don’t know why. Why I’m so scared to just tell them the truth, so I decide to lie. “I’m sorry, Gunner. I like all three of you. I’m not going to choose, so I’ve just decided I wouldn’t be with any of you. It’s not fair to you guys.” I don’t wait for him to respond, I run out the door and down the steps, landing face first in Dean’s chest. He pulls me up and wraps my legs around his waist causing me to gasp. “Who said we’d make you choose, Bambi?” And before I can respond his lips are on mine.

Mira watched in silence as her secret mate—the powerful Alpha of one of the greatest packs—married someone else, despite his promises to give her the world. When she dared to defy fate and reveal the truth, she was cast out, exiled from her own pack. Left with nothing, Mira faces a choice: remain broken and let everything she’s worked for slip away, or rise from the ashes, stronger than ever. But Mira is no ordinary wolf. Armed with a mystical power no werewolf has ever possessed, she is ready to reclaim her destiny. Yet with enemies lurking at every turn, will she triumph—or fall once more? Why don't you find out?

Blurb. Davina Cobbs life was brutally intruded when her father failed in his attempts to get one of his dark enemies, a werewolf Alpha. Klaus Ritcherson. Being a human, Davina couldn't understand the complications of the werewolf committee, but she could describe the attraction she felt for Klaus on their first meeting. An attraction that made her crazy for his touch and attention. But things goes south when her father's plan failed and she is taken by her Klaus. Would Davina stick to the fate her fate her father has planned out for her, or would she make one for herself that can accommodate the Alpha King?

I stood in the shadows, the scent of pine and frost heavy in the air, watching my mate, Ethan, smile—truly smile—for the first time in years. But not at me. At her. My cousin, Isla. His first love. She sat beside him, warm and glowing, with our pups, Lucas and Mia, curled up against her like she was their real mother. They were laughing, sharing bites of ice-cream cake, the kind Lucas once said made his stomach hurt. I was never meant to be here. I wasn't his choice. He didn't fall in love with me—he was assigned to me. To him, our bond was never about love. It was a political arrangement—an alliance between two packs: his power, my father’s ambition. A tie forged not by hearts, but by bloodlines and borders. He never touched me unless required. He never looked at me like I was his Luna. In that moment, as their laughter echoed under the full moon, I felt the mate bond falter—thin, fading, like breath in winter. And I knew. I had played my part long enough. So I turned away. It was time to severe the bond that was never truly mine. But when he sensed I was really leaving, when the tether between us began to snap, he broke. Dropped to his knees, clutching the pups like lifelines, his voice raw. "Please," he whispered, "don't leave me." Even the pups cried, reaching for me with shaking hands. "Mom, we’re sorry… We didn't mean it. Please don't go."